Demon Host

CHAPTER FIVE- part two

I was still dressed in my heavy gray sweatpants and Damien's belieber sweater and white flip flops, my hair a jumbled mess of a bun.

"now my question is what where you doing there that night? " he was observing me, my every expression, every reaction, quietly studying me like an important artifact.

"what people do at malls " I'm stalling, i know he knows that i wasn't there to shop for sun dresses and pumps, but i wasn't going to tell him 'oh! That's easy, i was sleep walking twenty miles away from home in sweats and some how found myself beside a dead body the following morning, see?.. No biggie '

Nope.

"in your night wear?"

Think, shit! Think.

"I was in a hurry to meet up with my friend. Faye wanted me to help her do a quick shop for a dress she could wear on her date today so i didn't have time to change into something nice "I'm so sorry Faye, i really am. "i don't see what this has to do with anything. "

He was staring intensely at me, like he almost didn't believe me. I silently prayed that he would just take it as it is and not ask Faye any questions. I feel so terrible enough for dragging her into this already, and i know my best friend enough to know that she would never throw me under the bus but i can tell the gears in her head have started to work. She's too smart, and she won't let this go until i tell her everything, the night is going to be long.

I have to admit, it's really hard having a stare down with this man and anymore, I'll break and he might just see through my lies. The man is intimidating, no kidding. I looked away from his stare and tried to find a spot to look at which was not his eyes. Only to catch up another staring gaze burning the side of my face. He was leaning coolly on the back of our blue wallpaper with white and black floral designs ,hands shoved dip into his pocket and his ankles crossed. Unlike the older man sitting opposite me, his gaze wasn't intimidating or creepy, it was on of pure fascination, his eyes slowly slipped down lower and lower before landing back to my face. And then very slowly, one corner of his lips stretched into a meaningful smirk. Just then did i realize what he was doing, he was checking me out.

Okay now that's actually kind of creepy, but sexy in a way.

The sound of someone clearing their throat brought me back to the issue at hand.

"i apologize for wasting your time searching your house... "i let out a long breath. "...we would be on our way now. "he stud to his feet and so did mum, "but if you find out anything, please contact me "he pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to mum, firmly shaking her hand before finding his way to the exit with mum strolling right behind him.

Just when i thought i could breathe, I'm faced up with the guy that had been starring at me and giving me strange looks all night.

"here "one word, was all that escaped his lips, one word and goddammit i love his voice. It was deep and groggy. It was the first time he'd spoken since i got in and met them here. Up close i could see his eyes, a very bright hazel color staring down at my green ones. "are you going to take it? "

Huh!?

I didn't realize he was handing me a card until he pulled it up further above my face obstructing my view of his fine face in a very unnecessary way.

A bit embarrassed , i snatched it away from him, clearing my throat and caught him smiling amusingly at me "use it ".

Just like that he walked away, passing me one last glance before leaving completely. I let myself look down at the card he dropped to my hand.

Detective Daniel Corey.

Detective?

This has to be something serious.

There was a phone number slightly under the name.

Why did he hand me his business card? Didn't his partner give mum his already? Or did he suspect i have something to with this?

Not until they were gone did i notice how disorganized the house was. The little throw pillows were scattered around the floor, the small vase that aunt Jenna had gifted us as a house warming gift when we first moved in was in a very bad posture, lying by a corner behind the door and all the lilies were sprawled out on different edges. Turning to my right i could see the kitchen in a not really good shape either. All the cupboards were hanging open. I couldn't quite make out the rest of it because i didn't have it in me to walk in there right now.

I'm that lazy -which is why I'm seriously pitying mom right now because for the life of me i don't think i can handle the stress of clearing up. They must have gone all out on the whole search thing. I'm just so happy my brain decided to function properly at the time i needed it the most.

I could have been in serious deep shit.

"are you okay sweetie? "i turned to see mum staring worriedly at me.

"yeah I'm fine " I'm feeling hot and dizzy, i can feel my temperature rising.

"are you sure? You look sick "

"I'm sure "i pushed the card into my jean pocket "i just need to rest a bit "i turned away without waiting for her response to my room, fighting the urge to place a hand on my aching head and i know Faye is silently following behind me.

If i had thought the living room and kitchen looked terrible before then i change my mind.

My room was horrible, utterly tattered looking. My clothes were flying everywhere, and i mean everywhere, even my not so empty laundry that I'd been procrastinating to handle was completely disorganized, same went my shoes. My sheets were rumpled and halfway off, they completely messed up my living space and i didn't like it.

Never the less i was too tired to actually do anything about it, so without wasting a second, i plopped myself down on my comfy mattress as Faye walked in locking the door behind her.

She looked like she was thinking, hard. Faye had always been one to analyze things from different angles, the way her eyebrows would crease, one hanging lower than the other, one side of her bottom lip sucked into her mouth, i could tell she was running in a maze up there.

"go ahead and ask "i coxed. He eyes finally meeting mine. She dropped down beside me on my bed with a flat out dead serious expression on her face.

"what's really going on Dian? " that was her way and i know it. She probably had a million questions but rapped it all up into a very short sentence.

Faye could be really playful and cocky most times, always trowing out jokes and making sexual innuendos here and there, ogling at hot guys and burning food to make a point, she's hardly ever serious, which is why when ever she is serious, i know not to joke around or plot escape holes and that is one thing that has been bothering me, since i woke up, she hasn't really been her usual self, she's just so consumed into this whole demon stuff she's always serious and it disturbs me.

Sighing deeply, i straightened my back and blurted out the thought that had been nagging out the back of my mind.

"i think there is something inside me".