Demon Host

CHAPTER EIGHT- part two

I almost choked on my own saliva. She was just a young teenager, fifteen in the least. Her chestnut brown hair scattered around her head like she had been struggling and her mouth stayed a few inches agape.

I stepped back with my hands on my mouth knowing exactly who did this. I could not take my eyes off the latest victim which is why i accidentally tripped on another while back walking towards the door.

They were two more, one hanging by the door with her head down and the other laying flat on the ground with a glass at the side of her hands in a loose grip like she had been trying to fight back. All victims looked to be the same age group. There were littered cans of coke and pizza boxes in the room so i had assumed they were just your regular teenage besties having a sleep over together when it happened.

I felt sick to the gut. I did this to this kids, i took away their adolescence and future, and now they are just lying dead in their own bedroom.

The heat spread through me and i could feel the flames burning inside of me. I was probably running a temperature but i did not care, all i wanted was to help these kids but i knew that was impossible. They were already cold dead and there was nothing the doctors could do that would bring them back. Maybe if someone had found them a few hours ago they would not have lost so much blood and could still be saved.

"Girls!" A feminine voice rang from the other side of the door but in a good distance away. I am guessing the brunet's mother "girls i am home!"

It was Saturday today so i was not really surprised that their mother would be home this time in the day. In that moment i knew my time was up so without thinking it further i jumped out of the bedroom window fumbling with my pocket for my phone. I needed to call Damon to make sure he was okay. I remember blacking out last night so i don't know the rest of what happened and i was scared. I had a really bad feeling about it that would not stop nagging behind my head.

After three tries and still being told by costumer care service that his line was switched off, i could not stop worrying. What if some thing happened to him?

Just as i was about to phone Faye, mum called and i answered immediately.

"Dian?"

"Hey, morning".

"Morning sweetie, have you gotten home yet?" I called mum last night to let her know that i might not be coming home because honestly, i thought my time with Damon was going to go great and we would both end up staying the night over at his apartment after a few boxes of pizza and an hour of watching " The 100 series" in his living room. Not with confessions about leaving for New York the next day and wanting me to come with him in the middle of the road.

"Yeah, i am just wanted to take a morning stroll around the hood. What's up? At work already?" i change the topic, lying right through my teeth, again.

"Yeah" she sighed, "i got called in really early this morning for some teachers conference about this kid that apparently raped about three girls who just stepped out to testify. God! teenagers are a lot to handle".

"Geez... that is terrible".

"I know right! Anyway, how are you holding up?"

"What do you mean?" I frowned.

"I heard what happened to Damon last night, are you okay?". My senses were now on high alert. something happened to Damon?

"Mum what are you talking about?"

"You did not know?"

"Get to the point mum, what happened to Damon?"

"I don't know the whole story but he got admitted into the hospital last night after Faye found him lying cold in the middle of the road".