know.”
“…tell
her…finds out…be mad at…”
Demona
rounded the turn into the stairwell towards the voices. What are they talking about?
“You
don’t understand.”
“Explain
it to me.”
Is that Hannah
and Kaleb?
“I
can’t. Not now anyway,” Kaleb said.
Demona
made her way down the stairwell and finally came upon Kaleb and Hannah going in
the opposite direction. They had been so engrossed in their conversation that
they failed to notice her coming down the stairs. Both Hannah and Kaleb looked
up unexpectedly.
“Hey,”
Demona said.
“Uh-uh,
hi,” Kaleb said. He cleared his throat and awkwardly greeted her.
“Hello,”
Hannah said. She was unable to meet Demona’s eyes.
“What’s
up?” Demona asked.
“Not
much,” Hannah said. “Just getting in.”
Demona
winked at Hannah. “Awfully early.”
“Yeah.”
Hannah’s hand rubbed her neck.
“Hey,
Kaleb have you heard from Felix?” Demona asked.
“Eh,
no. I haven’t heard from him lately,” Kaleb said.
“Oh,
okay. Well I have to go to work. I’ll talk to you guys later,” Demona said. Something is up .
“Alright,”
Hannah said.
“Bye,”
Kaleb said.
That’s got to be
the most awkward conversation I have ever had. I wonder what’s going on with
Felix. Well whatever it is, I want nothing to do with him anymore.
Demona
hopped in her car and drove across town to Kerrick’s house. She pulled up to
his house on the corner of a street lined with homes. The houses lined one
against the other; all built in a similar style. Kerrick’s house looked a
little less cared for than most of the homes on the street.
Demona
checked her face in the mirror and made sure she looked okay. Then, she stepped
out of the car and closed the car door behind her. She approached his door and
raised her fist to knock, but it swung open.
“Come
in,” Kerrick said. He stood in the doorway and opened the creaky screen door
for her.
Demona
stepped into the house and the screen screeched to a close behind her. When she
adjusted to the dim lighting and she noticed that Kerrick did not have a shirt
on. Her eyes lingered on his abs as he turned to walk away. She followed him
through the house admiring the way his muscular body moved as he took her into
the living room. She found herself noticing his scars less and the rest of him
even more. Kerrick turned towards her and she quickly averted her eyes to the
next closest thing.
“Have
a seat. I’ll only be a minute,” Kerrick said. He exited the room and jogged up
the stairs. Demona glanced around the room. He had a small TV, a coffee table,
and the sofa. No pictures or decorations were scattered about the room, not
even a pillow. A few magazines littered the table. The lack of personal items
did nothing to help give many clues to the real man behind all the brawn.
Geeze, talk
about your typical bachelor. He hardly has anything in this house.
Kerrick
slowly walked back down the stairs, this time in a thin gray t-shirt. It did
nothing to hide his muscles and only made her want to stare harder, to remember
what he looked like underneath. Demona chewed her lip. When Kerrick was ready,
she rose to her feet and they made their way out of the door to the car.
“I’m
driving,” Kerrick said.
“Fine,”
Demona said. “I’m not going to argue over it.” She tossed the car keys over to
him.
****
They
arrived at the same location as the days before, and made their way towards the
creek bed. Demona noticed Kerrick had not brought the swords this time. When
they arrived Kerrick stopped in the clearing and turned towards Demona. She had
halted also, waiting to see what kind of training was in store for her.
“Today…
we are going to work on controlling your mageia .
Stand here. Close your eyes, don’t open them. React to the feelings inside
you,” Kerrick said. He pointed at the ground in front of him for Demona to
stand in that spot.
Demona
waited patiently feeling nothing, but
“…tell
her…finds out…be mad at…”
Demona
rounded the turn into the stairwell towards the voices. What are they talking about?
“You
don’t understand.”
“Explain
it to me.”
Is that Hannah
and Kaleb?
“I
can’t. Not now anyway,” Kaleb said.
Demona
made her way down the stairwell and finally came upon Kaleb and Hannah going in
the opposite direction. They had been so engrossed in their conversation that
they failed to notice her coming down the stairs. Both Hannah and Kaleb looked
up unexpectedly.
“Hey,”
Demona said.
“Uh-uh,
hi,” Kaleb said. He cleared his throat and awkwardly greeted her.
“Hello,”
Hannah said. She was unable to meet Demona’s eyes.
“What’s
up?” Demona asked.
“Not
much,” Hannah said. “Just getting in.”
Demona
winked at Hannah. “Awfully early.”
“Yeah.”
Hannah’s hand rubbed her neck.
“Hey,
Kaleb have you heard from Felix?” Demona asked.
“Eh,
no. I haven’t heard from him lately,” Kaleb said.
“Oh,
okay. Well I have to go to work. I’ll talk to you guys later,” Demona said. Something is up .
“Alright,”
Hannah said.
“Bye,”
Kaleb said.
That’s got to be
the most awkward conversation I have ever had. I wonder what’s going on with
Felix. Well whatever it is, I want nothing to do with him anymore.
Demona
hopped in her car and drove across town to Kerrick’s house. She pulled up to
his house on the corner of a street lined with homes. The houses lined one
against the other; all built in a similar style. Kerrick’s house looked a
little less cared for than most of the homes on the street.
Demona
checked her face in the mirror and made sure she looked okay. Then, she stepped
out of the car and closed the car door behind her. She approached his door and
raised her fist to knock, but it swung open.
“Come
in,” Kerrick said. He stood in the doorway and opened the creaky screen door
for her.
Demona
stepped into the house and the screen screeched to a close behind her. When she
adjusted to the dim lighting and she noticed that Kerrick did not have a shirt
on. Her eyes lingered on his abs as he turned to walk away. She followed him
through the house admiring the way his muscular body moved as he took her into
the living room. She found herself noticing his scars less and the rest of him
even more. Kerrick turned towards her and she quickly averted her eyes to the
next closest thing.
“Have
a seat. I’ll only be a minute,” Kerrick said. He exited the room and jogged up
the stairs. Demona glanced around the room. He had a small TV, a coffee table,
and the sofa. No pictures or decorations were scattered about the room, not
even a pillow. A few magazines littered the table. The lack of personal items
did nothing to help give many clues to the real man behind all the brawn.
Geeze, talk
about your typical bachelor. He hardly has anything in this house.
Kerrick
slowly walked back down the stairs, this time in a thin gray t-shirt. It did
nothing to hide his muscles and only made her want to stare harder, to remember
what he looked like underneath. Demona chewed her lip. When Kerrick was ready,
she rose to her feet and they made their way out of the door to the car.
“I’m
driving,” Kerrick said.
“Fine,”
Demona said. “I’m not going to argue over it.” She tossed the car keys over to
him.
****
They
arrived at the same location as the days before, and made their way towards the
creek bed. Demona noticed Kerrick had not brought the swords this time. When
they arrived Kerrick stopped in the clearing and turned towards Demona. She had
halted also, waiting to see what kind of training was in store for her.
“Today…
we are going to work on controlling your mageia .
Stand here. Close your eyes, don’t open them. React to the feelings inside
you,” Kerrick said. He pointed at the ground in front of him for Demona to
stand in that spot.
Demona
waited patiently feeling nothing, but
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