Jaiden arrived on her block about twenty minutes later. He stopped, panting, and looked around for her. He saw Christine swinging on her porch swing. As he went over, he stopped. What if she didn't recognize him? His whole plan would falter. He decided to take his chances, and went over.
"Hey, Chris!"He called out. She looked over at him.
"Jaiden?"She asked, squinting.
"Yeah."
"Oh my god! Jaiden,"she got up and ran down her steps,"I haven't seen you in almost seven years! How are you?"
"I'm good."He said as she hugged him.
"Oh, you're all sweaty! Did you run here or something?"
"Actually yeah."
"Are you thirsty? Come inside, I'll get you something to drink."
Jaiden followed her inside. The cool, refreshing air hit him in the face. He began to relax. Her house yelled cozy and cool in his face. He followed her into the living room. He saw she was watching the same cartoon she always did in elementary and it made him smile.
"Just wait here. I'll be back."She turned to leave.
"Hey Chris, can I use your phone?"
"Sure!"
He picked it up as she went into the kitchen. It took him a few minutes to remember Damien's number. He wondered how Damien would react to him being at his girlfriend's house. Jaiden hoped he wouldn't be to angry. He really needed Damien's help. He dialed Damien's number. It rang four times before someone answered.
"Hey Chrissy. How's my girl?"
"Just fine."Jaiden answered.
"Wha-who's this?"
"It's Jaiden."
"Why are you at my girlfriend's house?"
"Because my parents are at yours."
"How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess. Listen, D, I need a favor."
"Sure. Name it."
" I need a place far from here, but not to far. Also, I need someone who knows alot about demons."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes!"
"Okay okay! I know this guy, his name's Michael. He's way into demons. If anyone can help you, he can."
"Where's he live?"
"Hmmm.....Hanic St I think."
"That's perfect. Thanks D."
"No problem. What's going on?"
"I don't think I can tell you. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. It's your stuff, tell me when you want."
"Thanks. Can you do me one last thing?"
"Sure."
"Don't tell my parents anything."
"Got my word."
"Thanks."Jaiden hung up.
He then dialed a cab. When everything was set up, Jaiden sat down on the couch. He was suddenly parched, and went into the kitchen. Christine was putting fruit into a blender. She hit the button, and Jaiden watched as the fruit was obliderated. She turned it off and turned around. She jumped at the sight of him.
"Jaiden! You scared me. I thought you were in the living room. Do you want a smoothie?"
"Sure. Thanks Chris."He sat down at the table as she poured the purple liquid in a glass and slid it to him.
"Hey Jaiden, can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah."
"Um....do you remember our fourth grade teacher, Mrs.Evans?"
"Yeah. She was cool."
"She asked me once if I was good friends with you. I wondered why untill she told me that she was worried about you."
"Worried about me? Why?"
"She thought your parents abused you. You were always quiet, and never talked to anyone about your home life."
'Because I was a prisoner.'He wanted to say."It just wasn't interesting."He said instead.
"Oh. That's it?"
"Yeah."Jaiden felt bad about lying, but he knew he couldn't tell the truth.
"I...uh...don't mean to be rude, I know I invited you in, but could you hurry? I'm not really supposed to have people over when my parents aren't home."
"Sure. A cab should be here any minute."
"Oh. Okay."
They drank the smoothies in silence. Jaiden could feel her eyes on him, as if she really thought he was abused. He didn't think he looked like it. His body was slender, it didn't look starved. He didn't have bruises or anything.
"I wasn't abused. Stop staring at me."
"Oh...I-I wasn't......I'm sorry."Christine said turning red."But...you know, there's a such thing as mental abuse."
Jaiden was about to answer when he heard the cab beep outside. Relieved, he said goodbye to Christine and headed outside. He got in the cab, not even bothering to say where he was going. The cab driver looked him over.
"You sure you want to head to Havic street, kid?"
"Yeah."
"It's not a good neighborhood. Alot of weird-o's live there."
"That's what I need. A weird-o."
"Okay, kid."
They drove the rest of the way in silence. When they pulled up in front of the house, even Jaiden was unsure. The house looked old and abandoned. Jaiden was tempted to have the cabby take him back to Christine's house, but his faith that Damien wouldn't send him to a dead end kept him going. He paid the cabby and got out. He watched the cab drive off, then turned to the house. He cimbed the stairs to the house, creaking under his weight. He knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
"My name is Jaiden. I need your help."
The door opened a crack."Who sent you?"
"Damien Cross."
"He said you'd be coming. Come in."The man opened the door, hiding behind it.
Jaiden went inside, looking around. The place was trashed. There were pizza boxes and pop cans everywhere. The house had an odor that smacked Jaiden in the face. There were two computers and a laptop. Jaiden was in a way okay with it. He wasn't a slob, but he wasn't going to be reminded of his 'hospital clean' home either. He turned and almost burst out laughing at the mans appearance. He had flaming red hair pulled back in a sloppy pony tail. He wore a shirt two sizes too small for his huge body. His stomach hung over his jeans and he had hair all over.
"Well, what do you need? I don't usually entertain."
"What do you know about a demon named Desilus?"
The man nearly went into shock."How have you even heard of him? He's not mentioned anywhere! Wait,"the man eyed him,"You're with that church aren't you?"
"What church?"
"Don't play dumb with me! They've been after me to help with their 'ritual'. You guys are trying to bring Desilus to Earth. Well, I don't want any part of it!"
"That's why I'm here! Neither do I!"
"What?"
"Sit down and I'll explain."He waited for the man to sit."Okay, you know Desilus needs a sort of......vessel to get to Earth, right?"
"Yeah."
"You also know that the person will get a.....um....birthmark?"
"Yeah yeah. A black pentagram above the bellybutton. What does all of this have to do with you?"
"I'm getting there. Now, Desilus is like....the father of this person right?"
"Yeah. Plus he owns their soul."
"Wait. I didn't know that! I lose my soul!?"
"What do you mean you?"
Jaiden raised his shirt, showing his birthmark."I'm Desilus' son."
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Submission Name: desilus chapter 2
