My Lonely Demon

Chapter Three

“What do I have to do?”

“You can live on souls” 

Augustine POV 

“Why do you have to suck his soul? “ Reaper asks entering the room behind me. 

“Your question should be why the hell he was hung from the family’s ceiling every night, feeding on their fears” I look back at him staring him in the eyes daring to speak. 

“That’s what I thought.” I take off my jacket as I lie down on my bed exhausted from the previous night's events. 

“And it was you who told me about them, “ I say to him while taking off my shoes and throwing them down the bed.

“So every time we have a conversation, I have to be aware of what I say, or you would use it against me” he takes a chair to sit down but not before cleaning it with his napkin. 

“With what you do, I am surprised, the little dirt bothers you” I snicker looking at him. 

“The souls of the worst person would still be less dirty than the condition of this room,” he says back, putting one leg over the other while placing them on the table. 

“They why the f**k you are hanging out in my house” I throw the pillow near me towards him which he catches easily. he is getting irritated day by day. 

“I have time to kill and your place is always near to where I am needed. Like for instance tonight, there would be a…” he stops mid-sentence realizing what he has done. 

“Now that I know about it, spit it out,” I say getting up from bed moving towards the place I call a kitchen. 

The place isn’t too big with just two rooms and a kitchen but since most of the time, I am not home it doesn’t bother me. And whenever I am home, the fridge is packed with junk food and beers so I don’t have to go out. The food is reducing day by day since I have a permanent guest hanging out at my place but the information he gets to me makes it up for that. 

I take two beers out and hand one to him, with a packet of chips. 

“Speak. Now” I say giving him a nudge. He looks annoyed and sad by the fact that he let out another secret which might cost him later. 

“First say with me” 

Ah, this part always annoys me to the core

I start with him.

“We can hunt ghosts at night

We can suck their souls without a thought

But never on earth, not when we are here

We harm an innocent human at any cost “ 

We both finish at the same time. It’s the promise I have to make to him every time he gives me information. A devil can never break a promise made. It sends us back to hell and I don’t want for that to happen.

I lit a cigarette as he begins to speak. 

I like this time of night. Most people don’t fancy to come out due to an irrational fear of Satan. It’s 3 f*****g AM, it has nothing to do with him. He is probably sound sleep as well. If humans need to be aware of someone, it’s the human themselves. They should be aware of the family which feeds on the suffering of their loved ones, aware of the creeps who sweet talks on their face biting them behind their back, aware of the filthy guys who want nothing else from a girl than s*x. Humans should be wary of those, not the invisible guy you have never seen. They again, it would be easier for me if they are so obvious to things like this. 

I lit a cigarette, laying down on my bike kept away from any eyes. I just have to wait for 15 more minutes and then I will have the one thing I have been searching for my entire life. 

I check my phone again, it’s 3:00 AM, nothing would start till 15 minutes. It is then that I hear a noise. 

No one should be here right now, it's mostly a scheduled area. 

I raise my head up a little to see but I don’t notice anyone. 

Might be a cat or something. 

Footsteps this time. 

Ah, I couldn’t even relax for a second.

I raise my head again, this time, I see someone going behind the wall. 

I don’t know if I should interfere. 

As the time pass, and it’s 3:05, I hear someone and I look up. A little far from me there is a girl, dressed in a skirt and top, near a child. She is sitting on her knees telling him something. 

It’s the same kid who is supposed to be kidnapped and killed by the guys. 

What is she doing, she shouldn’t be here

I raise up on my bike. 

Why the hell he didn’t tell me about a girl being there. Is she part of all this. Should I bother? 

Sighing for the last time, I am about to get up when I see the van coming towards them. It is in full speed racing towards both of them. The kid has started to cry in fear. The girl is trying to make him move but he is frozen at the spot due to fear. His cries are getting louder and the girl is getting more insistent. Both of them are still at the spot. The spot where the kid is supposed to die. They aren’t moving. 

There should be only one death tonight

She shouldn’t be there

Why do I care, if she is there? 

I will get what I want anyway. 

“Oh, what the hell” I move in quick speed just in time to be between the girl and the kid and the speeding van. 

As I throw them to the side, I know what’s coming for me. I quickly move to the side, saving myself from the blow of the speeding van. It wouldn’t have harmed me at all but I am near humans. It’s too risky to reveal anything. I am now more annoyed than before. 

“What were you thinking?” it’s the girl who speaks. Taking the kid in her arms as she moves towards me. 

“Don’t you think I should say the same” I look up this time dusting my jacket 

It’s her.  The girl I saved four years ago, the reason for my insanity.