#12 – What Do You Expect From Me? I’m Only Demonic.

Oct. 31st

11:00 PM


‘You have no right!’ I screamed. ‘Jackie! This is my body, not yours!’

I don’t think I’d ever been this hysterical in my life.

“Shut up, Eve, shut up shut up shut up! I need to save my family. I can’t focus if you keep screeching in my ear.”

‘You are so dead once I kick you out of here.’

Jackie was currently walking down the street, hidden by the shadows. She had managed to sneak out of the mansion with the help of Matt. He was supposed to meet up with us later. Apparently, Jackie didn’t care to tell him I was talking to her in my head.

“You don’t need to worry about that. I’ll probably be grounded until the end of time. Or dead.”

It took a while, but I could finally see through my own eyes. I still couldn’t take back control over my limbs, but at least I could blink when I wanted to. It gave me little joy to know that I was re-linked with sight. Slowly, my limbs had to start working with me again.

Right?

‘Why did you have to possess me? You couldn’t have just asked me to do something?’

“No. It doesn’t work like that. The demons are…they’re planning something.”

‘Yeah, the raising of the Devil. Right? I overheard your parents talking about it at the huge Council meeting where you got grounded then.’

“It’s not just that.” My head shook back and forth. It was unnerving hearing my voice talking…to me. “The demons will instantly know that I’m a demon hunter if I went in my body. A soul possessing someone else’s body can be mistaken as a demon. It will be hard for them to tell. However, tonight, when all demons are let loose to wreck havoc before the arrival of the Devil, I can blend in. What’s one more demon out of millions?”

‘Just tell me what your plan is, or the second I’m regaining power over my body, I’m kicking you out so fast you won’t be tell what hit you.’

“Tsk, tsk. Threats? Eve, that’s not like you.”

‘Not parent me.’

There was silence as Jackie hopped over a locked gate. I wasn’t surprised that we had arrived in a cemetery. The sounds of crows cawing in the trees sent shivers up my spine. Just the idea of crows made the place five times more creepy. Somehow.

“We’re going to raise the Devil before they can, so we can destroy him.”

‘What?!’ My mind froze as we neared the tomb.

“And I’m going to need all the soul’s I can get to help me do just that.”

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#10 – Try Not To Die This Halloween. Please.

Oct. 31st

5:00 AM


Halloween.

The most dangerous night of the year.

Also the day that the demon hunters go bananas.

Apparently, the barrier between the demon world and human world is weaker on All Hallow’s Eve. A big surprise given how Halloween is all about happiness and ponies with rainbows.

But honestly, based on all the lore and horror movies I’ve seen, I’m not that surprised. It’s kind of scary how unsurprised I am. Besides the whole being possessed to kill some demon hunter slayer person that was trying to kill me and shot my roommate.

Yeah.

Besides that.

“You’re grounded.”

(Yeah, Jackie didn’t turn into a zombie, sorry!)

“I refuse that! I didn’t do anything!”

“You ran away from home, rented an apartment, got a human roommate, and nearly killed said human roommate. Tell me, where the ‘I didn’t do anything‘ comes into play, because I am dying to know.”

I guess Jackie didn’t have a good response to that. I wouldn’t either. Honestly, I’d just be super happy to be grounded and not have to go out to face the scary monsters. I might not be surprised they were real, but that in no way meant I was ready to die by the hand of one. AND LET’S BE REAL, with absolutely no training, there was no way I could kill anything before it killed me.

Maybe an ant.

I could probably take on a kid. If this was some weird Hunger Games crap.

But a demon toddler?

“That’s not fair.”

“Jackie, I am your mother. Fair is not in my vocabulary.”

I had to give it to the woman. She was as terrifying as Satan himself. Maybe it was the double edged swords at her back and the spiked helmet and chain mail. If Jackie’s Mom ever went head to head with the Ultimate Demon Bad Boy, I wouldn’t be surprised if she kicked his sorry spiky little red ass.

“I deserve to be out there tonight, more than anyone. I’ve been following them for more than a month! I know where their hideouts are and I could even get an in if I need to! I’m willing to die to get what we need and you’re not even listening to -”

Enough!” Jackie’s Mom snapped, jolting to her feet. I swear ice froze over the tall windows in the conference room. She slammed her fist down onto the wood of the table and it splintered. “You already died once. I don’t think you are taking that seriously enough. You violated the sacred laws that have been set. Tonight, you will not leave this house. You will help us as much as you can here with the injured.” She turned to the rest of the room, eyes filled with cold fire as she sucked in a breath of air and raised her fist. “Tonight! WE FIGHT!”

Shouts rang out throughout the room and there were cheers as the rest of the hunters slammed to their feet, chairs toppling over as they bellowed out their approval.

Matt grabbed my arm and pulled me away to keep me from being trampled.

“They’re acting like this is a war,” I murmured. “How often do they gather like this?”

Matt looked on at the group of hunters with a calmness I couldn’t understand. “Tonight’s special. There’s only one like this every one hundred years.”

“Whoa,” I breathed out. My eyes found Jackie easily. She was the only one still sitting at the table. Her eyes remained on the table before her. She liked slightly dazed. “Jackie must be devastated.”

Matt didn’t say anything.

Eve, Jackie’s voice snapped around in my head and I grimaced.

“What!” I yelped. Matt’s hand tightened around my arm. He didn’t take his eyes from Jackie’s still form. His arm was tense and he looked about ready to pounce.

Jackie. It’s Jackie. I looked back at her. You need to help me. I can’t let them go into this alone.

Her eyes were closed so tight I could almost see the crinkle lines from where I stood at the other end of the room.

What? I repeated.

I’m sorry.

And yet another moment in time where I was met with darkness.

I don’t recall blacking out this much before when I didn’t have a roommate. 

*Turns Out I’m Not Crazy! (I think.)

A lot has happened since last time you saw me. Or heard from me, rather.

Yeah, I threw up.

I had a mental breakdown, saw a dead body, and threw up. I’m only human, what do you expect?

After that happened, I passed out. Surprise, surprise, I woke up in a bed in a freaking mansion. That dead guy in my living room – who was in fact the guy who shot Jackie in the first place and was AKA Talking On Phone Loudly Guy – wasn’t joking when he said my roommate was rich. She was loaded. Or her parents were.

Matt explained a lot of things to me and I’m going to try to explain some here before I have to go face the music.

One of the reasons I barfed up my stomach earlier was because my body – human body, of course – wasn’t prepared for what Jackie did.

Don’t get any weird ideas. She just possessed me.

No, she’s not a demon, and neither is Matt. (I asked.) They’re both demon hunters.

Jackie comes from a very powerful family of demon hunters that have been around for thousands of centuries. Matt is a demon hunter, but his focus isn’t on the actual hunting, it’s on researching demon attacks and finding out what their next moves are.

Basically, he made it seem like it’s some huge well-oiled machine and that I just messed it up. Well, me and Jackie.

Jackie died. She lost her body and while she was waiting – because surprise, again, apparently she wasn’t really dead – for her body to heal itself, her soul took a detour and came to the apartment. She found me just in time and took over my body. I woke up with no knowledge of that.

Apparently, part of Demon Hunting 101 is to never harm a human. Unless absolutely necessary. That includes, maiming, killing, throwing, blah blah blah, and possessing.

I didn’t want to be around when Jackie got her punishment for that. But, unfortunately, it looks like I was.

Partly because, I didn’t have a car or my cell phone. And even if I did, Matt took me to this undisclosed/secret location while I was unconscious so I now have no idea where I am and Matt won’t tell me.

Now, I was sitting in the waiting room to her room – yeah she has a waiting room to her private bedroom on her own wing of the place. Apparently her dead body is there – healing itself or whatever, and I was invited to be there when she finally woke up.

Lucky me.

I’ll let you know how it goes.

If Jackie turns out to be a zombie, I’ll post pictures.

#7 – I Swear, I Wasn’t Eavesdropping

Oct. 28th – posted: Oct. 29th because forgive me if I didn’t have time to write this after coming home past 1 AM.

Matt called me.

Yeah, Matt Charles, my friend from middle school when we were wee-babies?

Yeah, that Matt Charles.

Well, I think it was an accident. He called the apartment phone. I would remember his voice from anywhere.

You have one new voice message. First voice message sent October 28th at 11:46 PM. From: Matthew Charles. Duration: 10 secs.

“They’re coming for you. I’ve warned your family, but things are getting dangerous. I suggest you leave the apartment. Call me if you need anything. I’ll be checking on you.”

To erase this message press –

The front door lock clicked and the door swung open quietly. There were sounds of socked feet on the floor before, “Oh! Eve, you’re still up?”

“Yeah, I just got home.”

I saw Jackie glance at the clock as she flicked the light switch on. “This late?” She gave me a weird look. “Everything okay?”

I smirked. “Of course. Why? I can’t go out now on a Friday night?”

“No,” Jackie laughed, “You can, you just…haven’t before.”

I shook my head, “I don’t know. I don’t think you know me that well, Jacks. For all you really know, I’m a crazy crazy party animal.”

Jackie eyed me. “Right.”

“What are you doing out so late?”

“Me? Oh! There was some crazy Halloween rave party downtown. The Zombie Santa Turkeys were playing at the club and things got a little crazy.” She held up her heels which were broken, muddy, and mangled. It looked like someone had put it through a chopper.

“Sounds like fun,” I said, my eyes taking in her messy hair and disgruntled appearance.

She smiled suddenly and said, “I totally would’ve invited you, but it was already really hard for me to get in, and I had an invite! The bouncers carded me! Can you believe that? And then they said I wasn’t on the list and refused to let me in. I had to pull some strings but finally made it.”

“I see, well, glad you’re safe.”

“Yeah, you too.”

“I’m going to shower. Unless you want to go first?”

Jackie shook her head. “No, you’re good. I need to stuff some food in my face before I pass out.” Her giggle echoed off the walls.

Stumbling to the bathroom, I realized that I was more tired than I thought I was. And a massive headache was pummeling my brain to bits. I turned on the shower and started sliding out of my dress before I remembered that I needed to get my towel. I showered the morning before and hung my towel in my room to dry and completely forgot.

Darting out of the bathroom, I went to my room. I grabbed my towel and was heading back out when I heard Jackie’s voice.

I feel like if anyone whispers, it instantly piques someone’s curiosity. No matter what they’re talking about. My curiosity was the worst. And the death of me. As everyone that knows me has frequently told me.

“You shouldn’t have called the main line! What were you thinking?” I heard Jackie hiss. She was still in the kitchen, and I was standing in the hallway, one foot past the door to go back into the bathroom, and half of my body in the hall.

Maybe it just took me a really long time to walk back to the bathroom, okay?

“Of course she listened to it! It’s her apartment too.”

Was she talking to Matt? Wait, was the message for her? I guess that would make sense, if they knew each other. Did they know each other? But how?

“I’m fine. You don’t need to check on me, I don’t need a lousy babysitter…My mother?…Sure, you can tell my mother that…Yes, to her face. I already went to my family’s stupid conference. I don’t need a lecture from you too…I have to go. Don’t call here again!”

Before I could whirl into the bathroom and close the door, Jackie was storming down the hallway, a dark look on her face. When she saw me, her eyes widened and a split second later, she was back to her smiling, girly-squeal self.

She rolled her eyes dramatically as she flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Prank calls, am I right? So uncool.”

I gave a quick smile and nodded hurriedly before closing the door. I hopped into the shower two seconds later and stood under the cold water, hoping the brain freeze would snap me out of my triggered detective mode.

How did Matt know Jackie? And what was so dangerous that he had to warn her?

 

 

*Halloween Movies, Family, and Disappearing Roommates

Topics:

  • Halloween Movies
  • Family
  • Disappearing Roommates

Pretty self-explanatory from the title of the post, but I just wanted to give it a little more structure, especially since it’s my first time really talking about something besides narrating my day with the roommate.

 


Halloween Movies / Family

First, I wanted to share some of the movies I like, especially around Halloween time.

Movies. I like horror movies. Or at least I did. Now, they’ve all kind of lost their touch. I don’t get scared anymore. It’s very, very hard to scare me. And every time someone finds out this small tidbit of info, they spend weeks trying to scare me.

Sorry, but no.

Not happening anytime soon.

Don’t try to scare me, it won’t work. I get surprised, but not “scared”.

If I were to be completely honest with everyone, I’d chalk it up to me having a certain horrible event happen to me in my younger years. Nobody knows what happened to me, not even me. The psychiatrist says I’ve suppressed it. Even with all her tests and prodding questions, I have no idea what happened to me. As far as I can remember, I’ve had a lovely life living with my Aunt and Uncle in Oregon with their three children.

My psychiatrist says that I have only lived with them from the age of ten. Not since I was a child. When she asks what happened to my parents, I can’t remember. People say they’ve disappeared. That they left me for my relatives to take care of, but in my heart I know that’s not right.

Nothing’s right.

 My goodness, I’m so sorry! This post just got incredibly sad and depressing. Um. Sorry about that.

My favorite Halloween movie has got to be Hocus Pocus. Every Halloween, Uncle Trent would gather his family around the TV in the living room and watch the movie. Apparently, I found out later, that it took me four years until I finally joined them on Halloween. I was told that every Halloween since I was ten, I’d lock myself in my room. No one would know what I would do in there, but I think I was just hiding.

As far as I can personally remember, I love Hocus Pocus. Witches are great. They have magic and can fly on broomsticks. I mean, come on, can you do that?

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Extra Fun Side Note:

There’s a channel on YouTube called The Hillywood Show. The duo consists of Hilly Hindi and Hannah Hindi. They make parodies ranging from Sherlock, Hocus Pocus, Twilight, and (yes) Supernatural. If you haven’t seen their parodies, go check them out! They’re awesome.

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My fascination with all things supernatural was something I didn’t tell many people. Many in middle school found that part of me weird and I found out, it didn’t earn me any friends. The only person who I still talk to from those days was Matthew Charles. He became my best friend. Ever since that day during lunch break when I got into an argument with the school bully that Casper the Friendly Ghost could’ve certainly have been real. (I don’t believe that now, but I did then)

Matt had my back. He said it was true, and that he’d even met him before! I was so surprised that I practically jumped on that friendship. I pestered him with questions ever since. No one bothered me after that. They let us be. We were the ghost hunters of middle school and even started a club in high school. Until sophomore year when life got to us. Everyone listened to Matt because he was the foreign exchange student from London. His accent swayed almost all the girls, and the guys thought he was cool enough to be on the Lacrosse team.

I’m almost 100% sure if Matt hadn’t believed in ghosts, we’d never have become friends.

 

Q: What’s your favorite Halloween movie? Do you have a family tradition?

 


Disappearing Roommates

Jackie has been away for a few days and I’m actually starting to get a little bit concerned.

Last time I saw her was Sunday when she had her Uncle over and they invited me to their seance. Over going to my room and studying, I didn’t leave until dinner and by then they had already left. I figured it was to go out for a family dinner, since that’s what she had told me she was doing the day before.

It think over this past few weeks she’s started to grow on me. She texted me once on Tuesday saying:

From: Jackie

goin home 4 a cuple days – Not sure how longg. ill have rent by Tues -Jax

Besides the atrocity that is her grammar and spelling, I wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. I didn’t know anything about her family and was kind of curious to see. She did mention once that she took after her aunt Jolie because they both loved sports, but also that they were polar opposites because her aunt despised Halloween.

Anyway, I’m sure she’s fine.

From: Eve

Okay! Don’t worry about it. Hope you have a nice time with your family!