Page 43 of Demon's Desire
I made my way in that direction, and I could hear him following me. I decided since he was here, I was more comfortable wearing clothes, so I quickly ducked into my room and shut the door to change before he could follow me again. I put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before coming back out and heading for the couch.
“Why did you make coffee?” I asked.
“Why?” he repeated as he sat down beside me. “I knew Kelly would be waking up soon, and I assumed you would be waking up with her. I was awake, anyway. I’ve been watching you both long enough that I knew how to do it.”
“You didn’t want me to get up, though,” I reminded him as I took a sip of my coffee. “You wanted me to go back to sleep. So… You just made coffee for Kelly?”
He shrugged. “Contrary to what she may believe, I am… aware of how upsetting my presence is, especially for her. It’s not my intention to cause distress. It was a peace offering.”
I smiled at him. “You really don’t know Kelly well enough.”
“What?” He frowned. “What do you mean?”
“She’s not really a ‘peace offering’ person,” I explained, chuckling. “She’s more blunt. Confrontational. Doing things for her, in her eyes, doesn’t mean much. But, whether she appreciates it or not… that was a sweet thing to do.”
He relaxed when I said that and winked at me. “I’m glad you think so.”
I rolled my eyes at the reemergence of his cocky attitude. As I did, Suldeargan wandered over to the window and looked out onto the street. I watched him carefully. As I started to grow relatively calm about the whole thing—and by relatively, I mean I wasn’t hyperventilating—I started to grow more curious about a few things.
“So what do you normally do during the day?” I asked, taking another sip.
He looked back at me and leaned against the wall. “Whatever I can. Grocery stores are usually fun. Possessing people and rearranging things, slipping items into people’s bags that they didn’t pay for, messing with cashiers. I like crowded places. Bars and parties are good places to be in general. Grab someone’s ass then disappear. Knock over someone’s drink. Steal a few things that will bother people when they realize they’re missing.”
I frowned as he spoke. “That all sounds mean.”
“Mean?” he scoffed. “Mean would be crashing cars or–”
“Or setting things on fire?” I crossed my arms.
“Yeah.” He simply nodded. “That’s not what I do.”
“What you do is still mean,” I pointed out.
“No, it isn’t.” He spoke with a condescending attitude.
“Why do you even do that stuff?” I glared. “You think it’s funny to upset people? You don’t think they get angry or scared when they realize what’s happened?”
“None of it is serious.” He glanced out the window again. “I need to do it. They’ll get over it.”
“You don’t need to inconvenience people like that,” I argued.
“I do,” he said, looking back at me. “It’s what I do, Mia. I’m a demon. It’s not a quirk or a bad habit. It’s innate.”
“What… What does that mean?” I furrowed my eyebrows, confused.
“Demons aren’t what you think they are,” he began. “We aren’t evil spirits from hell. We don’t work for some head demon called Satan. I have a cousin named Lucifer, but that’s more of a coincidence.”
I was more confused now. I mean, I didn’t know about Satan or anything, but if the demons weren’t evil… “What are you, then?”
“Chaos.” He nodded. “The first demons were pure chaos. The universe had too much of it, so the chaos was funneled until it formed creatures. This was around the time that Earth was created. The more time passed, the creatures, the original demons, began to breed. Now our numbers are somewhere in the hundreds of thousands.”
“Hold on,” I said quickly, shaking my head and standing up. “How are there–?”
I was cut off by a sudden knock at the door. I looked over at it and paused. Kelly was still in the shower. Who would that be? I turned back to him. “Can you make yourself–?”
“I already have.” He nodded.
I relaxed and moved over to the door. I opened it and was surprised to see Helen standing there. “Oh, hi. Was I making noise?”