Joy’s POV
“Is Dante coming ?” Lex asked sleepily from the couch, just when I was about to tip toe my way outside.
“Yeah,” I sheepishly answered while hugging my shoes close to me.
“Oh ok,” he answered as he got up. “Here, let me help you to the door. You could have rested here by the way. You don’t look in a condition to travel,” he added. What a gentleman !
“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up or go without telling. I was about to write a note to you. I already feel bad for imposing myself on you and overstaying my welcome,” I sheepishly replied.
“It was no imposition and you seemed to be badly hurt. Do you remember how you got hurt ?” Lex asked, evidently fearful that the “human” might have stumbled upon the “supernatural secret”.
“Oh I don’t remember much,” I put his fears to rest. “I just remember an old lady crying and screaming for help. I went to help her but someone suddenly hit me on the head from behind and pushed me down the hill,” I truthfully elucidated the incident
