Killian's Game

"Fuck..." I clenched my teeth, unable to watch as paramedics took away my best friend's body.To even think that the last time I had met with him, we had had an argument was just so guilt-wrenching... How did that happen? Who did that to him?"Mr. Reid?" A male voice called and I raised my head at him. My eyelids drooped heavy with grief. No doubt my eyes haven't turned red. "Do you mind following us to the station? We will need to ask some questions." He asked calmly.The least I could do for Alvin now is find his killer right? I thought to myself, glancing at the bloody knife, which was being picked up by a cop wearing gloves.With the strength left in me, I stood up and followed the detective out of Alvin's apartment.It was dark already, with people around the house; it did seem like I was the killer when I walked out of the house with the officers following me, but did I care?I entered the van, and I was driven off to the station; if I had been close to any family members, I wou

It's night already... At least a little bit peaceful. I would have just teleported, but my powers are weak, and I can't do so much for now except walk amongst this crowd, my black dress different from their overly designed clothes, but do they care?I stopped at the front of a police station after walking for a while, glancing at it. Now all I have to do is find someone who is in dire need of help. We demon help mortals, but we receive more from them.I closed my eyes and everything around me stopped moving, yes. I need concentration. The air around me suddenly seemed intense and wild. Evidence that I was connected already.Okay, there are too many corrupt mortals right here, and they all seem to have given up to fate, I told myself, unable to find anybody who seemed to help. Maybe I should just visit the hospital.I was about to open my eyes when I felt the presence. Of course, a corrupt mortal who wanted help. It did seem like he was being accused of something...I tightened my clos

"What are you doing..." I paused seeing a smirk appear on his face. How dare he!No one had ever given me an attitude as this stranger was beginning to do. Standing all tall and mighty, hands tucked into his pocket, watching me as though I was some helpless shit at his mercy—which was true though."I guess you already made up your mind." He started, leaning away from the wall."I haven't said the word.""And you have three seconds to..." He paused, and I could feel him run his eyes on me.God, I wanted to punch that proud smirk away from his face. I hated the way he stared at me."What would you gain by having me freed?" I asked. There was a hint of sarcasm in my voice.Having kept eye contact with him seemed to be making me feel helpless, and I wanted to look away, but still, I couldn't! He should be terrified of me, not the other way.Shit! Had being in jail affected me this much?First, a detective accuses me of murdering my friend; now, this weirdo in a black cloak is staring at m

"Aren't you going to enter?" I asked, still behind Reid, who had been staring at the house before us.He turned to me. "I told you we didn't have to come here." He said."Are you going to tell me what to do?""Or what?" He scoffed. "You saved me, yet I'm going to repay it. You don't have to command me around like some fuckin errand boy, and I'm not willing to go into that house if it's on your order!"I breathed out. I tucked my hand into my pocket and I began taking a step forward; he wasn't willing to move, standing his ground and staring at me as though he was ready to punch my face.He had refused to come here—his family house where he lived as well. I didn't care why he refused, but he needed to see for himself that he was freed and he owed me his life and would be willing to do all I asked him to. I stopped a few steps away from him—lowering my head to meet his stern looks that obviously meant nothing but a weak mortal trying not to look weak.Reid definitely was the right choi

"You are back!" Lia shouted as soon as we stepped into the house.Killian didn't look my way—he hadn't either as I watched him take his seat on the one-seater sofa."Hey," she called my attention, and I turned to her forcing a smile.Not for heaven’s sake—after what I’ve just seen—could I ever act normal around them again.What the hell have I seen back in the tattoo shop! First, he froze humans like it was nothing then... The shop owner... Oh fucking hell!"Bet Killian's behind this," Lia muttered, eyeing him. He didn’t return the glance—like we didn’t exist. I didn't even know what their relationship was, and neither did I care. I seem to have gotten myself into trouble and I swear I'm already regretting accepting his help.Should I already start to plan my escape?"Have your seat, I'll go bring some coffee," Lia said as she walked towards Killian; she muttered something to him, and Killian responded back.I took my seat on the third sofa, placing my luggage on the floor. I wasn't e