💃DEANNA 💃
Devils and angels
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💃 Episode 21 💃
{Will you still love me.. when you’ve met my demons?}
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Deanna freshened up and la-id on the be-d. Stefan had alre-ady left and she was too tired to go to work.
A lot of worries kept going throu-gh her mind. She remembered her dream the other day.
FLASHBACK ⏪⏪
“The owners are yet to die..
That one over there… ” he paused and pointed to a white coffin that was slightly close “the owner is going to die soon”
Deanna stared at the small sized coffin that was slightly close. A voice was crying faintly from inside it.
PREs£nT ⏩⏩
The coffin belonged to Moira. How didn’t she know?
Tears trickled down Deanna’s cheeks as she thought of everyone who owned the coffin dead. Even herself.
Something dawned on her, the man in her dream was Rodgers and he was alre-ady dead.
More people would die. She could feel it. Her ordinary s-en-se wasn’t telling her that but the sixth s-en-se that always screamed danger.
Deanna tried slee-ping and blocking the thoughts from her head when her phone started ringing. She reached for the phone and checked the caller ID. It was Damon calling.
Deanna sighed and answered the call.
📱Good afternoon
📲 You’re late
📱I’m on my way
She sighed and ended the call before Damon could reply. She quic-kly got dressed and walked out of her room.
“Aunt Vickie?!” She called, walking into the living room
“I’m in the kitchen” Vickie replied faintly
Deanna walked into the kitchen and found Vickie chopping onions.
“What are you doing?” Deanna half yelled and snatched the knife from Vickie “you should be resting and not in the kitchen
“Deanna I’m not a kid okay? I’ll get lazy if I continue slee-ping”
“Then you could’ve called me to help you chop the onions”
“I can do it myself”
“But I alre-ady cooked, what do you nee-d onions for?”
“Deanna just let me”
Deanna opened her mouth to talk when her phone started ringing. She glanced at the caller ID and it was Damon calling.
“I’m off to work” Deanna informed “just sit and rest, I’ll do everything when I get back” she added and walked out.
Vickie stood transfixed staring into space. The death of Moira was slowly driving her crazy. The front door opened and slammed shut, meaning that Deanna’s had left. Vickie sighed and walked to the sink to wash her hands. She was now alone in the house. She turned on the faucet and washed her hands then dried them with a hand towel. She saw a reflection in the sink and it definitely wasn’t hers cause it was smiling evilly when she didn’t even have a smile on her face.
Vickie whirled around but there was no one behind her. She turned to the sink again and the reflection was laughing. Vickie screamed and turned to run out when she bu-mped into something, or someone.
Vickie looked up on the person she had bu-mped into and it was Courtney but she didn’t even know her cause they’ve never met before.
“How did you get in here?” Vickie asked, suddenly getting angry at intruder
“The front door was open so I c@m£ in to say high” Courtney replied
“Teenagers nowadays are so mannerless” Vickie said to herself “Who are you?”
“Oh! My bad! I forgot to introduce myself” Courtney chuckled “I’m Vivienne and you definitely don’t want to know more”
“what do you want?”
“I heard about the death of your daughter”
“She’s dead alre-ady” Vickie said and pointed to the door “you can leave now”
“Don’t be rude cause I’m quite wicked you know” Courtney hissed and her ton-gue was like that of a snake
“What.. what was that?” Vickie stuttered and stepped back but the sink st©pped her
“you don’t have to be scared. I won’t hurt you— I promise” Courtney sm-irked “All I want you to do is die peacefully.. I would’ve let him torture you like you daughter or kill you like your neighbor but I do have a conscience. You’ve been going throu-gh a lot since the death of you daughter so I’ll take it easy on you” Courtney took a step towards Vickie
“you killed Moira?”
Courtney scoffed and twisted some strands of Vickie’s hair on her f!nger. “just forget the details and go to be-d” she said peering into Vickie’s eyes
“You’ll die in your sleep tonight so you can spend more time with your precious daughter”
Vickie stood still with her eyes on Courtney’s. She was like someone who had been hypnotized.
Courtney hissed like a snake and walked out with a sm-irk.
THE PRESIDENT’S MANSION 🏡
“You don’t look happy” Damon observed as he proffered Deanna with a glas-s of chilled water
“I’m fine” Deanna replied with a sigh and took the glas-s
“You can’t lie to me” Damon said and sat beside Deanna on the couch
Deanna gulped down the water and kept the glas-s on the table.
“I’m really fine”
“If You say so.. But if you nee-d anyone to talk to then I’m here for you”
“Thanks” Deanna faked a smile
“Tell me about yourself”
“my life is a boring story.. There’s nothing to say about it”
“I’m interested”
Deanna sighed “I’m not in the mood”
“you said you’re fine”
“I’m fine but I’m not in the mood to talk about my boring life” Deanna raised her hands up in the air and fell back on the couch
“You’re stubborn” Damon pu-ll-ed her up and placed her head on his l@ps. Deanna tried struggling out from his grip but he held her firm.
“Don’t waste your strength” Damon stated, running his f!ngersthrou-gh her hair
“What are you doing?”
Damon shrugged “trying to make you chill and clear your head”
Deanna heaved a de-ep sigh “thanks” and shut her eyes. Damon sighed and continued stro-king her hair till she was gradually dozing off.
“Bonnie?” Damon called softly after a long silence
Deanna gradually opened her eyes sluggishly and gr-unted a reply.
“Did I interrupt your sleep?” Damon asked but didn’t st©p stro-king her hair
“No.. I wasn’t slee-ping” Deanna replied and tried sitting up but Damon dragged her back
“I was meaning to ask you… ” Damon paused and st©pped stro-king her hair “Do you have a d@t£? Like a serious one?”
“No– Why asking?”
“Nothing.. I just want to know” Damon replied and continued stoking her hair
Deanna sighed and shut her eyes again.
“Bonnie?!” He called again and Deanna replied without opening her eyes “what if I told you that I want you to be my d@t£”
“Is there another p@rty?” Deanna asked frustratingly
“I mean a serious d@t£.. Like my girlfriend”
Deanna got up with a start and moved away from him.
“Did I say something wrong?” Damon asked feeling guilty “there’s nothing wrong with it.. You’re always free to say no”
Deanna gazed at him and he didn’t look away. She couldn’t st©p wondering what the president’s son would want from her.
“You’re kidding me right?”
“I wish I was” Damon replied with a shrug
Deanna chuckled “that’s not how it’s done”
“How is it done?”
“You can’t d@t£ someone you don’t love”
“You think I don’t love you?”
“Do you?”
“Let’s go out tomorrow and I’ll answer that”
“I don’t think I…. ”
“I’m not taking no for an answer” Damon interrupted
“Alright” Deanna suc¢v-mbe-d
“I’ll pick you at 5”
“Alright” Deanna agreed smiling secretly. She was going to jilt him cause he didn’t even know where she lived. They talked of other less important things till late in the night then the driver drove her home.
Deanna arrived home and there were screaming and shouting coming from the neighborhood.
Her heart skipped a beat and she ran to the direction the noise was coming from.
“Not again” she drawled on seeing the police cars and ambulance parked in front of Meredith’s house.
Vickie was standing near a pillar and crying profusely.
“Aunt Vickie?!” Deanna called, hurrying up to her “what’s happening?”
“Meredith” Vickie cried uncontrollably
“What happened to her?”
“She was found lying dead in her bathroom” a woman standing near replied. Deanna screamed and broke down in tears.
“The police thinks it’s suicide” the woman went on to explain “but I don’t see why Meredith would take her own life”
Deanna sniffed and ran into the house in tears. She hurried to her room and placed a call to Stefan.
📱Hello stefan
📲 what’s wrong Deanna? You sound tensed
📱Meredith is dead
📲 what do you mean?
📱Meredith was found dead in her bathroom and the police thinks it’s suicide
📲 why would Meredith kill herself? We were together few hours ago and she looked perfectly fine
📱I think the devils killed her
📲 it’s late Deanna.. You shouldn’t call them
📱i’m scared of no one.. After the death of Moira, Rogers, and now Meredith, I’m not scared of them
📲 calm down Deanna and get some rest.. I’ll come over tomorrow
📱Okay.. Goodnight
📲 you too
Deanna sighed and ended the call. The sound of car doors slamming shut and the police siren and ambulance were heard as the cars drive into the night. Probably with Meredith’s corpse.
An evil laughter erupted in the room and Deanna looked around but there was no sign of anyone. Her pulse ramped up but she was trying ha-rd to fight fear.
“Who’s there?” Deanna asked with shaky voice
“Cipher!” A voice whispered across the room and the laughter seized. Deanna let out her breath in relief but didn’t run out of the room like she would’ve if she hadn’t made up her mind to fight the killer. Deanna fell back on the be-d and covered the sheets up to her che-st. Tears were rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably. More was going to happen, she could feel it.
THE NEXT DAY ☀
Deanna didn’t come out of her room the next day. She remained indoors crying her eyes out and depriving herself of food. The neighborhood wasn’t like it used to be. No one was cheerful. The death of Moira and Meredith’s sudden death made everyone suspect something was wrong somewhere.
There was going to be another death. Everyone thought. But everyone feared for their lives.
Deanna was happy about only one thing. Her aunt Millicent and uncle Adam would be visiting.
Deanna’s phone rang and she checked the screen. It was a message from Stefan and it re-ad,
💌 I’m outside your house
Deanna sighed and sluggishly got up from the be-d. She brushed her teeth and wore a jacket over her dress then headed outside. It was alre-ady 4:46 pm and she had completely forgotten her d@t£ with Damon. Or she remembered it but wasn’t interested in going. Deanna walked out throu-gh the front door and froze on what she saw. Damon and Stefan, standing beside a black, parked car.
Damon is here. She thought and her heart skipped a beat. What if he found out she was Deanna.
She acted cool and walked up to them.
“hi Stefan! Hi Damon!” She greeted nervously
“Deanna!” Damon smiled, revea-ling a perfect set of white, sparkling teeth “do you also live here?”
“Yeah” Deanna chuckled nervously “This is my house and I live here”
“Nice.. Is Bonne in?” Damon asked
Deanna’s heart exploded “who’s Bonnie?”
“She lives here too”
Deanna bur-st into laughter to hide her nervousness “You’ve got a wrong address. I live here and there’s no Bonnie living here”
“But her clothes are spre-ad on the line” Damon pointed to the line she has spre-ad her clothes
“There’s no Bonnie here.. Those clothes are mine”
“What’s going on?” Stefan who had been watching quietly asked
“Okay fine.. Bonnie lives here” Deanna blurted out “I was just trying to pu-ll your legs. I’ll go call her” she added and walked into the house
Deanna plodded into her room and hurriedly dressed as Bonnie. She was tired and hungry to pl@ytwo roles.
Deanna did a light make up and wore her wig then hurried outside.
“Damon!” Deanna waved immediately she stepped out as Bonnie.
Damon waved back and she hurried to where they were standing.
“I don’t know what’s happening but I nee-d to see Deanna” Stefan said and proceeded to walk to the house. Deanna tried st©pping him when he wig hung on Damon’s jacket.
TBC