💃 DEANNA 💃
Devils and angels
💃 Author Viola 💃
💃 Episode 5 💃
{Will you still love me.. when you’ve met my demons}
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Stefan drove Deanna to her house and st©pped at the front yard.
“Thank you.. I was so tired to trek” Deanna said when the car c@m£ to a st©p
“The plea-sure is mine” Stefan said then asked “How’s the family treating you?”
“Fair enough” Deanna replied but she knew she was lying. All they ever did was give her loads of work with little or no food.
“If you feel you aren’t being treated well then let me know. I’ll make provision for you”
“Am fine.. I wouldn’t want to be a burden”
“you’re not a burden to me Deanna”
Deanna smiled “Thank you”
“I’ll like us to hang out together.. maybe Sunday after church”
Deanna stared at him thoughtfully “That would be if am less busy”
“You shouldn’t be working on Sundays.. Don’t tell me you’re working as a maid there”
“No. The Bruce are nice people”
“Then I’ll hope for Sunday”
“Alright”
“Goodbye” Stefan leaned forward and pe-cked her cheek
“Bye” Deanna opened the door and got down. She watched Stefan’s car till he drove out of sight before she walked to the house.
Deanna knocked on the door and it was opened shortly by Moira.
“you’re finally back” Moira breathed out in relief “Come wash my bathroom.. It’s stinking”
“I nee-d to rest Moira, go wash it yourself” Deanna spat out and proceeded to walk to her room
“Did you just talk back at my daughter?” Vickie asked, approaching Deanna menacingly
“I.. I.. didn’t”
“you better not else you’re leaving my house” Vickie threatened “now go wash the bathroom and make sure it’s sparking clean”
“yes ma’am” Deanna bowed nervously and hurried out.
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Deanna finished washing the bathroom and every other chore she had to do in the house. It was late in the night when she finished and had a bath. She locked herself in her room and sat on the be-d collecting stamps.
“Deanna?!” Vickie called knocking on Deanna’s door. Deanna quic-kly switched off the light and pretended to fall asleep.
Vickie knocked again “Open the door Deanna, I know you’re not slee-ping”
Deanna hissed and covered her face with pillow.
“Deanna?!” Vickie ban-ged the door “you’re so doomed when you come out” she seethed and stomped out
“Am never going to get out of here” Deanna told herself and hvgged her pillow.
A sudden strong wind blew into the room and the ban-ged the doors and rattled the shutters. Deanna felt chills down her spine then the sudden sickly smell of rotting garbage followed. She got up to shut the window when she saw a car headlight as the car drove out.
“The Bruce are going out” she smiled “so cool.. home alone”
Her eyes drifted to a figure that was standing un-der a tree outside. It was a manly figure and he was staring right at her but she couldn’t see his face cause he stood un-der the dark. Deanna quic-kly shut the window and la-id un-der her sheet in fear.
“I’m sure it’s fine. Just a shadow” she tried consoling herself.
Deanna heard keyboards clacked and got alarmed.
“Someone is in the house” Deanna got out from the be-d and pu-ll-ed her cloak ti-ghter around her shivering b©dy. She walked out of the room and the keyboard clack seized. A floorboard creaked un-der her feet and she ran in fear. She heard the sound of plates falling in the kitchen.
“Am not alone” Deanna said to herself. She crept into the kitchen. It was empty.. yet her heart wouldn’t settle. Something was definitely wrong somewhere. She could feel eyes on her.
“Weapon” her mind screamed “I nee-d weapon”
She darted towards the workt©p. Like always, Vickie had left her chopping knife out. Deanna slid her f!ngersaround the ru-bber grip, her hands were shaking in fear. That was when she saw a shape in the window over the sink.
A reflection.
A cry broke from herl-ips as she whirled around.
But nothing.. No one.
Her pulse ranked and she got more scared. She threw a glance back at the window and realized the reflection was just herself.
“Deanna how could you be so stupid?” she scoffed “and here I was thinking there was a gh….”
f!ngersclosed around her ankle. Deanna screamed.
She looked down to see who held her but the light went out. She screamed at the t©p of her lungs as the hand dragged her. Deanna fought, and struggled as she screamed and say only upright on be-d.
It was all a dream.
Deanna got up from be-d and ran out of her room.
“Aunt Vickie?!” she called running round the house “Moira?!”
The house was quiet.
There was no one. Just her
Deanna ran out of the house and saw a car headlight at a distance as the car cruised into the road. The Bruce were going out and she was left alone.
Deanna got scared. Her dream was repeating.
She ran back into the house to take her phone. Deanna collected her phone from her be-dside drawer and proceeded to leave the room when the door cli-cked into the lock.
“oh my God! This can’t be happening” her pulse ramped up. She tried dialling Stefan’s number but her phone fell off her shaky hands. Deanna picked up the phone and ran to the door. She clasped the handle and pressed it down.
Running out of the room, Deanna tied her hair up and ran out of the house. immediately she stepped out of the house, the light in the entire house went out.
“This house is haunted” Deanna shuddered and turned to run but bu-mped into someone. She screamed and fell back with a start.
“Deanna are you okay?”
Deanna looked up to see who spoke and was surprised at who she saw “Stefan?!”
“Am sorry I scared you.. I didn’t mean to”
Deanna heaved a sigh of relief as he helped her up “I was about calling you” she said
“I guess it’s a perfect timing”
Deanna nodded
“What’s up? you looked tensed”
“There’s a ghost in there” Deanna blurted out and Stefan arched his brows. She rolled her eyes and face palmed herself “now you’re staring at me like I’ve got 5 heads.. you got to believe me, I know what am saying”
“I believe you” Stefan stated
“you do?”
“I do” Stefan took her hand “come with me.. we nee-d to talk”
Deanna followed Stefan to the garden where there was a bench.
“Sit” Stefan gestured and she obeyed “now tell me what you saw”
“I’ve been having weird dreams and….” Deanna looked up at Stefan and realized he was losing his hair and his skin was turning gray and leathery.
“you’re not Stefan” she pushed him and took to her heels
“what makes you think so?” Stefan’s head changed to that of a girl and his voice screeched like rusty hinge. Deanna screamed and ran and he went after her. She dashed for the street and wasn’t looking. Deanna didn’t notice the car that was coming to her direction. She ran into the road without looking and got knocked down by the car.
“$h!t!” Damon cussed and pu-ll-ed the car to a halt
“we killed someone” Ben blurted out
“you can’t be sure” Damon said unfastening his seatbelt then he got down
“she doesn’t look harmed” Ben observed
“But she’s unconscious.. I guess from the shock” Damon said
“Let’s just dump her by the side of the road. She can find her way home when she wakes up” Ben suggested
“That’s wicked” Damon protested studying Deanna “Deanna?!” he g@sped
“Do you know her?” Ben asked
“Yes.. I mean no.. I do.. but not really”
Ben raised his brows “there wasn’t a s-en-se in what you said”
“I know.. Just help me take her into the car”
“Are you even hearing yourself?” Ben asked in disbelief
“Just open the car door” Damon ordered and carried Deanna in his arms bridal style. Ben opened the door and Damon la-id Deanna on the backseat.
“where will you take her?” Ben asked
“my house”
“what?”
“Shut up Ben! She’s Stefan’s friend, I’ll just go dump her on him”
Ben chuckled “Alright then”
They got into the car and drove off. Damon arrived home after dropping Ben off. He remained in his car thinking of a way to sneak Deanna into the house without his mom and talkative Tracey seeing them.
Damon glanced at the unconscious Deanna lying in the backseat.
“Rake her to the hospital” his subconsciousness told him but he discarded the idea. It didn’t look like Deanna was hurt. Damon got down from the car and headed to the mansion without Deanna. He walked inside and everyone had gone to be-d. Even the workers.
He returned to his car and carried Deanna out. Damon walked into the mansion with Deanna in his arms. He thought of taking her to Stefan but dismissed the idea. Stefan was Damon’s cousin but he was still Cipher’s enemy so he couldn’t take her to him. Rather he was to bring division between the two. He carried Deanna up to his room and placed her on his be-d.
“I so despise nerds” Damon said irritatedly and re-moved her glas-ses and threw it out there window. He re-moved her cloak, leaving her on only her nightie then covered her with a duvet.
Damon walked into the bathroom and soa-ked himself in the bath. One hour later, he walked out wearing a bathrobe. Deanna was still lying unconscious on the be-d. She’s didn’t even move from where he kept her.
“Maybe I should call a doctor” Damon said to himself then placed his hand on her forehead. He suddenly wished he was an angel then he would resuscitate her. but he couldn’t cause he was a devil. Damon walked to his closet and wore his pajamas then went to the guests room to sleep.
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“My life is getting better” Tracey said with a hvge grin
“what’s the good news?” a maid asked proffering her with a cu-p of coffee
“Are you serious?” the maid chuckled “Today is Saturday”
The maid laughed “so that’s your joy”
“Exactly! Nothing is cool as not going to school”
The maid laughed and returned to her work. Tracey took a dainty sip from her coffee and placed it on the coffee table.
“Where’s Damon?” Stefan asked Tracey
“He isn’t out yet” Tracey replied and added “I’ll go check on him” then she got up and headed to Damon’s room
“Damon?!” Tracey called knocking on Damon’s door “Damon?!”
There was no reply then her hand went to the door handle.
“Hey!” Damon held her hand from behind “you can’t barge into my room” he re-moved her hand from the door handle.
“I knocked and called for a million times but there was no reply”
“you called just twice” Damon stated pointedly
Tracey rolled her eyes “Whatever! I just wanted to know why you aren’t out yet– just to be sure you aren’t dead”
Damon squee-zed her hand and she yelped in pain.
“why did you do that?” Tracey asked sl@pping his shoulder
“I just wanted you to confirm whether am dead or not”
“you’re a demon Damon”
“That’s nice but trust me, you won’t love me when you’ve met my demon”
Tracey huffed loudly and proceeded to leave when Deanna screamed from Damon’s room.
“What was that?” Tracey st©pped and asked
“It…. ” Damon tried explaining when Deanna screamed again
“someone is in there” Tracey said
“No one shares me room with me.. it’s from the television”
“televisions doesn’t sound like…. ”
Deanna screamed and ran to the door “let me out of here” she ban-ged on the door
“Is that from the television too?” Tracey crossed her arms and gave him a level stare
“How’s this your business Tracey?” Damon asked gripping the door handle ti-ght so Deanna wouldn’t open the door.
“This is kidnap! Let me out of here!” Deanna shouted
“Kidnap?” Tracey scoffed “I’ll go call mom”
“you won’t” Damon gr@bb£d her arm and made her look into his eyes “look at me. You will go back to your room and won’t remember what happened. you didn’t hear any voice either. Repeat”
“I don’t remember anything about now. I didn’t hear any voice” she said obe-diently, her eyes on his
“Good” Damon re-leased her “You can go”
Tracey nodded and walked straight to her room like someone who had been hypnotized. Damon heaved a sigh and walked into his room.
“You again!” Deanna g@sped when he walked in
Damon locked the door and ran his f!ngersthrou-gh his hair “you almost blew my cover”
“what am I doing here?”
“I picked you from the brothel” Damon replied and walked pas-sed her to the be-d
Deanna looked into her nightie and Damon chuckled “you’re kidding right?” she asked
“I don’t have time for games” Damon replied “you sle-pt too long– was last night that stressful?”
“Last night?”
“Right! You were drun!k, I don’t expect you to remember anything but you were really good. So obe-dient” Damon glanced at the che-st of drawers “your pay is in the first drawer.. freshen up and leave”
Deanna wra-pped her arms around her che-st and screamed.
“Hey! Shut up! I live with my family” Damon hushed but Deanna continued screaming
Someone knocked on the door. “Deanna?!”
It was Stefan.
Damon covered Deanna’s mouth with his palm so she doesn’t shout.
“Deanna are you in there?” Stefan knocked repeatedly “Damon?!”
The door opened and Damon stood at the doorway. “What do you want?”
“I thought I heard someone screaming”
“it’s from the television”
Stefan stared at him not really convinced.
“Okay” he managed to say
Damon slammed the door at Stefan’s face and walked to the closet. He had locked Deanna in there cause it was a sound proof closet and no matter how she screamed, Stefan wouldn’t hear her.
“Let me go” Deanna pleaded when Stefan walked into the closet
“You can’t leave till me entire family, including Stefan goes out”
“why?”
“cause they can’t see you”
“But I have to go.. my aunt would be angry and kick me out”
“Then you’ll go throu-gh the window” Damon suggested
“The window?”
“That’s the only way they won’t see you”
Deanna walked to the window and looked down “it’s too high”
“it’s a three-sto-rey building and this is the third floor”
“How do you expect me to jump?”
“You’re not going to jump”
“Then how do I get down?”
Damon sm-irked and walked towards her “I’ll push you”
“what?”
“Look at me” he brou-ght her face up to his “you’ll go back home and won’t remember anything about now. You went here. And you didn’t see me either. Repeat”
Deanna looked into his eyes and watched the way his iris changed colors “what are you doing?”
“concentrate and repeat after me” he looked de-ep into her eyes “you were never here and you didn’t see me. Repeat”
“I don’t remember anything. I wasn’t here and I didn’t see you” Deanna said obe-diently
Damon sm-irked “I thought he wasn’t going to work” he k!$$£d her on the back of her she started fading into the air.
“Bye” he blew out air from his mouth and the breeze blew her out the window.
TBC