Ouija Are You There?
Chapter Four
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"Well," Norman began. "That was a splendid time. I think I'll just-" He sprinted to the door, looking back to see if she followed him. Sure enough, there was Elvira dashing towards him. Norman tried to out run her, but his foot slipped on the wooden floor and his body fell back. His head hit the floor with a loud bang. Norman slowly lost conciseness...
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"I wish I was there," a voice grumbled.
Another voice shushed them saying, "I wish it was you."
Norman raised his blond head from the living room couch and asked with a shaky voice, "W-what h-h-happened to me?" He looked around the room. Even the slightest movement caused his head severe pain.
Elvira pushed his shoulder down saying, "Stay still. You hit your head pretty hard."
Elvira's brother, Daemon, sat on the floor next to the bed Norman was currently resting on. He had a book in hand named, "Concussions for Dummies." Norman couldn't help but laugh at the sight. Daemon shot a look at Norman before he told him who helped him. Norman became speechless. Elvira remained silent and watched the two. She was waiting for the proper moment to ask her brother if he still needed her help.
"Naw, you can leave if you want to," he said as he brought his attention back over to the book in hand.
Elvira gave a small nod before she headed for the stairs. She jogged up to her bedroom and closed her door behind herself. She scanned the room for any signs of a certain spirit. She didn't see anything, or anyone, unusual so she proceeded to her bed. She stepped next to her bed and reached under for her Ouija board. She began to wonder why she would even bother using this when she could easily hold a conversation out loud.
When everything was out of the pizza box and out on the bed, she positioned herself in front of the board and placed her hands on the pointer. She didn't feel anything.
Jashin watched her from the black chair. He raised a brow as she asked the question, "Where are you?" He then smirked thinking, I'm right here. But of course, she would not be able to see him unless he wanted to make his presence known. So why didn't he? The answer was simple.
He was feeling unsociable.
Elvira's brows furrowed slightly as she moved the pointer to "Good Bye". She hid everything under her bed and walked towards the door in a huff. She paused slightly at the top of the stairs, looking back into her room. Jashin had to step down from the chair to see her. He continued to watch her step down the stairs to the first floor. When her steps softened he returned to her room, closing the door.
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"S-so when did you get back?" Norman asked Daemon as he watched the ceiling.
Daemon didn't take his eyes of his book as he answered. "Not long after you fell. Elvira was calling me as I came back home. She said you were trying to make a getaway but you ended up knocking yourself out." He kept his voice as emotionless as he could. "She also said she didn't think it was your fault that you fell." Daemon took his eyes off the book and placed them on Norman. "Do you know what she meant by that?"
Just as Norman was about to answer, Elvira walked into the room. Norman watched her walk over to him, her hands stuffed in her pants' pockets. "Follow me to my room. Now."
Norman looked down to Daemon and waited for permission to leave. Elvira's brother turned his attention back over to his book, not saying a word. Elvira took this as an 'O.k.' and grabbed Norman's hand. She helped pull him up off the couch and all the way up the stairs to her room.
Norman asked what was going on, but Elvira didn't answer. She and Norman entered the room and the door slammed shut behind them. Norman latched onto Elvira, his body shook next to hers. Elvira was shaken as well, but not as badly as her friend. She looked over to her black chair and said, "What do you want, Jashin?"
There was a knock on the door.
"Elvira? Don't slam the goddamn door!" She and Norman could hear Daemon try to open the door, but it was being held shut by some unknown force. Norman ran over to it and checked the door knob.
"It's not locked." He fiddled with it, trying to get it to move but every attempt failed. He began to panic, his heart raced in his chest and his body began to give way. He stumbled back from the door and he could feel his pulse rise dangerously. He took in a shaky breath and said, "Yeah. Not locked. Just held shut."
Outside was Daemon. He stared at the door, watching a figure step through it. Their red eyes smiled at him, but in a way that would send shivers up one's spine. Daemon didn't allow himself to be frightened. He stood there, tall and unafraid of what might become of him. Jashin's smile grew.
"Well, hello." He looked back at the door and listened to the pounding of the teens' fists. The sound stopped suddenly and Elvira, or that was Jashin's guess, kicked the door and stomped in the room to sit down in the chair. "She's an interesting girl," he mused.
"What the hell do you want?" Daemon asked, trying to hold back his growing anger.
Jashin looked back at him and shrugged his shoulders. He sighed as he said, "I don't feel like going into detail, but I'm just here because of you. You are Elvira's brother, correct?" Daemon tried to reply but Jashin held up a hand. "Of course you are. Now then, first I would like to say that they can't hear us anymore. Second, I really just wanted to say 'Hello'." As he grinned small dimples formed, making him look slightly childish.
"Let them out."
Jashin 'Tsk'ed' the teen and chuckled. "Manners are vital. Please, learn to use them."
Daemon scoffed. "Why don't you learn to fucking use them and let my sister and her friend out of the damn room. 'Kay?" He marched up to Elvira's cursed door, attempting to shove Jashin but the god evaporated as soon as Daemon's hand made contact with his robe.
"Fucker," he hissed under his breath as he opened the bedroom door. He found his sister in her black chair and Norman was spread out on the bed, watching the ceiling. Both turned to Daemon and jumped up from their spots. They shouted questions to him all at once, but paused when Daemon asked, "Please, one at a time."
Norman looked over to Elvira before he said, "W-what did h-he want?" His voice was shaky, and that came as no big surprise to Daemon. The kid's a wimp, he thought.
"Wanted to say, and I quote, 'Hello'." He glanced over to his sister. "Elvira?"
She shrugged. "That's all I wanted to know, actually. Um, can we have Norman stay for the rest of break? Mom and Dad wouldn't have minded, I think." She pouted a bit, knowing her brother's one weakness.
Daemon's mouth formed a thin line as he searched for an answer. Soon, he gave in and told her, "Yes."
His one weakness was his love for his sister.
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