" This has gone too far!"
I stared hard at the table, listening to Ms. McOlsen screech about the 'demon'. I swear she was starting to get on my very last nerve. Cory was fiddling his thumbs, looking at his lap in a slight panic. I rubbed my back lightly, still feeling the slight sting from hitting the railing.
After the door had slammed shut and hearing that voice, I tried to get back into Cory's room, only to find the door wouldn't budge. After trying for a while and getting no response from Cory, I began to pound on said door, screaming for Cory to open it. My aunt eventually came up with Ms. McOlsen and told me to back up and let her handle it. I don't know how she did it, but the door opened and we could see Cory in the middle of the room, dried tear stains on his cheeks.
And now the old hag was ranting and raving about how we let a demon into the house and all sorts of crap, like how it's going to possess us and kill everyone.
" I'm going to be calling a priest tomorrow to end this!" Ms. McOlsen declared. My aunt looked up with furrowed brows, thinking.
" You might just make this spirit even angrier than it already is." Valerie pointed out, clasping her hands together. " We might be able to calm it. It may not be a demon at all."
" It was violent towards your niece!" Ms. McOlsen nearly shrieked, pointing to me. I groaned and rolled my eyes.
" It was just a shove and I hit the railing wrong, you old bat." I snapped, crossing my arms. " Besides, Cory's the only one that can really talk to Jack. And don't you think about forcing him." My aunt looked at the boy, tilting her head slightly.
" Cory was there anything off about… 'Jack'… before he shoved Allie?" She asked and Cory looked up.
"… he was kinda quiet… then when I asked if Allie would tuck me in he got all stiff, like he was angry. I think he might've been mad that I've been paying so much attention to Allie instead of him." Cory explained, looking back down at his lap. I hummed in thought. Jealousy could play a big part in the tantrum that Jack threw.
" I see…" My aunt nodded. " Is Jack here with us?" Cory nodded and my aunt looked around the room before her eyes settled on an empty spot just behind Cory.
" Jack… were you jealous of Allie? Because she was getting attention from Cory that you normally receive?" She inquired, her face set in a passive look. She almost looked like a lawyer or something, sitting there so calmly. Cory looked up as if waiting for an answer from Jack, before looking back at my aunt.
" He says it's none of your business." Cory replied as my aunt smiled, but it wasn't one of those friendly smiles I've seen her with. No, this was a sarcastic, taut smile.
" Ah, but you made it my business when you hurt my niece, whether on purpose or not. I want to know why you shoved her and locked her out of the room." Valerie shot back and I groaned.
" Auntie, I'm fifteen, not five. I can handle myself." I pouted, to which she shot me a stern look. I sighed and rested my face in my hands, leaning against the table as my aunt's interrogation continued.
Cory looked up at space beside him, waiting for his friend to answer and after a few moments, the boy looked at us again.
" He said that he doesn't like Allie." The brunette deadpanned, frowning a bit. I shook my head, mumbling to myself. What was he, two?
Just then, a vase whisked past my head, smashing into the wall behind us. While Ms. McOlsen and I jumped out of our skin, my aunt just stared passively at 'Jack'.
" Jack, please keep yourself calm. I know that Allie's attitude can cause anger and irritation, but do try to ignore it." My aunt stated and I stared at her like she was psycho. Dang, she was good…
Cory looked at Jack before looking at my aunt and nodding. Letting out a small sigh, Valerie continued.
" So, you're jealous of Allie?" She inquired. Cory looked at Jack before nodding. " I see. Jack, you must understand that even if Cory has other friends, it doesn't mean that he will forget about you." Cory looked back up at Jack, brows furrowed as he seems to be listening to his friend. When he turned back to Valerie, he looked quite tired. Poor kid.
" He says that you don't understand." Cory stated wearily.
" Understand what?" My aunt pressed.
" That he once had a friend that he was supposed to be friends with forever. But said friend locked him in a box for thirteen years and forgot about him." I stated, leaning back in my chair and looking at the ceiling. " Auntie, he's got trust issues and doesn't want to be forgotten and left behind again, ya dig?" Everyone in the room looked at me in surprise as I raised a brow at them. Cory looked at Jack before looking back at me.
" How'd you-"
" Cause I know exactly who and what you are, Jack." I interrupted, squinting at the space beside Cory, even though Jack could've moved and I could look like a complete idiot. I had a feeling he was still there. " I know where you're from, what you've done, and if you hurt that kid your friends with now I'll kill you myself."
The room went silent aside from the gentle breathing of everyone in the room. My aunt, Cory, and Ms. McOlsen were staring at me in shock and surprise as if they weren't expecting the sudden outburst from myself. That and the fact I knew who I was talking to.
" You… you knew who he was this whole time…?" My aunt asked, blinking at me. I snorted.
" Yeah I did. Auntie, I read a hell of a lot of things on the internet and lemme tell you, he's popular." I deadpanned.
" You knew about this demon and did nothing?!" The old woman screeched and I rubbed a temple, groaning. My aunt managed to calm the old croon down as she looked at me skeptically.
" Allie, if you knew something, why didn't you say so?" Valerie pried, squinting at me. I shrugged and looked at the ceiling.
" I was curious," I admitted. " He isn't acting how he normally acts in canon, so I decided to keep an eye on him. This is the only time he's ever done anything remotely close to what he can do so… yeah."
" Canon…?" Cory asked, tilting his head.
" Yeah, saying something is canon is like saying… It's the truth, you know? It's a fact." I replied, waving off the question. Cory nodded at the explanation in understanding, turning to look at Jack again. It seems the entity was saying something from the look on Cory's face.
" Is something wrong, Cory?" Valerie asked as the boy looked over at my aunt.
" It's nothing…" He replied, blinking at the two adults. " Can… I go to bed now?" My aunt smiled and nodded.
" I think that's a good idea. We'll talk more in the morning." She agreed, standing to her feet. " Come on Allie, let's go." I sighed and stood up, stretching.
" Fine…" I muttered, waving at everyone lazily and heading for my room. " Goodnight."
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All around the mulberry bush
I groaned and sat up, rubbing my temples. Who was playing that fricking nursery rhyme this late at night? It felt like I was hit by a truck… three times.
The monkey chased the weasel
Blinking a few times, my eyes adjusted to my surroundings and I stiffened. This wasn't the guest room at the orphanage. It was… some dark and abandoned looking carnival. There was no color, just the monochrome black, grays, and white.
The monkey thought t'was all in fun
I quickly stood to my feet, looking around in slight fear and awe of my surroundings. How the hell did I end up here?
" Welcome to my world, kid."
I stiffened when I heard that same deep, rasping voice. I spun around quickly to face the owner of the voice, jaw dropping in shock.
Standing at about eight feet tall was the killer clown legend himself, grinning wickedly with sharp, obsidian colored teeth. I was frozen in my place as I stared at the entity, eyes widened with shock.
No way.
"Pop goes the weasel~"
