Worn out from crying, Helen dozed on the couch until she heard the front door open, She's home early, Helen thought as she sat up and rubbed at her eyes. Helen would have boggled to see Kris wearing anything as normal as a pink sweater and jeans, but one of the monsters from the club was standing next to Kris, with an arm around her waist. Walking over with a big grin on his face, he held out his hand and said, "Hi, I'm–" before Kris interrupted him.
"Helen, Rafe. Rafe, Helen." As she cupped the crotch of his pants, Rafe jolted up taller, and, with a smile on his lips, allowed himself to be dragged to Kris's bedroom.
"No," Helen shouted.
Kris gave her a blank stare and, after shoving Rafe into the bedroom, let into Helen. "Look, just because it's not your thing–"
Shit, what do I tell her? "Kris, you don't know this guy," Helen whispered, pulling Kris over. "He could be an, well, like an ax murderer or something."
Kris rolled her eyes. "Oh, grow up." Turning her back on Helen, she made her way to the bedroom, ordering, "You. Naked. Now." Rafe gave Helen a wink before the door closed between them.
Helen bolted for the front door, but stopped just shy of opening it. She couldn't leave Kris alone with a monster. Kris let out a loud moan and murmured something like "Oh baby!" Certain Kris would be furious if she barged into the bedroom, Helen ran out of the apartment, hoping the demon really didn't want anything more than it was getting. As Helen stumbled down the stairs, the walls seemed to be closing in on her, forcing her out into the night.