I woke with a jolt, panting heavily. My hand immediately goes to my stomach where I should've been stabbed but found no wound. I looked around, taking in my environment. I was in a familiar room. A man was by my side, concern written on his features.
The teal haired man quickly signed something out. "Are you alright?" he had asked. He moved his hands so fast, I nearly didn't catch it.
I breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine. Was just a weird nightmare."
I watched Jameson smile in relief. "I heard you screaming and I came running. I didn't know how to wake you up though. I'm glad you are alright"
"You were here when I woke up. That's all I needed."
Jamie laughed silently. "It's weird to think that even demons get nightmares."
Being roomates, it was only natural for Jameson to find out I was a demon at one point or another. And honestly, I was happy to have someone other than my sister to talk to about it.
"Yeah," I nodded. "It is rather weird."
Jamie patted my shoulder, a silent "It's okay". He took a stand and walked over to the bedroom door. He turned to sign something. "Get some more sleep. I doubt you'd get any tomorrow night."
"Don't forget you have that poker night."
A/N: And it's all done! I hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as much as I did writing it! Thank you all so much