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Normal POV

David Dunn let himself in. She only trusted him with her spare key, because she knew he wouldn't abuse the right. The second he saw the many help wanted pictures on his social media of her missing, he knew he had to find her. David had met Teleya at his favorite coffee shop on a rainy morning. It was disgusting out and the two were the only customers.

They talked about the weather, each other's family and back grounds. He knew she had a trouble life. She would wear clothes that showed just a modest amount of cleavage and he saw the scars. Even with the noticeable age different, David loved her even if she didn't know it. She brought him peace and he brought her companionship. The two talked all the time and sometimes they would text or talk on the phone, something David wasn't always fond of, but managed for her. She was different, very calm and open minded to the world. Even though he couldn't tell her about his powers, he still valued her company when he wasn't working.

However, he did his best to keep her a secret from his son, Joseph. What would he think if he knew his father was seeing a woman his son's own age? But David pushed the thoughts from his mind as he walked slowly through her apartment. He passed the kitchen table remembering how she would sit at the table and drink hot chocolate while he stood in the door way talking. Nothing was out of the ordinary in there. David finally entered the bed room which was tidy and clean her bed made.

David found this odd, for Teleya had admitted to not wanting to ever make her bed since her mother beat her if her bed making skills weren't perfect.

"I like things being a little messy now." she had said. David slowly removed his hooded cloak and stared at the bed some remembering when they were last together in it, having what apparently would be their last conversation.

"I don't get you." David said lowly, his eyes deep and focused on Teleya's eyes. So deep and rich.

"What's not to get?" she asked lightly, eyes dim and tired from their love making. The two were naked facing each other on the bed. David's hands gently slid over her bare hip.

"Why would you want to be with me- why go this far with me?" he asked. David wasn't one to show too much emotion, but he had to know if he was wasting his time or not by continuing to see her. He never asked her if she had a fetish for sleeping with older men, but David couldn't see that being the case. Everything they did was so genuine. She looked at him as if he were the only man on earth. Judgmental eyes never phased her.

"Why not? We are two consenting adults who even though we do not agree on everything we respect each other." she said. David studied her face for a moment trying to replay her answer as if to find any lies in her voice. She now began to nod. "You think it's unusual that a woman my age is into a man your age."

It wasn't a question but a conclusion. David nodded slowly.

"Yes." he said. Teleya looked down some seeming to think for a second. She then looked back up at him.

"You are great to talk to. Life seems simpler and easier when you're around. Besides… tomorrow is not promised to us. So I just like to enjoy the people in my life each day both new and not, old and young."

David stared at her neatly made bed thinking of her words. Tomorrow wasn't promised to them. Something had happened to her and he was going to find out what. Her bed was neatly made and she never made it. That meant whoever had taken her, must have made it. He began to search around her room, her closet, her dresser everything. Her black travel bag was missing along with a few of her clothes. The clothes in her closet were all evenly spaced out and her clothes in her drawer were also evenly folded and closed. He moved over to her bathroom and noticed a few of her hair products were also missing. He had been in her home long enough to know there were certain things about Teleya she did not like to go without.

"My hair is my life. I like having my hair products with me at all times."

David's cool eyes scanned the room. She had to be alive. Whoever took her, made the effort to bring her clothes and items to keep her decent and clean. So she was alive. Now he just had to find out where. He pulled out his phone as he scrolled through the news articles on his news app. Some girls bodies had been found in a park not too far from here. Maybe they too had something to do with Teleya's disappearance.

Teleya's POV

I was in the bathroom putting some of my hair products in my hair it's the only thing right now that gave me comfort. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I had taken the chair from the desk and placed it in the bathroom so I could just try and relax. How could I live like this? How would I truly survive? I combed my fingers through my hair some and just sighed lightly. Kevin was gone, well Dennis has gone on a hunt to get more girls to sacrifice to the Beast. I was in a trance almost as I kept finger combing one spot in my hair before a knot caught my attention and I worked through it with a small dot of gel.

How many more people had to die? I missed my father. I missed my friends at work. I even missed my good friend David. He was an older man who I hung out with and even slept with on occasion. He's a good guy, has a kid around my age. I never met the son, and I didn't press David for any introductions. They were all probably worried and terrified about me. I finally heard yelling coming from outside. I slowly closed my eyes feeling tears slide down my face. I raised my hand looking at my palm, strands of hair slid about the middle with some of the gel in my hair. I could feel her hand ripping from me as she was taken to her death. And now they were back. The door of the room flung open and I gasped seeing Hedwig entering this time.

"TELEYA! I'm back! Did you miss me!" he asked happily and I stood up slowly and left the bathroom slowly smiling at him, but it was forced. I wore a white tank top with a long pink and purple skirt.

"Yes, I missed you a lot." I replied and he just skipped up to me and pecked my cheek quickly. I was taken back by his actions.

"I missed you too." he gushed. We both looked up at the sound of the screaming and Hedwig looked at me with a wide smile. How many were here this time.

"How many?" I asked. Hedwig held up bunny ears on one hand.

"Just two. There was supposed to be three… but one tried to escape and Dennis got really mad." he said and I tilted my head some, surprisingly stunned.

"I'm sure Dennis is good at handling problems. He didn't have to do...anything to her." I said and Hedwig shook his head slowly.

"Yeah but the girl destroyed the cake Dennis bought you… Dennis got really mad and BAM BAM BAM!" he yelled grabbing onto the air in front of him and mimicking someone slamming what could be someone's head onto a surface. My eyes widened at the mental image.

"O-oh." Was all I could say. That poor girl. Hedwig nodded.

"Mhm. It was a nice cake too. Chocolate, like you!" he said. He then paused and looked up. "That's not racist is it… nah it's not racist." I just looked away in thought some. Before I knew it, Hedwig was inches in front of me examining my hair.

"Woooow your hair is beautiful. Can I touch it?" he asked before suddenly frowning and backing away. I looked at him curiously. "Dennis wants the light. He wants to talk to you." Before I could reply to anything, Hedwig was gone out the door. I guess Dennis wanted to change before he saw me. The screaming continued now and I checked the door to see if it was unlocked. It was. I slowly opened it and stepped out into the dim hallway. I looked to my left and then the right to see the empty hall. I moved to my right down the familiar hall that would lead me to the other room. A meat locker, except the meat is alive and kicking and screaming. I moved up to the door and immediately jiggled the knob. Locked.

"Hello!" someone called.

"Hello." I replied, with almost a defeated tone.

"Is someone there! Can you help us!" someone else asked. I closed my eyes, imagining the fear on their faces. They must be so terrified, so frightened.

"Are you there!" the first girl asks.

"Yes. I am here." I replied looking up at the doorway to see the key is missing.

"Please can you help us!" the second girl asked.

"I can try, but you have to give me some time to figure out how to get out." I replied, fear in my tone now. But I wasn't sure I could save them. I hear footsteps coming from down the hall. "I have to go. He's coming."

I moved back to my room and closed the door before sitting back on the bed. The history book was there from earlier so I grabbed it and opened it and just flipped through pages mindlessly. As the door opened again, I looked up to see it was Dennis. I blinked curiously and stood from the bed and just faced him. His outfit was clean and smelled as if it came from the dryer.

"Heard you had some trouble." I said lightly. Dennis crossed his hands and looked away with an immediate frown. I slowly and carefully moved up to him.

"It's okay." I replied.

"It's NOT okay." he barked lowly, almost pouting some. I just stood in front of him for a moment and he looked back down at me his glasses were tilted down some and I lightly held my hands up to straighten them up.

"It's okay." I replied with the same level of calmness. Dennis tensed some as the glasses were corrected and I just stared up at him now, blank and calm. Our two spaces had collided and he let out a low sigh as he just leaned forward and pressed his forehead to mine.

"It was a beautiful cake. You would have liked it." he said lowly. I swallowed some trying my best not to shake or tremble… or shiver.

"It's the thought that counts." I replied quietly. His eyes were grey and foggy as he just leaned in letting his lips lazily press against mine. I was not expecting Dennis to be the personality to want to kiss me. I didn't think anyone of his personalities wanted to kiss. I guess if he was capable of trying to take me against a wall then he was capable of anything. But touches like this involved saliva and other fluids that the Beast was willing to take. What was Dennis's limit to that?

I gently replied and this was his permission to give a little more effort. His lips leaned in to mine some more.

"Say you'll stay here forever." he muttered and I winced at his words before giving a quick nod.

"I will." I said lightly. Not like I could say anything else.