Chapter Five "Revealing Amassment"
Suddenly her whole body feels as though it is on fire, and she breaks out of the darkness and role into a ball on the floor, tears' lining her eyes, as a scream escapes her lips.
Devon jumps as he sees this, and sits on the ground beside her, not knowing what to do, as he sees her hair turn yellow, then pink, and finally blue that darkens into black once again.
The burning pain finally eases, and she sits up, still on the ground of the car, with her knees to her chest. She takes deep breaths, and tries to slow her pounding heart, as tears roll down her face.
Devon sits there stunned for a few moments, and then brushes a sweat drenched hair out of Dread's face. Looking into her eyes, he notices her eyes are glazed over, almost making them look grey.
"I thought they were over…" she says, more to herself then to him.
"What were over?" he asks, wondering what she was talking about.
"I wonder how many times I'll have to go through this, how many people my mother killed…" she trails off, not hearing him.
He reached out his arms, and pulled her to him, laying her head on his hard chest, while she closed her troubled eyes, and fell into a restless sleep.
Light starts to come in through the tinted windows, and Dread starts to stir once again. The car they are in stops, and the limo driver gets out of the car, and opens the door. Dread opens her eyes, and looks around her, noticing the door to the car open, and that she was cradled in Devon's strong arms.
Devon looks down upon her, still in his arms, as he steps out into the sunlight, a blank expression on her face.
"Where are we?" she asks, a few moments after she is fully awake.
"At the gates of Hell" he replies, looking at two large iron gates in front of him.
A demon guard walks up to him, and asks him who he is, and Devon answers him.
The gates open, and then close behind them, as Devon carries Dread into the small town, toward a Inn, to get cleaned up, and some sleep.
After Devon goes into the office, and buys a room for the rest of the day, and night, he is shown where the room is.
When he finds the room, he opens the door, closes it softly behind him, and lightly sets her of the large bed in the middle of the main room, noticing the door to the left where he guessed the bathroom was.
He enters the bathroom, and sees a sink, toilet, and a shower. "Should I?" he asks himself, while closing the door behind him, and stripping himself of clothes, and turning on the shower water.
Devon steps into the steaming hot water, washes himself off, steps out, and grabs a towel quickly and ties it around his waist, noticing that the bathroom door was now open.
He walks out of the bathroom, wondering why the door was open, when he closed it. He sees Dread sitting on the bed, staring out the window her hair tied into a loose ponytail.
"Did you open that?" he asks, as his eyes looked at her motionless body.
Like a bolt of lightning, he sees her face turn toward him, her face emotionless as it always is.
"Yes, I was wondering where you were, so I opened the door to make sure you were in there, so I could tell you I was leaving" she says, with almost a sad look in her eyes, but it is instantly gone. "I need to have a shower and change before I go though" she pauses, as she walks by him into the bathroom, "I hate closed doors, so if you look, I'll make sure I do what I did to the last prick that tried."
"Can I ask what you did?" he asked.
"You don't want to know, she said with a smirk.
"Oh" is all he manages to say as he walks over to the bed and sits down on it pulling on the clothes he had on before.
"Here" she yells from the bathroom.
Instantly there is a pile of clothes beside him on the bed, and he looks down at it. There is a pair of black leather pants, and a plain black shirt.
After he put them on, he walked over to the window and stood beside it, looking at the rolling black hills in the distance. He heard the water to the shower turn on, turned to the bathroom and glanced at Dread, who was walking around the bathroom, seemingly looking for something.
He sighs, and just looks at her through the open door, as she searches through the cabinets, and drawers. She pulls a bottle of something out of one of them and sets it on the side of the sink.
He blinks a few times, trying to find reality, as she slowly pulls off her baggy shirt to reveal her pale back in a black lacey bra. Her hand reaches back and unhooks it and pulls it off. She starts to unbuckle her pants, and easily slides them off, showing her shapely body, in just a small thong.
He tried to tear his eyes away from her body, but found he couldn't, he just stood there, staring at her amazing body as she bent over and took off her underwear, and then took out her hair and shook it and made it fall to just above her small round bottom.
As soon as he had control over himself, he looked away from the doorway and walked back over to the bed, and laid down on the bed, closing his eyes, and fell asleep.