12. Gnashing of Teeth.
There are private moments, moments so important that they shouldn't be intruded upon by anyone not directly involved. Unfortunately, Brooke and Sam's shared moment wasn't just theirs. Outside their window, someone who looked like Harrison John was watching. Now with his eyes, perhaps, but he looked up at Brooke's window, at the drawn curtain, and he could see.
The demon chuckled to himself as, in the back of his mind, Harrison struggled to free himself. There was no chance he would, not when his own pain at what he was seeing was overwhelming him. Here was Brooke, his dream girl, in the arms of his best friend, and here he was, outside in the cold, with only a monster to keep him company.
The demon savored Harrison's pain like a fine wine. Breathing deeply as he felt the boy's heart break.
"That's enough for tonight boy," he finally said. "We've got a lot of work to do."
As he turned back towards Harrison's home, he added, as an afterthought, "Don't worry Harry, you'll get your revenge, even if you don't have the balls to admit you want it."
Harrison's screaming was like music to his ears.