I put my hand to my forehead, still trying to process the new information. The Arum were already evil as sin, but with the help of someone else? Let heaven have mercy on our souls. I looked up at Daemon. He was staring down at me like I was going to explode from the news, which I was probably going to do later anyway. My headache began throbbing. I tried to stand up, but everything began spinning. Daemon took a step towards me, but I waved him off with a hand and just sat down on the couch. Where had this headache come from? It was like I was slammed into by a bus. The news wasn't that physically stressful. Daemon sat down next to me and narrowed his eyes.
"Kitten, are you alright?" He asked.
I put on a fake half smile. "Yeah, just fine." I said. I didn't need the attention of a specific alien right now. It was too damn tempting.
He gave me the most sarcastic look, crossing his arms over his chest and then sighing. "You are a terrible liar. What is it?" He asked, concern dripping from his voice.
I felt like that was all I heard from him. Concern. It's not like I'm going to die from a headache.
I shrugged. "Just a killer headache. It's fine. Really." I said. Daemon gave me a suspicious glance but then he sat next to me, putting his arms around my shoulder.
My head hurt so much that I didn't even care. That's a serious sign. I unconsciously leaned into him, causing him to smile. "Oh shut up." I grumbled, still thinking about the Arum. If they weren't working alone, who were they working with? There was no one else that I could think of, and the D.O.D didn't exactly 'associate' with aliens. Things were getting more and more complicated by the minute. It was frustrating. Daemon ran his hand up and down my arm softly, barely brushing my arm. It felt like fire was running up and down my arm where he touched. Goosebumps formed all over my skin. Daemon must have noticed.
"Are you cold?" He asked quietly.
I shook my head in a silent negative and began to fall asleep on his shoulder. Daemon stroked a piece of my hair off of my face. I opened my eyes and saw him gazing down at me. He bent down and gently kissed my forehead, staying above me for a while before backing up. "We'll talk about this early tomorrow Kat." I could feel Daemon cradle me in his arms and carry me up the stairs to his room. The soft feeling of a pillow under my head was too much. I was about to try to fall asleep but my headache shot back full force. I screamed out and held my head. Everything was spinning.
"Katy!" I could hear Daemon call.
He sat down on the bed and brought my head into his lap. I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I opened my eyes to see Daemon looking back down at me, looking frightened. Not a common emotion on his face. I could hear things banging all around the room. Who was throwing things? I screamed again. This time I could hear the door open.
"Daemon! Is she alright? What the heck is going on?" Dee cried.
I couldn't see what she was talking about. All I could see was a blur where the room should've been. Stupid tears.
"Dee, just go...she'll be fine." He said, stroking my hair and face.
The actions soothed the pain, but didn't really help.
"But Daemon-"
"Just go Dee!" Daemon yelled.
The slam of a door hurt my head. Daemon brought my head gently up to his chest and began whispering things to me. "Sshh. Just calm down Kitten. You'll be fine. Come on. You're strong enough to get control of it." Daemon said.
Control what? What the hell is he talking about? I gave a small whimper, unable to scream anymore. "That's it Katy. You'll be okay." Daemon began to glow brighter and I started to feel a little warm in his arms. His glowing hand touched my forehead, keeping it there for a while before taking it away.
I sat up, clutching my head. "Thank you Daem-oh."
The room was a mess. His clothes were all over the ground and his television was cracked all over. What a slob. I turned around with an accusing look. Daemon held up his hands.
"Hey, I didn't make this mess. You did." He said, no emotion on his face.
I scowled at him. "Don't blame your inner pig on me." I crossed my arms across my chest and glared at him.
Daemon smirked."Yes. You. Did." He sounded out each syllable, being completely silent at the end of his statement.
I frowned. "What?" I asked.
Daemon can fool around, but his tone was so serious it wasn't even funny. Daemon shrugged."Not to freak you out or anything, but I think something is wrong with you Kitten." He said, putting his hand on his chin, looking at me like some sort of science project. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"As opposed to the things that aren't wrong with me?" I sat up off of the bed and stood on the floor.
Nothing was exactly right with me anymore. "Trust me Kitten, there are a lot of things that are right with you." Daemon said. I narrowed my eyes. I stand corrected. Apparently there is a lot right with me. I sighed.
"What do you mean Daemon?" I froze, scared. "What's wrong with me?" I whispered.
Daemon shot off of the bed and gripped my shoulders, staring at me intensely. I wanted to faint in his arms, but again, time and place. "There is nothing wrong with you. Don't you ever say that." He told me sternly.
"But if I did all that!" I pointed at the mess around us. What was going on? Daemon sat down on the edge of the bed and placed his face in his hands, looking up at me. I sat down next to him. I could tell we were both thinking the same thing. "That night in the field...when you healed me, did you do something to me?" I asked.
Daemon sighed. "I honestly don't know Kat, but it would be a safe bet." He clicked his tongue and looked over at me. He sighed. "This can't be good. We need to find out the extent of...whatever you just did." He said.
I shook my head. "No way, alien boy. What if I hurt you or Dee?" I stood up again. Daemon looked up at me like I was doing drugs.
"I can promise you right now that you won't hurt me." He said softly.
He stood up and walked right in front of me. I didn't even move. "We can figure this out Kat, but you'll need my help." He whispered, bringing his face closer and closer. I let out a shaky breath, causing Daemon to smile.
"What am I?" I whispered.
Daemon shook his head, still getting closer. "I have no idea, but I can't get enough of it." He said, his lips brushing against mine as he spoke.
Finally, his lips came down on mine.