Sooo sorry it took me such a long time to update. School and work have been killing me, so I haven't had time for anything. But I finally finished by finals. So phew, finally some time.

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"You can't go to the party today." My mother told Mia for the upmost time.

Mia slouched dejectedly on the couch and scowled at me. She was angry because I had told mom about the party. I might have also mentioned the fact that there was going to be tons of alcohol. My mother freaked at the thought of uninhibited teenagers when there was a murderer on the loose.

Mom displayed just the reaction I wanted. After the dove incident I couldn't allow Mia to go to the party. It would be too risky. But she would never listen to me. Mom on the other hand, she would have to listen to her.

"And you, Rose." Mom said turning her steely gaze at me, "You were actually planning on going to this party with Mia."

"Yeah, I thought it'd be cool since there wasn't going to be any parents. I wanted to see how wild drunk teens would get." I was laying it on a bit thick but I really wanted to make mom worry. I didn't want mom to concede to Mia when she groveled for permission.

Mia shot me a dark look. I knew she was going to hate me for this, but I was left with no choice.

"You thought it'd be cool to see teens out of their minds drunk?" My mom asked exasperated. "Why would you want to see something like that? They could get hurt. They could end up in the hospital with alcohol poisoning. That's no place I want you two to be at, got it." She gave us both a hard look before dismissing us to our rooms.

Mia didn't even look at me as we went upstairs. As soon as she got to her room she slammed her door shut. The do not disturb was implied.

I didn't like it. I felt like Mia and I had accomplished so much in our relationship this past week, and now in one swift motion it went back to how it was before. With Mia and I both locked in our rooms, not speaking. It seemed like we were back to our same old routine.

I wish I could tell her that it was for her own good. But I couldn't, unless I wanted her to think I was deranged. I hoped in time she would forgive me for making her miss one of the biggest parties of the year.

I stayed in my room for the next couple of hours trying to think about all the research Christian and I had made throughout the years about catching demons. There was the circle of salt you drew around them to keep them trapped in one spot. Or the ruda leaves dipped in pig's blood that was suppose to disorientate the demon. There was also the virgin's blood. A virgin was a symbol of purity. She willingly spilling her blood would be a great sacrifice, and if any of the blood she sacrificed were to get on a demon it would burn their skin.

I decided it was time to take it out. I went towards my bed and reached underneath it, pulling out the box I never thought I would need. Christian had a box identical to this one under his own bed. He thought it was smart if we had the tools we needed to fight a demon close at hand. In the box he put packets of salt, ruda leaves, jars of pig's blood—I didn't want to know how he got it—and a silver knife. There was also a flask of holy water in the box. We never found anything in our research that proved that holy water burned demons but Christian thought we should keep it in our box, just in case.

I felt safer with all the tools splayed out in front of me; like I actually stood a chance.

I knew Mia needed time alone. She needed her anger to fizzle out, but I couldn't help inching out of my room and heading towards her door. I needed to let her know that I didn't mean to ruin her night on purpose. I wanted her to see, somehow, that it's because I love her so much that I did it.

The sun had recently set outside leaving the hallway in a dark shadow. I switched on the light and stood facing her door. My hand trembled before I knocked. She didn't answer. I was expecting this.

"Mia." I whispered at the door as I knocked again. "Mia I know you're mad at me, but let me in."

She still didn't answer. "Please." I said, giving it one last shot. It didn't work.

Mia's door had a lock, but if you picked it just right with a bobby pin it was able to open. I knew this because I use to do it all the time when I was smaller. I took off one of the bobby pins from my hair and proceeded to pick the lock. I hadn't picked it in years.

I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my lips as I found myself kneeled down in front of her door with a bobby pin. It reminded me too much of my childhood.

I heard the little click easily and turned the knob, opening the door carefully. I knew an angry Mia was waiting on the other side of the door and I didn't want to alarm her. Except when I stepped inside, the room was empty.

"Mia." I called out, but it was no use, she was gone.

I walked towards her window and saw a little sliver was left opened. It was enough for someone to be able to stick their fingers in and slide it open. It was exactly what Mia would do if she were sneaking out. She would need and entrance route back to the house without getting caught.

I nearly punched the wall. Mia was out there alone, unprotected, and worst of all a demon was on the prowl tonight. I needed to find her.

All I kept thinking about was that vision; the one where I heard Mia screaming for help. It was coming true, but I had to get to her before it could happen.

I knew she went to the party. I just had to hope she was still there when I got there.

Mia had taken the car. It wasn't parked in the curb anymore. The house party was in the other side of town. There was no way I could get there in time.

I looked around, it was dark already; I didn't trust the darkened streets. My mom and dad should be watching T.V. in their room at this time. Do I dare go ask them for help? And who's to say if they would even take me. My mother would most likely drive to the party herself and leave me behind.

I made a quick decision. If I ran, I would be able to reach the house in an hour, maybe less. That would have to be enough time. It was still early. Mia would still be at the party for a good three more hours.

I had packed everything I had in the box on me, feeling more secure when I felt its weight.

Getting my feet ready I started to run, fast. The pounding of my feet on the cement was the only companion to the night sounds.

I ran for a good minute until a loud rumble interrupted me making me almost trip. A car going at a high velocity roared past me in a frenzy before turning on the driveway in front of me, blocking my path. The brakes screeched when he slammed on them.

I should have been afraid but I couldn't be. I knew that car far too well to fear it. The person emerged from inside, and when I finally saw his face, it was as if this whole time I was drowning and only till now was I able to breathe.

Well well well, now who can that be? Next update should be in two to three days. I'm trying to make up for making you wait for so long. Anyways thanks for reading, have a wonderful day lovelies.