Jessie had never seen a demon before, but like they say there is a first time for everything.
The weekend is Jessamine's favorite time of the week. It's the the time her parents return from their work trips , it's the only time she gets to spend with them.
Mum and Dad must be home by now. I have missed them so much, now I can get to spend time with them. I still don't get why they have to travel a lot, I mean business tycoons travel but not every week and only to come back during the weekends and spend only a day with their families. At least I have one day to ....
A little boy about age ten, comes running and knocks the iron flask out of Jessie's hand and snapping her back to reality.
"Watch where you're going, jackass." Said Jessie, bending to pick the flask.
"You know you're not allowed to say that in front of the kids." Said a girl walking over to where Jessie stood at the counter. She was wearing a black T-shirt with ' The Diner ' written on it, black jeans and flat shoes and a yellow apron around her waist.
" 'cause they're adorable angels." commented Jessie sarcastically.
"You don't have to be sarcastic." Said the girl.
"Marisol, am sorry. I just want to be done with this shift and go home to my parents."Said Jessie, she was wearing the same clothes as Marisol.
" FYI, our shift is over you can go home." Marisol handed Jessie her bag that was hanging in the corner.
"Really? But I have to drop you off at your place."
" I have a date tonight."
"oohh, with Diego."
" Yeah."
" Diego is cute, Diego is hot, Diego is perfect, he has amazing lips, yeah, yeah, yeah." Jessie teased her, removing her apron.
"Come on. I don't drool over him like that." Marisol rolled her eyes, collecting the apron from Jessie. "He is my boyfriend and I like him."
"Whatever, when is he going to be here?"
"He will be here at 6:30. And that's -" looking at her wrist watch, "fifteen minutes from now." Said Marisol.
"Diego, oh Diego, what a gentleman you are - "
"Quit that." Said Marisol cutting off Jessie.
"Ok, ok, I won't make fun of perfect Diego."
"Jessie!" Marisol picked up a spoon
"Ok, ok, am sorry." as they walked around the counter.
"Send my regards to your parents."
"I will." Said Jessie walking towards the door. "Give Diego a kiss for me."
"Sure, wait, what?"
"Bye." And Jessie walked out the door.
Jessamine and Marisol had been friends since the sixth grade. Marisol was the new Mexican girl, who no one wanted to talk to. Marisol was seated alone in their classroom during lunch one day and Jessie offered to sit with her and share her lunch. At first Marisol didn't want to take the turkey sandwich offered to her by the brown hair and eyed girl, but after a little coaxing, she accepted. Jessie had come to like the quiet Blondie with electric blue eyes and ever since they had been best friends. They graduated from high school the year before and Marisol had decided to work to save up for her college fees, since it's just her mother taking care of her and her three siblings ( her father passed away when she was twelve.) Jessamine decided to join her and now they worked as waitresses in The Diner. While Marisol looked like a Victoria secret model about 6 feet tall, Jessie looked like Kim Kardashian but less curvy and 6 feet tall in height. Marisol had a beige skin tone, while Jessie's is golden brown.
Jessie walked to her car that was parked in the parking lot of The Diner. It was a black BMW i8, it was her sixteenth birthday gift from her parents. Opening the door she tossed her bag into the passengers seat and got in. She closed the door and turned on the engine. She pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards her house. She leaves in Santa Monica and the ride from The Diner to Santa Monica takes thirty-six minutes.
She parked outside her gate. Her house is a big Craftsman bungalow with tainted windows, sandwiched between two ranch houses. it was located in a nice street. There were kids playing hopscotch a few blocks down the street and old man Pat, reading his newspapers in his Gazebo surrounded by garden gnomes. The paved path that lead to the front door was cracked from where the roots of trees grow, their inexorable force snapping the pavement, part of it still covered in snow since it was early January.
The house is awfully quiet today, Jessie thought. Usually when she gets back home on a Friday like today, the sound of her father playing the piano or the stereo playing, always gave her a warm welcome. But today was different, the whole house was silent and there wasn't a sign of someone in the house.
She walked to the front door and paused, listening, there wasn't a single sound. She reached for the door knob and twisted it slowly but the door flew open. The scene before her was not one to speak of. There was a pool of blood in the middle of the living room, there were black stains on the center rug that looked like anchor. Jessie stood frozen in the front porch of her parents house. She was snapped back to reality when someone yelled at her to leave the house. There were about a dozen of scary looking creatures, spread out in the living room. The looked like enormous insects - praying mantis to be precise - with triangular heads, elongated bodies, massive grasping arms around ridged with blades of chitin, sharped as razors, spiked forelegs, their eyes were pallid, flat and milky.
Demons?
One of them seemed to have caught her scent it buzzed in excitement. " Jeesssssmmminnne Whhhiiittteeeffeeaatthheeerrrr." It hissed. It began to scuttle towards her, the creature lunged for Jessie, razored forelegs extended. Jessie slipped underneath it, she had no idea how she did it or how her body knew what to do. She rolled over landing in a crunch in her living room. The creature that had been reaching for her, let out a loud screech, as it lot it's balance and toppled downstairs, smashing into the floor of the landing. Jessie whirled around in time to see the creature raise to it's feet and turn towards her. She flipped backwards, for a moment she caught the eye of a body lying on the floor, she landed balanced on the arm of a sofa. Just in time to see a girl her age with Platinum blonde hair, severe the head of one of the creatures. She slide for the sofa she had been standing on and stood stunned. She could smell blood in the room, the hot iron stench of it.
Gasping for air, Jessie started to scramble away from the creatures, heading towards the door, Where a girl about eighteen or nineteen with brown hair, fought with the creature that had lunged for Jessie. She had nearly reached the door, when she heard something whistle through the air, next to her head. She tried to duck, but it was too late. An object slammed heavily into the back of her neck. She wailed around, placing her hand on the back of her neck, in time to see a blade pierce through the body of the creature that had hit her, causing it to vanish leaving anchor in its wake. Her eyes meet with a pair of green eyes.
" Are you ok? " Asked a boy with ginger hair and green eyes.
" Umm, yeah I guess." Jessie replied
The boy tipped his head to the side, studying her. " What? No thanks for saving your life? "
" What was that thing? " Jessie asked, ignoring his questions.
"Demons."
"Demons don't exist and why is the room swirling? " Jessie asked, holding her head.
" Demon venom." Replied the boy, placing his hands on her cheeks, he tipped her head to the side so he could look at her neck.
"Is that bad? " Jessie asked as she slipped into darkness.