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snapped to it. She had just enough time to grab the pot and run up the stairs. She shoved it in her closet and grabbed another pair of sweats. Walking downstairs calm and collected, she met her mom at the bottom. “What happened in the park?” she asked, leaning nonchalantly against the rail.
    “I have no idea, but it’s just terrible. Who would vandalize the park?” Dena said her head scrunched up in irritation.
    “I have a feeling who.” Ilisha muttered under her breath.
    “Do you want breakfast?” Dena called over her shoulder as she walked toward the kitchen.
    “No, I’m fine.”
    Ilisha bounded back up the stairs and jumped in the shower. She knew she needed more answers from Bram.
    Wrapping a towel around her, she walked out of her bathroom and jumped, stifling a scream. Bram sat on her bed.
    “Don’t do that again,” she said, putting her hand on her chest.
    Bram took in her appearance. “Maybe this was a bad time.”
    “No. You’re not leaving until I get some answers.”
    As she came toward him, he jumped off her bed and walked to her closet. He tossed the first shirt and pair of pants he found at her.
    “O-kay,” she said, walking back to the bathroom to change.
    When she emerged, she was in a button down plaid shirt and a pair of pajama pants with kittens on them. “Not exactly high fashion,” she said, looking down at the outfit. These clothes had been in the closet since high school.
    “Better,” Bram said.
    “Better than what, a tarp?” she replied, chuckling.
    “Better for me. You needed to talk?” he said, sitting back down.
    “You know my thoughts?”
    “No, not exactly; I can see the future.”
    “That’s how you knew about the train,” she said, sitting beside him.
    “Yes.” He took her chin in his hand. “Will you trust me?”
    That familiar shock of his touch ran down her spine. “Of course.”
    “There are things I can’t tell you. It’s for your protection.”
    “What happened to the park?”
    “A fight broke out.”
    “A fight?” She chuckled. “Um, it looks more like a nuke hit it.”
    “Typical angel-demon fight.”
    “What?”
    “Your stalker,” he waited for her acknowledgment, “is a demon. His name is Damon.” Bram looked away for a second when he said the name, uncomfortable. “He made a move for you last night, and we battled in the park.”
    “Why didn’t any of us hear it? I mean, that kind of destruction comes with a lot of noise.”
    “There was noise. I erased the memories of it.”
    “Okay, that’s creepy.”
    “There would be no way to explain it. People wouldn’t accept knowing there are beings with supernatural power.”
    “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I still don’t know how to take all this.” She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “What about this Damon guy? Why does he want to hurt me?”
    “Hurt you? No, he wants to kill you. I interfered with your destiny on that train, and he has come to collect.”
    “Collect what?”
    “Your soul.”
    Ilisha sat back. “What? A demon wants my soul? I don’t even believe in this crap.”
    Her fingers rested on her forehead. This stuff isn’t real. No way.
    “Well, you should believe. I’m sitting right in front of you.”
    “So what do I do?”
    “Nothing. I’ll take care of Damon.”
    “That’s reassuring,” she replied sarcastically.
    “I haven’t let you die yet, have I?” Bram said, smiling that perfect smile.
    “Why did you save me in the first place?”
    “I can’t tell you right now.” He took her hands in his. “I promise I’ll protect you.” He stood up.
    “You’re leaving?” she asked disappointed.
    Before she could protest, he was gone again.
    “Great, some crazy demon is trying to kill me and you disappear.”

 
    Ilisha dressed in more appropriate attire and went to see Amy. The last time she was stalked by a demon, so she decided to drive this time. As houses went by she found herself looking behind every bush, tree, and corner for