And now the happiness was beginning to drain from her as well and knowing why her heart had been pounding so strongly within her rib cage. “H-He isn’t bad love, I-I swear..” she tried soothing him, placing a hand on his arm and now afraid to tell him the third gift. But the condo couldn’t just sit there if he was nice enough to give it to them.
Her touch on his arm made him feel a little better, but not much. “H-how do you know that, Katelynn? How long have you known him?” He didn’t want to come right out and say, You’ve been wrong about people before, but he was definitely thinking it.
The words died on her lips for a moment as all the color transferred itself to her cheeks, leaving her pale everywhere else. Fidgeting in her seat and playing with the hem of her shirt, Katelynn couldn’t believe it had gone from bad to good so quickly. Her head lowered until her hair blanketed around her, trying to cocoon her away from the situation.
“A..A few weeks I suppose..I met him thanks to another friend..both of them are demons and just..the times I was around them they seemed like they were content to just be..trying to achieve dreams here in Metro City..one was looking for a bride in fact and it just sounded so sweet..” she whispered, not wishing to hide any information from him.
It didn’t sound sweet to Jack. While he had learned a lot about mythology and spirituality, both from his parents and for his own curiosity, it hadn’t included much about demons. Most of what he knew about them came filtered through pop culture, and he had never heard of a single story where a demon looking for a bride was a good thing.
“K-Katelynn, I don’t want to doubt you. M-maybe he really is nice. But you t-tend to see good in everyone, even w-when it isn’t really there.” He swallowed nervously. “Do you think I could meet him?I should thank him for the painting, at least.” And he could form his own opinion of him at the same time.
Jack Maple 