Chapter Twelve

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• The Demon that Didn't Want to Be   Chapter Fifteen

  They wandered into the forest for about five minutes before Damon stopped before the tallest tree in the forest. Angelica stood before the tree, staring up at it, trying to find the top. Suddenly, it didn't seem so easy. In fact, it seemed next to impossible. "It's about two hundred and twenty feet tall," Damon told her. She slowly turned her gaze to him. She gave him a look that was a mix of disappointment and annoyance. He had the audacity to laugh at her for it. She gritted her teeth. "I tell you that I have never once climbed a tree, and you decide that I need to climb the tallest tree in the whole forest," Angelica questioned. He nodded. She narrowed her eyes at him in what she hoped was a threatening glare. He walked passed her and said t

• The Demon that Didn't Want to Be   Chapter Fourteen

  Angelica had lost track of time. Badly. She ended up falling asleep in the field and woke to Damon standing over her, concerned. "What are you doing?" Damon asked, his tone hinting at his concern. "Good question," Angelica replied, rubbing at the back of her neck. As she sat up, a flower crown fell off of her abdomen and into a pile of a few others. She blinked, trying to remember when she'd made so many. Then it occurred to her that she was in the middle of a field, and had fallen asleep there while making them. "Huh," she said, looking at the pile, "How long was I out here?" "I have no idea," Damon replied and questioned, "What are those?"

• The Demon that Didn't Want to Be   Chapter Thirteen

  Damon came to get her at sundown, seeing as she never went back to the hideout. When he arrived, he stood silently by a tree a few paces away from her, his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed. She just got up and followed him back, a half finished flower crown in hand. Neither spoke a word to each other until the next morning, at breakfast. "Sorry," Damon mumbled eventually, breaking the silence. Angelica to pause her eating. She looked up, a bit shocked. He had his head lowered and was looking up at her, searching her face for some sort of response. She gave him a small smile to show she heard him. He then dropped his gaze and let out a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, too, for getting mad in the first place. I was overreacting a bit," Angelica said.  

• The Demon that Didn't Want to Be   Chapter Twelve

  The break was brief, lasting only fifteen minutes. He had her stretch again, then set her back to running. She had to jog her way back on the last lap, but she finished her assignment. He had to help her back to the hide out, her arm slung over his shoulders as she limped along. But, they made it back to the hideout, and he fulfilled his promise on lunch. Well, he tried. She made the situation much more difficult than it had needed to be. "After you eat, we'll be heading back out again," Damon stated as he turned the meat over for the first time. She frowned, but did not protest. She didn't have the energy to. He looked back at her, shocked, "You're really not going to complain?" "I'm too tire

• The Demon that Didn't Want to Be   Chapter Eleven

  "Angel, wake up," a voice she quickly recognized to be Damon's ordered. She groaned, pulling the blanket with her as she rolled over, away from him. Damon snorted, and she could just imagine him rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. She didn't care, although. It was far too early for her to be awake. "Now, Angel," he ordered. She let out some incoherent noise of protest. She could have sworn she heard him chuckling. "Come on. Up," he ordered. "Go away," she replied groggily. He sighed, but she could hear the amusement in his voice. A moment, arms were under her body and lifting her out of bed. She screeched, startled, as he tossed her and a

• The Demon that Didn't Want to Be   Chapter Ten

  Angelica woke some time later. She wasn't sure exactly how much time had passed since she'd fallen asleep, but she knew it must have been quite a while, as she felt much better. Her legs ached, but she figured that was something she couldn't exactly help. But, she could breathe easily, so she was feeling much better. She was hungry, too, and could smell food. She turned her head to see a plate set on the nightstand beside her. There was a short note written on a small piece of paper beside the plate, but, as she couldn't read it, she ignored it. Reaching for the plate, she noticed Damon out of the corner of her eye. He was sitting in a chair that she hadn't noticed on the other side of the room, reading a book, completely ignoring her existence. He seemed to feel her gaze on him, and he looked up. &nbs