Thirtieth Chapter

Lady Esme's room.

A hot tea is on the coffee table. Irony.

Esme isnt drinking, she only listens to the sound of the cup as she stirs and the swirling cyclone

"Demons. Mermaids.." She spoke as her eyes shines brightly.

"What would the church do? Incorrect. The church already know the existence of demons, this im sure. How come the family do not have any account of demons? Only in the new world? There must be doors of hell all over the world, where else would they go out? The most important, how do we know that who we are speaking to are not demons? A priest, supposed holy man got possessed. How about the ordinary people?" Her beautiful face shows discomfort. For the first time, she asks questions which she cant answer. No formula and equations. She purses her lips in frustration.

"John and I should have been married by now..and..." She blushed as her eyes landed on the bed.

"If i see that demon again...i will will finish him..or her...tsk."

Esme drinks her tea in one gulp and decided to go to bed.

Although she doubts she can get some sleep tonight.

She isnt bothered with the gun and body thrown to the river. For all she knows, they were irrelevant to her existence.

She caresses the drawing on her shoulder, a star shaped drawing that John drew earlier.

"Anti-possession...my life has become unscientific since knowing John..." She whispers.

She reveals a smile. A very meaningful smile.

"And exciting...math and science are exciting...i know the answer even before i ask and wonder.....but with John..." she chuckles.

"I see.....nothing...nothing is certain...this should be life...not predetermined by zeros and ones and angles and correlations.."

Esme doing to her monologue.

(Cheesy. The author is establishing her own story line. John isnt the only character in the story. She is the FL afterall. Got to give her justice.)

John and Esme plus Bruno are sleepless tonight.

Knock knock

The sleepin John suddenly opens his eyes. Immediately seen the ceiling fan. Mind blank as his mind sleep asleep.

"John, wake up...we have a situation." A hurried voice of Esme behind his door. He sprang to life instantly.

"John, we have a situation." Esme did not finish her words cause John opens the door.

"Baby ..whats wrong?" John sees Esme pretty shaken up.

"Its Jocelyn, she's gone. She took Mary. Auntie Finna have her head hit by a candle holder."

"What?????"

The information shook John. He did not expect this to happen.

"This letter is left in Jocelyn's room." She passes the letter to John.

John reads.

"Son of a bitch!" John explodes.

"Son of a whore!" Esme imitates his outbursts but she have to practice more.

"39th Street Pier. Brooklyn. A little girl's life for that blonde girl you have last night. Her heart in a stick, i will eat it raw. Dont forget to bring salt."

(What a wordy letter from a loser demon. We have to deal with it cause we need drama. Drama is good.)

Paper squashed. John is visibly angry. Very very very angry.

"John..here.." Esme handed him something.

"Kitchen knif...no! Dont even think about it."

"But Mary will die. I have lived alrea." Esme showing rare emotion.

"Esme, baby, no mean no." John caresses her pink cheek and pincher it.

"Dont fret. I got this. Now, lets go to Aunt Finna, see how she is doing."

"She's unconscious." Esme revealed.

John stops. "Son of a bitch! Fukkkk!"

In Esme's suite.

"Salt? What will salt do to protect us?" Esme intrigued by John pouring salt to all entrances of the suite, including windows.

"It's a bible thing. Salt is said to be pure. ..what's the right word...i forgot..its already tip of my tong...sanctity...yeah. Jesus too." John explaining as he pours a bag of salt.

"Done...Baby, no matter what happens, do not step outside this circle. Any demon stepping inside will be immobilized."

"I recognize this symbol, pentagram, my tutor said it invites satan. Why do you say it protects us against evil?" Esme remembers her tutor in religious studies when she was 8 years old.

"This is a Devil's Trap. The meaning is literal sense. ohkay...im going to fetch Mary.."

"And Jocelyn...she have been possessed." Esme added.

"Jocelyn too." John forgot.

Eyes locked each other, the two breathes out hard.

"See you in a few. Order me quarter pounder, well done." 

"I want to go..." Esme doesnt want to stay.

"No one will take care of Auntie Finna." John stated. He knows she is her weakness.

"Okay. bring Mary and Jocelyn back. hmmm..." She hugs John. Truth be told, if a demon kidnaps an adopted child and a nun, we gonna freak out and go mad. Esme handling it well, so far.

John kisses her forehead. 

Esma reluctantly locked her suite.

"Mother fucker!!! ill fuck you!! FUck!!!"

John went full ballistic inside the elevator. He likes Mary, she's a cute girl. Now, the little girl was kidnapped.

All hell will break loose! No, he will close the gates. And windows too.