Demon Begging

Chapter 30

One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel.

*LOUIS' POV*

I haven't seen Harry since this morning and I've been doing well with distracting myself from

yearning after him. Who am I kidding really? Loving a demon is giving your heart to someone

who now controls every aspect of you and each moment they make you crave their presence even

when you think you want to be alone.

"Lou, let's go see my friend Barb." Momo tells me over the dining room table after our brief but

detailed discussion on a sitcom. "You know the one with the-"

"Dreamcatchers outside her door." I finish for her. "Sure."

"Where's your father? He needs to find a woman and Barb has a lovely daughter."

"Momo." I chuckle, tossing the last empty pea pod into a dish. "Dad will find someone in his own

time."

"He's getting old." She follows me into the kitchen with the pea dish. "And what about your love

life? We haven't ever spoken about that."

"There's nothing to say." Lies. I'm probably running around with the most fascinating love life in

Alaska.

"You're a terrible liar."

"I'm a great liar."

"What about that Mark guy? He was so nice when when I met him at dinner that one time."

"He cheated."

"Well, you can never judge a book by its cover. So nobody new?"

I bite my lip, half hesitant and half unwilling. She didn't need to know about Harry yet. His silly

plan to become like me will put him at less risk around here - with the town Elders being so nosy

and old-fashioned - was probably underway.

*NARRATOR'S POV*

It made Louis shift in his seat and await some burst of agony that he'd try and fail to conceal from

those around him.

"Lou?"

"Huh? Sorry. I'm a bit distracted."

"I can see." She has that underlying tone to her words and Louis watches her drop the dish before

leaving the kitchen, no further words said.

They go to Barb's home an hour later with Louis driving his father's station wagon, taking every

precaution so that it doesn't end up in shambles like that time they went hiking.

"Momo!" Barb has her arms open and smile on full blast. "It's been so long, my ol' friend."

"It has. You remember Louis?" Momo returns with half the enthusiasm, nursing her hand

carefully.

"Of course." Louis gets a hug too and when her hands settle on his back he feels her stiffen and

withdraw. "H-How are you, Louis my boy?"

"Fine, thank you." He smiles politely at the woman with silver blonde hair and wrinkles under her