I Know You're There: Malevolent Innocence

*Conclusion to the I Know You're There trilogy* Reuben's dead. Never to return. Tori doesn't grieve, she gets on with her life. In fact, her and Damien's wedding is coming up. Sure, she loves him, but not like she loved Reuben. Everything's fine; absolutely fine. Despite the fact she cries herself to sleep, and prays for Reuben to come back every moment, everything's fine. What am I saying? It's Tori Hills, nothing's going to be fine, especially when she's about to devote her life to the wrong guy. 'I swear, if mine and Reuben's love was fire, we'd be nothing, but ash.'


18. 'So, you're my babysitter.'

"I still can't believe Mollie knew you, and she never even told me..." I laughed in disbelief, shaking my head.

"Yeah, well..." Reuben smiled, handing me a random outfit from my wardrobe.

I gestured for him to leave, and he rolled his eyes, but obeyed me. Quickly, I got changed out of my previous outfit, into a pair of skinny jeans, a plain tee, and a red jacket. It wasn't the warmest outfit for December, but it was better than nothing. My blond hair was almost brown, due to the lack of sun, but a few tints kept it from turning brunette. I pulled it up into a messy ponytail, my fringe falling out of it easily.

"You done yet?" Reuben whined, from the hall, just outside of the guest bedroom.

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied, straightening the shirt out, from tying my hair up.

"Shane just went... Actually, I don't know. He's so miserable without Raven around," Reuben grimaced, clearly not appreciating the non-bubbly version of Shane.

An inhyperactive Shane was probably the weirdest thought impossible. Him without Raven... That's an even worse thought. They were always attached at the hip, beaming for no reason. Take half a way, and there's not much left. Yeah, they could go a few hours without each other, but Shane knew Raven was at a possible risk. Gladly, I wasn't awake when they had to separate. Shane probably prepared some speech, about why he should go instead of her.

"Everyone will be fine," I brightly smiled, grabbing my stuff.

I'd forced a happy look on, saying that I was going to go to Mollie's place without complaint. Reuben definitely had his mind set on what he was doing, so much so, my attempt at blackmail had failed. Plus, he probably knew I'd never actually use the blackmail, and it was just a threat. Bribery wasn't working either. I knew he'd have to go, because the plan was already in action. A knock on the door made me jump slightly.

"That's them," Reuben announced, leaving me alone in the room.

By them, he meant the ten Demons he knew. My heart started to pound heavily in my chest, any thoughts of gathering my belongings were down the toilet. Ten Demons. Ten. Ten bloody Demons.

I heard the door click open, and a lot of noise filled my ears. I guess I wasn't really expecting them to be quiet, but it made it the whole lot more nerve wracking. Thet all greeted Reuben normally, and for that, I didn't really know what I was suspecting. I sucked in a deep breath, manned up, and stepped out of the bedroom. Step by step, I made my shaky way down the hall, and into the foyer area.

Ten absolutely normal men hung around, having normal conversations. The one talking to Reuben shocked me the most. He was nothing like I expected. I was planning on meeting large, muscular men, covered in tattoos, a half empty packet of cigarettes in their back pockets. Instead, judging by the one enduced in a conversation with Reuben, I met a totally innocent guy. His hair was light blond, in a perfectly sculpted quiff, a pair of black eyes underneath, but they weren't deeming - just adorable. His stature was normal, and dimples indented his cheeks. He was cute, for crying out loud!

"Surprised?" the blond guy asked, a smirk playing with his lips. That took away the cuteness, and made him more Demon like.

"Uh, yeah, I guess so," I shrugged my shoulders slightly, my eyes wide still shocked.

"Hey, it's Tori! We've heard so much about you!" another guy pitched in, his auburn hair flicked across his forehead, much like Reuben's.

"Uh, hi," I shyly waved, and prayed that they didn't all turn to look at me. Obviously, my prayers weren't enough, as twenty black eyes fell on me.

"Aw, you're so cute!" the same man that had shouted my name, said, stooping over to poke my cheek.

I blushed, and scowled at him. I hated being called cute, like that. It made me feel shorter than what I was. Then again, it was pretty hard to get any shorter than me. Especially since pretty much all of them were like a foot taller than me. There was one guy, about my height, but probably an inch or so taller.

"I'm not," I shook myself away from him.

They all laughed, saying how I was cute, and totally ignored how embarrassed I was. Reuben just rolled his eyes at them, and grabbed my stuff for me. I thanked him, and took one of the bags from him, despite his protests to help me. We managed to get them back through the door, and into the van one of them drove here.

Reuben took over, and drove, and I sat upfront with us. There were three seats in the front, and I was going to sit in the middle, but the blond guy decided to be annoying, and take my place. So, I sat next to the window, away from Reuben, The worst thing was, Blake - the blond guy - knew that I wanted to sit there. Okay, Demon he is.

The plan was to drop me off at Mollie's, and then they'd go find Shane, and head into action. Well, that was their plan. Of course, I had my own. As if I'd happily let Reuben skip back into Angel hell, and try to help them. Hell no. I had plans. It was surprising that Reuben believed I was letting him go. 

"We're here," Reuben announced, cutting the engine off, and he sounded... depressed, to be honest.

Nodding, I took it as my cue to get out of the van. Blake said a quick goodbye to me, followed by many other farewells from the guys in the back. I just waved in response, and I felt the door open beside me. He had both of my bags in his grasp, as he opened the gate leading up to Mollie's place with his hip. Of course, I tried to take one, but no, he had to be awkward. And politely, gentleman, cute. 

"You're here!" I heard Mollie squeak, before we even got to the door.

"We are," Reuben nodded once, as if she was a five year old.

"No need to get snappy," Mollie muttered, "Tori! It's been a while!"

"It has," I copied Reuben's tone, gaining a laugh from him.

"Okay, guys, cut it out," she snapped, but a smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Reuben invited himself in, and placed by bags in the hall. Again, I thanked him, but he shook it off. 

"Ollie will be here soon, I didn't tell him you're staying with us..." she trailed off, and I kind of guessed that Ollie had moved in with her, instead of vice versa.

"Ah, he'll be happy," I sarcastically replied, but there was a bit of truth somewhere in there.

"Can give you us a minute?" Reuben interrupted, directing his words to Mollie.

Her face saddened as she realised why he wanted a private moment, "Yeah, I'll be in the kitchen, if you need me."

She disappeared, into what was assumably the kitchen. Before I could turn back to Reuben, I felt him pull me into his arms. Immediately, I hugged him back, the side of my face resting on his chest. His gentle heartbeat stuttered a couple times, until a thought dawned on me. He gave me his heart, hence why he turned into a Demon. So why does he have one blue eye, one black, and a heartbeat? I was so confused, and then really wasn't the time to ask.

"You know I might not come back, right?" he whispered, his lips brushing my hair.

"Right," I replied, my voice cracking.

"And the others might not either, right?" his voice was getting quieter with each word.

"Right," I repeated, my voice so low I was surprised he heard me.

"And that if you're considering joining us, you can think again," he told me.

"Wh-what? How did you know that?!" I demanded, pulling away from him.

He rolled his eyes as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "When I was shot, and you thought I died, I could hear you for about ten minutes. You were screaming like crazy - Therefore, I doubt you're going to let me go without a fight."

"Why didn't you shout anything back!?" I accused.

"Because they gagged me," he softly responded, taking me back into his arms.

Oh. Well, that only made me seem like a slight bitch. I gave up on trying to apologise, because he'd seemed to have moved on, unaffected by my cold words.

"You can't stop me from coming with you," I told him.

"Can't I?" he sounded slightly amused, and I heard Blake join us, "Consider Blake you're body guard. Or baby sitter - whichever you prefer."

"You're joking," I pulled away again, to look into his eyes.

"Nope, you're mine!" Blake casually slung his arm over my shoulders, kind of as if he was drunk.

"Touch her, and I will kill you," Reuben warned him, and I actually just face palmed.

Reuben got me a baby sitter. Not to mention, one who happened to be a Demon, also. A cocky Demon, too. He was a friend of Reuben's, so he couldn't be that bad, but still... He got me a freaking baby sitter! I wasn't ten! 

"I know, man. She's just my little sister," Blake playfully ruffled my hair, and I scowled at him.

For a few more minutes, I hugged Reuben, and Blake joined Mollie in the kitchen. I could hear their casual conversation from the hall, and I was on the verge of tears. There was no way I could get past Blake, someone twice the size of me, to help the others. I was a useless, vulnerable, little girl again, as always. I was always the helpless one, that constantly needed a guardian. I'd put up with it, in fact, I enjoyed being looked after. But ever since Reuben was gone, I became independent, and I could take whatever was thrown at me.

"I better go," he quietly said, pulling back, but not letting go.

"Yeah..." I mumbled, gazing up at him.

"I love you," he told me, dead straight looking into my eyes.

"I love you too," I instantly replied, not even having to think about it.

Without kissing me, he turned around, and began walking away. The confident Tori emerged, and I grabbed his shoulder. He turned around, confused, and I kissed him. I felt him smugly smile, as if it was his plan to get me to kiss him, for a change. It lasted for a few seconds, until the nine guys in the van started wolf-whistling, and yelling dirty comments at us. 

"See ya later?" I suggested.

"See ya later," he nodded, flashed me one last smile, and left me.

My heart was aching like crazy, but I shoved it away, and forced myself not to cry. That would be embarrassing. Solemnly, I wandered into the kitchen, to find Mollie and Blake talking. I cleared my throat, and they smiled at me, sympathy in their eyes. Great, pity the weak one, why don't you?

"So, you're my baby sitter," I nodded once at Blake.

He snorted, "Hell no," I frowned in confusion, "Please, like we're gonna sit back, whilst he has all the fun."

And that, Ladies and Gentlemen, is why Blake is a Demon.

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