Chapter ten
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NORAH STEWART'S POV
"Wait,"I called him loud enough for him to hear.
"I will come in right away in one condition," He said through the keyhole.
"What,"I asked feebly.
"Don't talk about the very slight kiss,"He said showing his calm embarrassed face.
"Okay,"I said though I really wanted to talk about it.
"So what did you want to say,"He asked sitting by my bedside.
"Thanks,"I said smiling.
"For what Norah, it's getting wierd."He said.
"For deciding to take care of me yet am a cursed child."I said.
"If you repeat saying you are a cursed child u will also you."He said it as a joke but I stared at him blankly.
"You are welcome." He said and walked to the door.
"Goodnight," I told him.
"Likewise,"He left locking the door behind him.
I took my sleeping pills and stared patiently waiting for sleep to come and take over.
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"Your future is bright child," He said. I am used to his smoke form devil state but it still scared the hell out of me.
"Thank you father."I said shortly.
"Bora Bora Highlands is to be yours."He continued saying.
"Where is my mother,"I asked.
"I have lost track of her but meanwhile stay safe." He said and disappeared.
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MARCUS MARKETS POV.
I am a literally dead when I sleep person but her screams woke me up and I got myself panting.
Is the serial killer in here?
Those questions Criss crossed my mind leaving me confused.
I reached for my safe and fished out my AK-47 gun and started walking out of my room in caution.
I reached for her door but it was locked from the inside.
"Open this door or I will shoot,"I ordered but I heard no movement except the slight moans someone produces when being strangled to death.
"Don't kill her! Come out serial killer, am not afraid of you!" I shouted but this time there was no movement and I was crystal clear he was done with killing her and this made me feel weak.
I used all the bits of strength remaining in my muscle to kick the door open and closed my eyes.
I never wanted to see her dead. Not in my watch.
I opened my eyes slowly only to see her sleeping on her bed. I moved closer to her and I could see her bedding wet. It must have been a bad dream that scared the hell out of her. I thought.
"Norah! Norah! Wake up,are you okay?" I said this shaking her.
She did not wake up almost immediately but the veins that had surfaced in her face depicted she was in a form of struggle.
I rushed to the kitchen and come back with a jug of water and poured it on her face and she woke up with a mixed dealing of anger and fear.
"What the f**k Marcus."She shouted panting.
"Am sorry."I said completely not knowing what to do next.
"Water, really?"She asked getting out of her bed.
"I just wanted to wake you up." I defended myself.
"So where am I supposed to sleep?" She asked completely bored by whatever I did.
"If you are mad at me, so what was I supposed to do? Huh? You kept screaming and for a second I thought the serial killer was trying to kill you. Do you know how glad I was to know that you were safe and sound it was just a bad dream? "I asked but kept talking."You should thank me. That is what a normal person should do."I said completely disappointed in her.
"You have not answered my question. Where am I supposed to sleep now that my bedding is all wet." She asked.
"You can sleep on my bed."I said."Follow me," I told her as I walked out of the door.
I can't pretend I didn't see her petit thighs beneath those short shorts and a tank top.
Petit girls are always my thing. That is why I ended up with Mia. The thing with petit girls is that they get angry easily and don't show their affection. This I had seen in Mia,Norah and somehow Agatha Miller. Good for her now that she is with Lyoid.
First of all, I had never seen Lyoid with a girlfriend. I heard him complain sometime back that girls turned her down. Not to brag that am better looking than he is and it's good he took advantage of Agatha Miller in her deepest hour of need.
I hope he helps her heal and he loves her with his whole heart.
"If I sleep on your bed, where are you going to sleep?"She asked me standing beside by bed.
"On the floor," I said and started pulling some duvets and sheets from the closets.
"You don't have to do that,"She said and I stopped what I was doing to look at her.
"Why,"I asked puzzled.
"You can sleep with me."she offered and made herself comfortable in bed leaving space for me to sleep.
"I can't."I said without thinking.
"It leaves me no choice."She said and got out of bed and reached for the door and I knew for sure she was going to sleep on her wet bed.
"Wait."I said before she turned the door knob.
She turned to look at me.
"You can come and sleep with me. I agree to sleep with you."I said this unsure of her decision.
"No, what kind of a person will I be to let you sleep on the floor?"She asked lashing at me.
"Am sorry, come back please," I begged.
She walked back to the bed and waited for me to join her in bed.
I removed my t-shirt and switched off the lights and joined her in bed.
I felt like it was going to be a long night.
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NORAH STEWART'S POV
I was unsure of everything that happened for the past thirty minutes and I knew for sure that I was a bad person.
Marcus is sleeping next to me and he had saved me from my nightmare yet I couldn't manage to tell him what the dream was about like a normal person.
It was very wierd sleeping next to him and I had to sleep at the very edge to stop getting into contact with him.
"Marcus,"I said swiftly without thinking.
"Yes,"I thought he had slept when his eyes were tightly closed but he answered back. He was very awake.
"What is your worst nightmares,"I asked him getting comfortable each moment that I tangled my legs in his.
"My worst nightmare is that the serial killer will kill many people almost thirty of them without us getting a hold of him."He said his deep voice reaching my ears very well.
"That's so bad."I said in a whisper.
"But don't he scared, we will catch up with him tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow."He said.
"I hope you do. Though it scares me Marcus."I told him and before I knew it he had laid me on his comfortable chest.
"Don't be scared, I will take care of you Nono,"He said this and I realised he already had a nickname for me.
"Thank you."I said."Don't call me Nono, when people call me nick names something bad happens,"I warned him.
"You have many superstitions Nono but if that is what you want this is the last time I will call you Nono,"He said his hands holding my waist.
"Stop."I ordered.
"Okay,"He said shortly.
"Are you asleep."He asked after a while.
"No,"I said.
"What is your worst nightmare."He asked.
"My worst nightmare is that I will die."I told him.
"Why do you say such a thing. I mean everyone will die sooner or later."He said completely puzzled.
"I will die!"I said firmly.
"Fine, let's stop talking about death like that."He said groaning.
"Okay,"I said in a bad tone.
"Are you going to tell me about your dream or you are not comfortable sharing it?"He asked.
"It's good you know me by now. I am a secretive person but I promise I will tell you about it sooner or later."I told him .
"Hmm,"He said.
"I just hope you will never lie to me again. You should learn to trust me.The sooner the better ."He said.
"Okay ," I said and tried to sleep.
I mean, how could I tell him my parents are demons and my mother killed Jossie and was trying to kill me. He is a detective. He had arrested me once and he would do it again and again each time he had no lead because I was capable of that now that I was a child of a devil.
Trust is such a big thing to give to someone.Honestly, I would never tell him about my mother, what if she is the serial killer?
She is capable of anything and that is why I knew that the serial killer could be a she.
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