Insane

Bruce smile as the soft hands keep working on his hair, slowly he opened his eyes, searching for those hands and Linda face came in view stroking his hair.
"Holy moly!"
He jumped down from his bed.
"What in the name of...."
"Must you make a fuss of everything "

He ruffled his hair.
"Mom"
"How are you son"
He almost roll his eyes.
"Shouldn't you be asking Dixon that "
"What's wrong asking you "
"Mom, you hardly ask me since your priorities are on Dixon not me"
Linda stood up from the bed, standing in front of him.
"You're still my son, I care for you too "

"Whatever Mom, just go over to Dixon, he needs you more than I do,anyway "
Linda shook her head in negativity.
"You need me more, both of you. And am gonna try and be there for you both "
"Alright Mom, can you leave now seeing you here irks me"
"Bruce!"
"Sorry Mom "

He walked past her into the bathroom slamming the door behind him.
Linda watched him out of the corner of her eyes.
"I need to speak to sir Albert urgently, please tell him am here "
"I already did that mister, he said you should wait for a moment he will be with you”
Roy nodded again, pacing around.
"Excuse me please "
The butler turned to him.
"Never mind."
Roy waved him off.

Linda watched him as she climbed down the stairs.
"And who're you?"
Roy twirled around to face her.
"Good morning mrs Albert.
“Am Lucas Roy"
"Oh you're Lucas' son, you came here the other day"
"Yes mrs Albert "
"Call me Linda please "

Roy nodded but didn't dare say the name.
"What's your business with Albert "
"Our businesses has nothing to do with you "
Albert came out of the study with santus behind him, shutting the door.
He approached them with his hands tucked in his pocket.
His appearance alone would send you bowing at him.
His aura speaks for him.

He didn't even need to say much.
Bruce was upstairs watching them, he hated himself for not having those looks of Albert but had that soft looks of Linda.
Dixon was lucky to look so much like their father than he.
He cussed inwardly.
Walking back to his room.
"Be careful husband"

Linda drawled at the last word, walking past him to the kitchen.
"Come with me Roy "
Roy hasten his footsteps after Albert as they walked towards a room which was not his study.
They sat comfortably on a chair opposite themselves.
Roy looked down, cause he knew he messed up, and didn’t get the book.
"I couldn’t get the book.”
Albert didn’t say a word but just watched him. He leaned back into the chair.
"What’re You doing here then, why are you here.”
"But I know something. A warning.”
Albert laughed.

“A warning about what? What can you possibly warn me about.”
“There’s Someone planning on killing you sir Albert, you’ve to be careful. And the other warning is on the full eclipse be sure to lock your door, because she would be a full borne demon. Her humanity will be wiped out completely. You don’t want to end up like my father.”
“Someone is planning on killing me? It could be the demon girl.”
“We can’t say, sir, it could be a fellow human like you.”
“How did you know about all this?”
“It’s my work remember.”



"Ho-ho, look what you have cause"

"Humph, disgusting Dixon "
The sing song voice came again from those flowers in the vase.
"Shut up!"
He yelled, pointing fingers on the vase.
"Don't tell me to shut up, I didn't do anything "
"You're right, he's a stubborn ass"
It laughed at him.
"Shut up!"

"Don't take your anger out on me "
He held his head, walking away from the vase but he could still hear the distinct chatting.
"Am going mad"
He glanced sideways, everything he sight his eyes on was either talking to him or laughing at him, mocking him.
"It's just an hallucination"
"It's gonna pass" he assured himself.
He covered his eyes staggering on his feet as he walks back to the vase.
He took it.

"Oh you're gonna throw me out just like you did to her, you're inhuman "
"Shut up, am not going insane, stop talking nonsense "
The sing song voice came again.
"You're not insane, you're stupid humph"
He placed it back on the table and slide down on his knees.
It's been two days and he hadn't seen her.
Two days and he had been horrible.

He was still on his pajamas, barely able to do anything.
Expect hearing voices here and there...
He hugged himself, he never wanted any of this to happened.
His phone rang and he pulled it out from his pocket staring at the caller unknown ID.
He watched the phone ringing.
The caller was persistent.
He picked the call.
"Hello "

His voice was hoarse and low that he couldn't believe it was his voice so he said again.
"Hello "
But it wasn't any better. But he could go with this.
"Dixon right "
"And you're.."
“Detective Sean, you need to come over to the station right own. Do you know of a lady Elmer. “
“Elmer??”

That lady, that stop him the other day, that made mention of seeing him.
What now, this was the least of his problems.
“You need to confirm something. Be fast.”
He hanged up.

Dixon flung the phone aside. Hissing through his teeth. What he wanted to hear was Maeve’s voice, that she was okay, that she’s coming back to him.
Not some stupid investigating journalist.
A hour later he hurried to the bathroom washing his face, if the dark circles could reduce a bit.
But it didn't.
Groaning in annoyance. He lazily walked out of the house. Drawing circles on the wall as he walks
"Bye Dixon "
"Bye"
He halted.
Did he just reply.
He's insane.