The Mysterious Demon Book 2

-Dominic-

"I assure you, Arthur, everything's fine and I'll see you as soon as I can," I try to reassure Arthur who was on the other side of my phone call. He had been blowing my phone up this past week but because of everything that's happened, I hadn't been able to get in contact with him until now when I was less than five minutes away from my house.

He had told me that he needed me to explain everything to him, that he needed to hear the truth and that he needed to talk to Nick properly as well. I jokingly asked if he wouldn't lash out like he did before but he gave me an unsure, "I can't promise you" before carrying on. It was worrying sure, but there had been so much going on that this now seemed almost insignificant. Almost.

"Is he still mad?" Nick asks from behind me, the rest of the guys following pursuit too.

"Seems like it," I answer.

In terms of Nick's now former gang, they all separated to go home after that night but it wasn't a goodbye. Everyone left thinking that this was a new beginning, a new chapter to their lives. Some were comfortable in the environment they were in and wanted to continue in drugs and crime, no one stopped them. Other's thought they'd take the opportunity to start something completely different. In general, no one left angry or dissatisfied. The group even agreed that they would all meet annually and do some kind of event. This year was camping, maybe next year it'll be a dance. Regardless, we agreed we'd do it together and it would be crazy.

We also all agreed to stay in touch more, visit around and see each other more individually.

Agreeing to all of these things felt off to me as if we were making new year resolutions but in late March. It seemed so weird to be so happy and...peaceful?

My body wouldn't relax and I wasn't sure why. It wasn't that I felt that anyone there was a bad person, a lot of them were really friendly and didn't present themselves to have any hidden agendas. I would know since I've been around a lot of people who have. And yet my body felt it was ready to fight. That something would go wrong.

In any case, I stopped outside of the door to my house which made the rest of the guys pause too but although they probably thought I stopped because of keys, I actually stopped because even while I was here, I didn't feel comfortable. Granted, I never had.

I had only started paying for this house before losing to King. I built this off of reducing money, my last winnings, until I had picked up the business and afforded the place that way, but the feeling never left me, I'd go as far as to say it haunted me.

It was why I never liked being at home and left everything almost looking minimalistic. My room was supposed to bring me peace by being simple but instead, it emphasised my feeling of loneliness, leaving me trapped in my thoughts.

I'd often wake up, curling myself in as tight as I could to get away from the walls or I'd go to sleep tugging at my hair to try and stop my head from spinning. It never worked.

this way though so I pushed the feeling back quickly,

"Arthur?" I asked through the phone, looking down at it as I opened the door and let us inside, thinking I may have

as I looked up from the phone, I and Nick from what I felt, had been engulfed in a hug. It left us both pretty confused, especially since it was Arthur that we had received it from. He was still pretty tall in comparison to me and only a little taller than Nick so it

thought that meeting him again would mean another argument, a fight, a need to

the same to me and after conversing mentally a little, we both went to hug Arthur back with the one arm that we each had

nice things from people I hardly knew so the feelings didn't quite hit, not the way that these current ones did. Hearing my

until Arthur's hand rubbed behind his neck and he says, "I'm sorry for being as angry as I was before instead of

to be angry, I'm sorry," he turned his head to me, "To the both of you," he continues, "I'm

dick," Zack came in, swinging an arm

though as he walked forward too, "Maybe just one ball, still needs to

it, the act was quite

whispers to me, I was relieved to think I wasn't the only one who thought

whilst almost shaking so I don't know Blake," Jason too? I started genuinely

are disbanded?" The voice was a mildly familiar one but it wasn't familiar enough to be considered safe. I grabbed the gun out of Nick's backpack pocket and swiftly pointed it in the direction

It was Jordan.

not being in a gang anymore, it didn't instantly take away their reflexes, they were armed and they were ready to shoot as I was. I just

our trance surprisingly was Arthur, "Do you guys

asked and Arthure looked back at me as if confused as to why

small world. "I thought you knew since Jordan was also how Xavier got some of his information too, in terms of gangs and what The Men of Mayhem were doing anyway." It was this piece of information that had me fully turn my attention away from Jordan and completely onto Arthur but before I could question him further, Blake took a step in front of me and

voice was low and threatening, something I didn't hear often but it sent

might as well tell you all," Jordan starts, looking around and getting a nod of approval

wasn't surprising that he left, when I knew him from before the whole gang business, Jordan was a good guy, but to ask for protection from people he tried to

and her defining feature was her short curly ginger hair that shone under the