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ChapterTwenty
Harlow
Monday Night
Third Floor Common Room
Watching Kol and Monty react toTheRocky Horror Picture Showwas the best entertainment I’d had in years. They both looked downright startled.
Since they refused to leave me alone for a second, or let me leave the floor, Drake had set us up in the common room, connecting his laptop so we could at least watch a movie.
Had someone asked me a year ago if I could see myself watching this with a gargoyle and a demon commander beside me, I’d think they were the crazy one.
Hiro was tired and went to bed early, and Drake had been hanging with his mom before going to bed. I couldn’t sleep so here we were. It was hard to give into exhaustion when you didn’t know what was coming for you. If I wasn’t paranoid before, I definitely was now.
“What is this?” Kol question.
“You guys have never seen a movie before?” I said innocently. Monty was loving it, cracking up from the moment the red lips sang on the screen.
“I was frozen in stone,” Kol deadpanned. “Not a lot of time for movies. Is this what they’re all like?”
“No.” I laughed, grabbing the popcorn bowl and offering it to him. Of course, he turned it down.
“I don’t eat food,” he said absently. I froze at his words.
“Wait... what?” I knew they never joined us for meals but they had to feed somehow, right?
“We don’t eat at all,” Kol confirmed. “Or drink, we do breathe, though.”
“But I watched Stravos eat fries,” I said in shock.
“He’s got more humanity than we do. Stravos doesn't have to eat, he just likes food, I guess,” Kol said with a shrug.
“Can you eat food, Monty? I know you guys live on emotion, but can you eat food too?” He leaned forward and scooped up some popcorn before popping it into his wide mouth. It was fascinating to watch him eat. His teeth gnashed at the kernels, yet he somehow made no mess.
When he swallowed it down, he finally answered. “We can, we just don’t. We don’t exactly have feasts in Helheim.”
“This is not how humans dress,” Kol said as he pointed at the man on screen in tiny gold shorts and nothing else. He was oblivious to our continued conversation as he fell underRocky Horror’s spell. “I’ve never seen you wear this.”
I bit back a laugh, knowing he would be so much more confused once the movie progressed. This movie was a whole experience.
A scream echoed from the TV, then was joined by one in the hallway. A door slammed open, and we jumped to our feet, knocking over the popcorn and racing down the hall.
Sarah was hysterical, and I shoved past Monty and Kol to reach Drake who had just walked into her room again.
“Mom, Mom, it’s me. Drake. Calm down.” She relaxed at that, though her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Sarah was still groggy but something had definitely spooked her.
“I’m sorry,” she rasped out. “I thought I saw a ghost, but it was just your father, Drake,” she reassured him, patting his cheek.
“Dad wasn’t here, Mom,” he said. “You were sleeping, I would have noticed if he was here.”
Monty shifted me aside and moved in. He took a deep breath and shook his head.
“There was no demon here.”
“He was here,” she insisted. “Just like always.”
“Was it a dream, Sarah?” I questioned in a soothing tone. She looked at me and shook her head.
