Hell Is Coming (The Watcher's Series Book 1) by N.P. Martin Read Free Book Online Page B

in the carpet that led towards Josh’s room.
    Why all the water? Not like Diane to be so messy.
    “Diane, you in there?” I said as I pushed the bathroom door open.
    I screamed when I saw Diane in the tub. The water was red and her neck was twisted around at an impossible angle, her tongue poking out the side of her mouth like it had tried to escape. Her eyes were frozen open. I ran to the bath tub. “No, no, no…Diane…”
    She was dead.
    Someone had broken her neck and stabbed her in the belly.
    My chest heaved as I tried to control my emotions.
    This can’t be happening. Diane can’t be dead.
    But she was dead, as dead as I’ve ever seen anybody.
    Who would do this?
    I turned around and there was something written on the mirror. It was scrawled in blood it looked like: JOSH WITH US NOW. YOU WILL BE SOON AS WELL.
    Underneath the text there was a smiley face, also drawn in blood.
    What the hell did that mean?
    “Josh!”
    I ran out of the bathroom and into Josh’s room. He wasn’t there, not that I expected him to be. Whoever or whatever had killed Diane had also taken Josh.
    But why? Who would want to kidnap my brother and why do they want me as well?
    I was shaking, breathing hard as I glanced around Josh’s room. It was a mess, like someone had trashed the place. It looked like he had put up a fight against whoever had taken him. The widescreen TV had been ripped off the wall and lay smashed on the floor. The shelves that held all his trophies that he won fighting were also broken off the wall, the trophies snapped and smashed on the floor. Even the curtains had somehow been torn from the railing and lay scrunched on the broken bed. Josh was tough, strong, he knew how to fight. Obviously he hadn’t been easy to restrain.
    At least he was still alive.
    Or at least I hoped he was.
    Taking out my phone, I rang Josh’s number again, thinking that maybe whoever had taken him would answer and tell me what they wanted, tell me what I had to do to get my brother back.
    The phone dropped from my ear when I heard Josh’s ringtone coming from close by. I looked around for a second and saw his phone lying on the floor. “Fuck!” I screamed.
    What was I supposed to do now?
    Think, Leia, think. Call the cops.
    I dialed 911 and an operator answered, but just as they did I hung up the phone. Something told me the cops wouldn’t be able to help me. It was Diane’s neck that made me hang up, the impossible angle her head was twisted. I didn’t think an ordinary person could do such a thing. Whatever was going on, it had something to do with the whole business of Josh and me being “Watcher’s” as my mom had called us, even though Josh didn’t know anything about that stuff yet. This was demons or some other monster.
    What if they’re still here in the house?
    It was an ice cold thought that nearly made my heart jump out of my chest. I still hadn’t checked my room or Diane’s. Someone or something could be in there, waiting for me.
    Oh fuck . Surely they would have grabbed me by now if they were still there?
    I was starting to wish I had a weapon on me, maybe one of those swords from my mom’s lockup. Now I knew why she needed all that stuff.
    I might as well have been naked, so vulnerable did I feel, but somewhere deep inside of me something stirred. At first I thought it was just a side effect of the fear and panic until it started to spread throughout my whole body;  a warm feeling that brought with it a strange sense of calm. I was still  terrified, defenseless and alone, but physically it was like I didn’t give a shit, like I was ready for anything.
    Was this the angel part of me coming to the forefront to protect me?
    Right then I hoped so as I walked out of Josh’s room and across the hall where against my better judgment I pulled down the handle on my bedroom door and let it swing open, readying myself in case there was anyone or anything in there. I stood on edge in the doorway as I got flashbacks