The Human Side (The Demon Side Series) by Heaven Liegh Eldeen Read Free Book Online Page A

into her neck to taste what other flavors her body might hold.
    “We’re trying to figure out how to explain your lip.”
    “Didn’t Amy tell you?”
    “Ramen doesn’t think it’ll work because he didn’t get hurt,” Amy answered.
    “I’ve got it. Ramen, stand up.” Gabriel stood up across from me. Before I could stand, a sudden explosion went off on the side of my nose. Blood drained from my nostrils onto my shirt.
    “What the hell?”
    “What? Problem solved. Problem staying solved. Now you’re hurt, too.” Gabriel said with a chuckle.
    “You could have warned me.” I pinched my nose to keep from bleeding all over myself. Unsure of her intention, I flinched when Amy came over and reached for my hands.
    “Best way to stop a nose bleed is pinching the pressure points in between your thumb and forefinger,” she said as her fingertips dug into the web of flesh connecting the two. As if she held the healing powers of our Father, the bleeding stopped.
    To keep up appearances, we drove to John’s in the van. Much to my surprise, the house hadn’t a single light on. I doubted John would go to bed while his daughter stayed out late doing who knows what.
    “Sweet. Dad’s asleep. You guys want a ride home?”
    Etta’s question reminded me that we weren’t supposed to let her find out we were staying with John until we could make other arrangements. Gabriel and I couldn’t simply walk into a sleeping family’s home.
    “No, thank you. We will walk from here,” Gabriel said, saving me from thinking of what to do.
    “Thank you for choosing the Mormon-mobile; have a safe trip, and see us again soon,” Amy jested as we exited the van. Before I could say goodnight, the girls left. In pretense, we began walking down the street. By the time we reached the end of Potomac Avenue, we assumed it would be safe to return to the Divad home.
    Creeping in, as to not wake anyone, I nearly jumped from my skin when a light in the living room turned on.
    “Care to explain why I received a call from a family friend that you attacked him?”
    “It’s a simple misunderstanding.”
    “I wouldn’t call a broken nose and fractured jaw a misunderstanding. However, you will have a chance to explain your actions and apologize tomorrow afternoon.”
    “Apologize?” The thought of that twit, let alone John telling me to apologize to him, had crossed the line.
    “Yes. Tristan will be over for lunch tomorrow, and you will apologize to him. That is an order.” John walked up the stairs.
    “How dare you give me an order then turn your back to me!”
    Gabriel blocked me from advancing behind John on the stairs. If not for the fact he would overpower me in my current state, I would rip him apart for such disrespect.
    “My house, my rules. You’ll be sleeping in Etta’s room tonight. There are extra pillows and blankets on the bed. Goodnight, boys.” John spoke, keeping his back to me.
    As we came to Etta’s door, I looked back at John’s. I knew he wouldn’t be asleep. I could go in and lay down just how the rank system really worked, but Gabriel led me by my arm into the room.
    Expecting two large men to sleep on a twin size bed must have been a joke. After offering the mattress to each other, we decided to sleep on the floor. My anger must have shown as I threw a pillow.
    “Speak your mind, Brother.”
    Telling Gabriel I didn’t want to talk about it would be pointless. He had a notorious reputation amongst our brothers as pushy when it came to us venting our troubles. “The nerve of him giving me an order is one thing, but to apologize to that arrogant, sniveling, snake Tristan is a different insult. I should go in there and crack his jaw.”
    “Calm yourself. You know that will prove nothing. Let us pray.”
    Facing each other as we knelt down, foreheads touching, we joined hands and silently prayed. I kept my prayer simple before asking the questions foremost in my mind. Have I done enough? Did I show enough of my