The unwanted visitor

Chapter two,

I yawned as I sat up from my bed and stretched. I looked at my clock which was strangely blinking 12:00 am on and off. I sighed and rubbed the temple of my head.

"That was a strange dream…" I mumbled.

Then I looked over at my painting, something seemed off about it. I got up as I clapped the lights on and walked over to look it over, and what I saw was like something straight out of a horror movie...

The man from my painting…...was gone.

I touch where he was supposed to be feeling kinda dumbfounded.

"I told you this is no dream…." I jumped at the seemingly familiar voice that spoke sternly behind me.

I froze, as thoughts raced through my mind.

'What the hell? An intruder? A burglar maybe? Has he come to kill me??... What should I do…

"Turn around… let me see what you look like in this life." He demanded.

I took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

I faced a man who was sitting in a randomly missed placed chair in the corner of my room. I quickly grabbed whatever I could in a panic and pointed it at him threateningly

"And what exactly are you going to do with that?" he asked as he placed his chin firmly on his fist in an amused voice.

I looked at what I grabbed and sighed…..I picked up the damn paint brush, like what is that going to do…?

"No look…..I don't know who you are or where you came from but you need to leave…NOW!.." I yelled.

"Leave? You want me to leave? After you called me here? I don't think you know what you've gotten yourself into, my Princess." he scoffed, sounding somewhat offended.

"You-your princess I think your delusional you-"

He pulled out my art journal and showed it to me.

"First you draw my sigil, then you draw me telling me how you wish I was real, then draw me in a portrait and call on me, and when I step out of said portal you threaten me with a paint brush and tell me to leave?" he question sternly, raising an eyebrow at me.

I looked at the picture of the man I drew earlier, studying it.

He was an exact carbon copy of my drawing, a real life version of it. I looked joltedly down at the paint brush I had in my hand, then turned around and frantically examined my paints. Everything just looked ordinary.

Then I looked back at him, still pointing my useless paint brush at him. I slowly walked towards him.

"Don't you dare move a muscle or do anything stupid... or touch me." I told him once I got closer, he just smirked in response.

I touched him and jumped back in response.

"I'm not a ghost if that's what you're wondering. I am as real as I can be my darling Isabella." he said as his tall figure stood up from the chair.

"How do you-"

"I know many things." he said, cutting me off as he took two steps towards me.

"I know everything there is to know about you." he says softly as he closed the gap between us.

"Are you….stalking me?" it didn't come out like I wanted. I trembled in his presents, my legs buckled with every inch closer he got to me.

I wanted to run but I was glued to that spot, my eyes glued to him...I couldn't get away even if I wanted to.

"No….you are mine….my destiny…..I've waited a millenia for this day, this moment...this...." he looked down at the paint brush and plucked it out of my hand; placing his palm on my face, caressing me every so gently.

I leaned into his touch closing my eyes, forgetting he was a complete stranger to me at that moment, even though he seemed so familiar. I opened my eyes to see his soft pair looking down on me in delight.

Then I remembered he was an intruder and pushed his hand away from me moving away from him as fast as possible.

A flash of hurt ran through his eyes quickly.

"N-no….i-i don't know what game you're playing at, but you won't fool me." I said as I grabbed my pants that had my car keys in and ran as fast as I coud down the stairs and out the house into my car.

I stumbled trying to put the key in the ignition. I heard him yell something as he stepped out of the house, I put the key in and drove away as fast as I could.

A few minutes had passed, with a sudden realization…..that was my damn house why did I leave….I mentally facepalmed myself for my stupidity.

I decided to go get my brother since I knew he would be able to help me.

Once I got to Jerry's Palace as he calls it, I dug in my back seat and grabbed my duffle bag of emergency clothing and got dressed in something better than my pj's.

I had put on my black bad girl halter top and black leggings to match and my black and gold Reebok sneakers.

I got out of my car and went to go find my brother. When I got inside, the place was insanely packed with people.

I sighed and struggled through the crowd looking for him. A few minutes of strobe lights flashing and people dancing around me, I had finally made it through the crowd.

I tracked quickly into the kitchen to see him there talking with a group of people and a very drunk looking Sarah hanging off of him.

I started walking up to him only to get stopped by some random drunk guy.

"H-hey...you sa-id you weren't going to be going to the party here to-tonihht…" he slurred.

"Heeeey yeah you're that one guy…..yeah no I'm just looking to get my brother then I'm gonna bounce ." I told him as I tried to walk off.

"Hey sexy….w-where yours been all my night? Come party with me." he said as he grabbed my arm.

"No thank you. Now please let go ..." I replied, trying to push passed him.

"Hey!...I said….PAR_TY with ME…..n that's what you're gonna do…..les go." he said angrily as he roughly grabbed me by the arm dragging me practically up the stairs.

"Let me go." I shouted as loud as I could then he yanked me close to him and picked me up over his shoulder holding me tighter then he was before.

"Shut the fuck up….las go. Stop kicking me or I'll make you regret that." he lamely threatens me. I was already regretting this.

Then he walked into a room and shut the door behind him, tossing me on the bed.

"No please….." before I could say anything else he grabbed me by my throat and pushed me down and climbed on top of me.

"I said shut the fuck up…..you will enjoy this….I'm definitely going to." he laugh menacingly.

I struggled against him but his grip only got tighter as I felt him trying to take my pants off and kissing me sloppily on my cheeks and lips. Tears started streaming down my face. I scratched at his hand trying to get him to let me go…..couldn't breath….he was crushing my wind pipes slowly.

Then he suddenly let me go and as something crashed hard and loud.

I coughed and gasped between each breath I drew of air and slowly sat up on the bed….that's when I saw him….beating the crap out of the guy who was trying to rape and kill me.

"Dan-Dantalion...no…...you'll kill him…"I tried to call out to him as loud as I could.

He had stopped and turned toward me with darkened eyes. Then he looked back at the guy who was probably unconscious.

"You touch her again...I'll make sure you'll suffer a fate worse than death." he told him punching him one more time then strided over to me quickly.

"Are you ok? He hurt you…..I wanted-why did you stop-I need to get you home." he said with his many incomplete questions.

He picked me up, refusing to let me walk and carried me back downstairs where this time my brother saw me and ran up to us stopping him on our path.

"Who the fuck are you and what did you do to my sister." he asked angrily looking.

"Watch your damn tone.….I haven't done anything... I was the one who just saved her while you're down here drinking and having a good time, she was getting violated-she could have been killed!" he yelled at him then stormed out as my brother followed silently behind us with Sarah.

When we got outside, he walked us over to my car.

"Wait!" My brother called after us. " You still haven't told me what happened… Who the hell Are you?" he questioned Dantalion.

Dantalion stopped in his tracks and turned around to face him.

"WATCH your tone with me… that guy… was he a friend of yours? Did you know he was going to do this?" he asked angrily.

" I had no clue… he would do that to her… she's my sister… I just wanted her to enjoy herself… but, that doesn't tell me who you are."

"I'm the guy who just did your fucking job for you…" he said as he continued to my car.

He gently placed me in the back seat of the car.

"I'll drive you just-just rest…...please….." he pleaded. All I could do was nod my head before everything went black.