I'll Fight For You

I flicked through the papers in front of me. I felt the others watching me. I could hear Mike and Jaime mumbling while Tony hit them. Vic was just sat with his arms folded. I felt someone join me and looked up. Jess smiled gently and took the papers from me.
"I need them." I rushed.
"Han', I think you should rest now. You've done so much researching." Jess tried.
"No!" I exclaimed. "There has to be something."
"We've looked. We can't find anything." Jess sighed.
"But it happens to every one of them. The Haunted always get possessed. It always happens. Demonic possession is the reason they die. If I don't find how to fight it I might as well already be dead!"
"Stop," Vic snapped. I looked at him and his eyes softened. "I don't know what we can do." Vic sighed.
"We're not trying hard enough!" I stood up.
"Everyone in this room knows this is all bullshit!" Vic sighed. He bent down and grabbed the papers. "Those prone to it. How it occurs. Who to go to when it takes place. There's no way to fight it! Not unless we have a priest on speed dial!"
"Vic." I muttered. He sighed heavily and came to me. He took my face in his hands gently. Vic's lips met mine and he kissed me quickly.
"I'm sorry." he told me.
"You're right." I looked down.
"I'm going home to change. I'll be back soon. I promise," he smiled. I nodded and he kissed me once more. Vic walked towards the bed and put his hand on Mike's shoulder. "Don't take your eyes off of her."
"Sure." Mike nodded.
I watched Vic leave and collapsed down into the chair. I put my head in my hands and closed my eyes. I could hear the whispering that never went away. Even covering my ears didn't help. It was in my head. I balled my hands into fists and started pounding them into my head.
"Get out! Get out! Get out!" I screamed. Jaime rushed forwards and held my wrists.
"Stop." Jaime said firmly.
"Make them go away. They never stop." I begged.
"I can't." Jaime said sadly. He held my hands and squeezed.
"It's coming. I can feel it." I rushed.
Then I heard loud bangs from upstairs. I gasped and stood up. "I'll go see what it is." Jess said. She disappeared up the stairs and closed the door. I sat back down and glared hard at the floor.
"Hannah!" Jess yelled. I stood up and went out of the basement, with the others following me. We walked down the hall and I stopped. At the door was Mom and Jaime's dad. They weren't in the house, Jess's parents were denying them entry.
"What are you doing here?" I asked flatly. I folded my arms and bit my lip anxiously. Jaime stepped in front of me and Mike was hovering protectively behind me.
"We have come to take you. The hospital only phoned today. You need help!" Mom rushed.
"You are not taking her anywhere." Karen said quickly.
"She is sick."
"She is not!" Karen spat back.
"Jaime, Hannah needs help." his dad said.
"No, she doesn't," Jaime shook his head violently. "Maybe if you listened to her you'd realise that."
"What you're saying is insane, Hannah. It's not real." Mom said.
"Oh, it must be cramped in your narrow mind," Karen fumed. Jess's dad - Nick was trying to calm Karen down. He placed his hand on the small of her back. "No! By calling Hannah sick she is saying Aidan was sick," she turned to Mom and narrowed her eyes. "Was my son sick? I suppose you'll say he killed himself. If you do God help you! If it's all in her head why did my son's heart stop? Explain me that, you narrow minded bitch!" she spat. Mom just stood there in shock.
"Hannah." Mom said weakly.
"I'm staying here. Please leave." I said deadpan. I rubbed my eyes roughly. Mom watched me sadly.
"I love you." she told me.
"I asked you to leave. I don't need any more to worry about."
"I can't leave you."
"She asked nicely." Mike said tightly. Mom finally nodded and the door was closed on them.
"Mike." I breathed. I needed Vic and Mike was the closest thing to him I had right now. My head snapped back and my legs felt weak. I fell down onto the floor. My head hit off of the floor. I heard people rushing around me. I couldn't keep my eyes opened. That's when I passed out.

I could see Vic walking out of his house. He closed the door behind him then he started walking. There was the sound of a car backfiring somewhere and Vic stopped. He looked around him and frowned. He walked to an alley, walking down to take the short cut. But at the end of the alley I saw myself. I was hunched over with blood covering my face. Vic saw me and I watched his eyes widen before he ran over.
"Han'!" Vic screamed. "Shit!" he bent down and wrapped his arms around the thing. He took off his t-shirt to stop the bleeding on my face. "What happened? Can you hear me?" he rushed. The thing started to laugh. Vic was confused until he saw it's eyes. The eyes were black. Vic jumped back a little and the thing stood up. They wrapped a strong hand around his throat and squeezed. Vic gasped for air. But it was too late, his eyes drooped and once the hand was loosened he fell weakly to the floor.

My eyes opened and I gasped. My chest was rising rapidly. My throat was so tight. I felt like I was going to be sick. They hurt Vic. How could they hurt him? It's me who they're trying to hurt. I looked around and I saw I was in Aidan's room with Jaime, Jess, Mike and Tony sat close to me. I rushed to sit up.
"Thank God." Jaime breathed in relief.
"Where's Vic?" I rushed.
"Calm down." Tony tried.
"How long have I been out?"
"Five or six hours." Jess shrugged.
"Where's Vic?" I repeated. "He said he'd be back soon. It's been hours," They all looked between themselves. Mike glared at the floor and his hand clenched around the blankets on my bed. "Mike, don't lie to me."
"We don't know," he frowned. "He isn't answering his phone. He got home fine, then after he left to come back here. Never did manage it," Mike explained. There was no emotion in his voice. I looked in his eyes and saw they were swollen and empty. "Guess he wondered off or something." he laughed. But there was no humour to him. He looked half dead.
"No." he mumbled. I shook my head and covered my face. This can't happen. Not to him.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? What about Hannah's parents? Do they believe her? What about Hannah's dream? Is Vic okay? Will they find him? :)