Demon Sister by Josie Jones (the lemonade war series TXT) 📕

knew better. Fact was I should really stop lying to myself. That Porsche, the black, shiny car belonged to the one person on the planet who made my life a living hell. Without him it would just be… well, only hell on earth what for me personally was better than living in a living hell.
“Better ask who,” Lilith suggested, stretching her fingers and closing them to a fist over and over.
“Bitch,” I muttered. I still couldn’t move myself less than giving Lilith my I-hate-you-with-all-my-heart-and-weren’t-you-in-the-body-of-my-sister-I-would-rip-out-your-entrails- look. I just sat there, eyes locked on the black vehicle. Don’t know how long I stared at it, but at some time a man came out of the gas station shop with a bag of chips in his one hand and a bottle of coke in the other one. Bet it was diet coke. He only drank diet coke. Miserable bastard.
“You wanna kill him?”
Her dead, black eyes now focused too on the man with the chips, who was sliding into the drivers seat. The windows were tinted so I couldn’t see who was sitting next to him. I didn’t need a look, but I was curious about how he looked now. After all he was human. A bit.
“I wish I could.”
“No weapon?”
“No. I’m just decent enough not to kill him in public. We don’t need police looking for us. Ethan would kick my ass if that would happen.”
“Not killing the man who puts you through all the misery because you’re scared of some ass wiping? You disappoint me, Jesper.”
“Good thing I don’t give a rats ass about what you think of me.”
With that I stood, grabbing Lilith’s leach with one hand. Then, like a dog, I directed her back to the car. Twenty-five minutes of sleep should keep Ethan awake until we found a motel. Too bad I didn’t had the chance to wake him properly. Instead, I was standing face-to-face with chips-man. How the heck did he come in front of me so quickly?
“Got a problem?”
I raised an eyebrow, which didn’t intimidate him at all. Or if it did, he was a good enough actor not to show it. With his blond hair bound into a ponytail, the dark glasses sitting on his nose (in which I could reflect myself) and having on a sleek, black suit he looked more like an attorney than a man who could probably do some pretty good ass kicking.
“You are the problem. Always living on, never dying when you should. To be honest, you’re a pain in the ass for everybody in this business.”
This business. He let it sound so- what’s the word?- legal.
“I am always the problem.”
Sighing, I reached into my jacket pocket where I hid a 6mm pistol. Nobody can make you trouble if he is dead, can he? Okay, if he is like me or a f-ing zombie than that rule didn’t apply. But please- a man dressed as a lawyer couldn’t make it as a zombie. Zombies were nasty monsters who ate human flesh. They should look like it too. If a zombie in a suit came around, who would take him serious?
“Don’t you even think about pulling your gun or I’ll make sure you regret it.”
I wanted to laugh so badly I started shaking a bit. Lilith had her eyes on the man so she didn’t really bothered with my little almost-outbreak, but I could see the annoyance flash up in her eyes. She wanted to get the hell in the car and drive away. Even if she was a demon, she could get freaked out. And anybody who wasn’t freaked out by him was one tough son of a bitch. This suit guy was a little fly in comparison. Nothing I couldn’t handle myself. Still, Ethan did all the work me. Coming up silently behind him and hitting the blond dude so hard with the end of his gun, that it knocked the crap out of him, Ethan shook his head in disbelieve.
“You kept me waiting because of this?”
“Weren’t you supposed to sleep?”
Ethan frowned.
“Try sleeping by broad daylight in a stinking car. It’s harder than it sounds.”
It didn’t sound hard parse. Just very bloody unpleasant.
“He is the driver from him. I wanted to-”
Ethan looked up from the unconscious blond and narrowed his eyes.
“Don’t play with me Jesper. I had a nightmare of a night behind me. If that should be a joke it’s so bad that even I can’t fake a laugh.”
Frustrated I wanted to point to the black Porsche but thanks to the luck I had in life it was gone. Gaping, that stumping on the ground with one foot like a spoiled little kid I let out an irritated grunt.
“Bastard.”
“I saw him too if that’s important.”
Smiling, Lilith raised her hand. Ethan snored before heading back to the car.
“No, it isn’t.”
“If you hand said that a bit earlier,” I whispered furiously at the demon girl, but she just giggled.
“Then what? I said, I had to distract you somehow, now- didn’t I?”
“Why? If he’s dead a lot of you’re friends would be free.”
Assuming that dear Lilith had any friends. From the look she gave me, she didn’t.
Ethan already opened the door for her, sliding on the seatbelt for her as I took off the cloth stripes.
“What way did he drive?”
“I don’t know. Guessing north.”
It took me one good look at Ethan to notice that he was not angry but really angry. His normally calm face features were tense and his eyes seemed like they could bring ice to melt only by looking at it.
“Then we’ll go north.”
You have to understand: That man- the man in the car- was the one who was tracking me down ever since I took the first breath of air on earth. My mum died because of him. My sister got possessed every second week because of him. Ethan lost his whole family because of him. And only because that asshole had the power to control demons or spirits. Usually spirits, demons or monsters didn’t let somebody control them. They liked to have a free will and kill the ones they wanted to kill. But there were a few creatures who let themselves be controlled by humans or other monsters, so they could walk the earth without having to look for a good and strong vessel. Because as hard it is to get something out of the body as hard it is to get in there in the first place. And demons and spirits are very picky with they vessel due to the concept, that they keep it until the body can’t take no more bad energy from their rotten soul. That could take at the max four ‘til five years. Then the body was drained and the proper soul was gone.
But the more demons that walked the earth the larger the hole between the worlds (hell and earth) get and the more can come over. So my duty is it to close that freaking hole for once and for all and leave all the bad stuff to the lunatics and crazy people. Because what the demons and spirits do is so much worse than what a normal human could do. Trust me.
Oh, I didn’t know all of this until I was sixteen. So it’s pretty new to me as well. I never understood why Ethan was moving places all the years or why we had fake ID’s or why Rose would behave very strange at some days. Now I know. Now I know that it is all because that son of a bitch that keeps the demons and spirits on earth, so he could get power. So he could- some day- find a way to be immortal and walk the face of the earth for ever, terrorizing everything that lived.
Yeah, it was a strange world alright in which I lived. Where I traveled with my always possessed sister, a guy with more weapons than all American civilians together (who I wasn’t even related to) and a gun in my pocket, trying to hunt down the same person, who keeps stalking us, hiring demons to kill us (well, mostly me).
And I know how stupid it sounds. We could just wait until he comes for us ourselves you think, right? Well it isn’t that easy. Because we (well, I) have the duty to save mankind. Believe me: It’s a heavier burden than the ones normal people have to deal with. Not only am I fighting demons everywhere I go, there is a demon going everywhere I go. Pretty freaky. The freakiest thing is yet to come: The person who wants me dead is the same person who was even responsible for me living in the first place: That person was my ever so lovely dad.

Chapter two: Hellbucks

Everything is confusing at first but you’ll understand it soon enough. I did, too. Okay, honestly I had to because if I didn’t my sister and I would be dead as the chicken I was eating right now.
Munching, I turned up the radio feeling better than this morning. It was still my birthday (but it would be over in 21 minutes) and Ethan didn’t take a nap in a motel like I hoped and wanted for him. He decided to drive as long as it was light outside. Then he would stop at the corner of the highway and dozed off for a few minutes before driving again. That man could go countless days without sleep and still be intact for a bar fight. Still, I wanted him to sleep. To really sleep, dream pornographic dreams and wake up with a perverted smile on his lips like he did a few months ago when we all thought that my father was dead. But as a new demon linked itself to my sister Ethan and I knew that it wasn’t over.
Trying not to do it so obvious that Lilith would notice I looked over my shoulder to study her. Her eyes were closed and she was curled up against the seat. The black hair we inherited form our mother covered the most of her pale face. Burned in her flesh the symbol under her collarbone seemed to glow a bit in the sunset light, which made everything look peaceful and dreamy. The very opposite of what the world really was.
“You’re disgusting- staring at your sister’s breasts.”
“Why? Ew! No! I stared at- …forget it.”
“I’m afraid I will never forget,” Lilith snored with her lip corners turned down, glazing one badass look at me, before staring out the window. She looked more human than ever.
“Why can’t you let her go? Freely?” I pressed out between my teeth, hoping that my neck won’t stay so weirdly twisted as now. Lilith turned her head towards me and I think something like regret flashed through her dull eyes, before she grinned.
“’Cause I’m a demon and not your average spirit with a bad temper.”
Well go fuck yourself. Before I could punshthe demon out of Rose’s body Ethan grabbed my shirt collar with one hand and tugged me back into my seat.
“Put,” he growled and reminded me more than ever of a the big, bad wolf. As I wanted to move he stared at me furiously.
“Don’t even think about it.”
“Thinking about it.”
“Don’t do it then, dumb ass.”
I wanted to do it. Badly. Just turn around, slapping Lilith so often that she left the body out of free will. But I knew I couldn’t. I wouldn’t be that strong. With the gun it was faster. You