“Aww, come on.” Alice complained as she pushed Bette off of her when she landed on her ribs. When Bette looked back to where the demon was he was gone.

“What the fuck was that?”

Grace controlled her laughter long enough to speak to Bette who was looking back and forth between the now empty spot and Grace. “That light is tied into every emotion you have for Christina right now. You blush and feel joy when ever someone mentions her name except when you’re scared because you do not fear her. That is the one and only emotion she has no connection to in you.”

“Ok, but what the fuck was that?!”

“Oh that’s just a little spell I use to use to get Alice and her brothers and sisters to go to bed. I’d make him appear behind the TV and scare the Be-Jesus out of them.” Grace said with an uncontrolled laughter in voice. Bette relaxed and gave a soft laugh at that image and relaxed enough to listen to Grace again. “I do have something to give you though. It’s from your mother and father, come on.” she said as she got up and headed upstairs.

“Alice are you coming?” Bette asked as she stood up getting ready to follow Grace.

“No,” she strained as she stretched and she said, “I’m gonna call that bitch of a mother and ask her about that bullshit Grace just told me.”

　

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Bette was a little wary walking up Grace’s stairs alone, she didn’t know this woman and yet she was walking through her house alone and still a little scared about what was about to happen to her. Bette got to the top of the long stairs and looked to her right down a long hallway. It was dark and the wooden doors were even a dark color adding to the scary factor of roaming this house alone. The light at the end of the hallway was coming from a slightly opened door. Bette walked to the door and the first noise nearly knocked her heart into her throat. Grace swung the door open and jumped at Bette’s presence. “Why are you trying to follow me into the can?!”