Chapter 8

CHAPTER

EIGHT

IZA

Gaze locked on to Jim Buffer, who stood in the middle of our living room, with his cock rock hard and swinging in a circle like a damn helicopter, I froze. What the hell was he doing here? Who the fuck had let him in? And why was he naked?!

"Mikayla!" I shouted through the apartment.

With bouncing orange hair, Mikayla walked into the living room, holding a tub of buttery popcorn. "Hey, Iza. What are you doing home so early? I thought you and Jada were staying out to study a bit more."

"I thought you were coming home to shower!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing?"

Even though Mikayla and I were having a full-blown conversation, Jim didn't even stop his dick swinging from side to side. A cross bounced on his chest, and he wore a dark pair of sunglasses that shielded his eyes.

"What the fuck?" I whispered under my breath. "It's like he doesn't even?—"

"See you?" Mikayla said. "He doesn't. Can't hear us either."

While Mikayla stared at the naked man who had bullied her for years with a smug smirk on her face, I stared at her like she was crazy because … what the fuck?! Why was there a naked man in the middle of our living room who couldn't see or hear us?

"Why?!" I exclaimed when she didn't expand.

"Oh, um …" Mikayla rocked back on her heels. "Just a condition he has."

"Since when?"

She shrugged. "Don't know. I found him in the hallway."

"So you brought him into our house?!" I asked, fucking flabbergasted as he jumped up onto the couch next to Mikayla and began thrusting wildly toward her face, his dick flopping and smacking against his abdomen and then thigh. "Why?!"

"Holy shit." Jada walked into the room and leaned closer to me. "Do you see this too?"

"Yes, I see it."

"Why is Jim Buffer naked in our living room and pelvic-thrusting worse than your ex?"

Mikayla rolled her eyes. "For the last time, I found him in the hallway."

Jada arched a brow and crossed her arms. "You just randomly found a naked guy wearing a pair of sunglasses, pelvic-thrusting in the hallway of a building that only has three apartments and his isn't one of them?"

"Actually, he was doing the helicopter when I walked in," I hummed, biting back a giggle.

After clearing her throat, Mikayla nodded. "Yep."

"What kind of voodoo shit did you do to him?" Jada asked.

"Come on, Jay," Mikayla said, tugging on one of her coiled strands of orange hair. It bounced next to her face and got caught in her black-framed glasses. "You know I can't do any voodoo or magic. That was apparent after last night."

Yeah … about that.

Instead of anyone responding, we all stayed quiet, the tension building between us.

After looking over at me, Jada drew her tongue over her teeth. It was as if we were all waiting for the other person to say something. At least, I knew that I was because how the hell could I explain that a demon—a freaking sex demon!—had shown up in my room last night and stolen my virginity? And then fucked me again today in public, but somehow, my body was invisible so nobody could see it?!

The first part was at least somewhat plausible, but the part about invisibility was …

Way out there.

"Are we not going to talk about the elephant in the room?" Jada asked.

"You mean the naked guy?" I asked.

Jim rocked his hips aggressively back and forth, his arms up and his fingers tucked behind his ears. Those sunglasses were slowly sliding down his face with every thrust, until they fell off into Mikayla's lap. Eyes filmed over, he stared emptily at the wall.

"No, not him," Jada said. "The fact that we actually did summon some shit last night."

Mikayla burst out in laughter for a moment, and then she looked at our faces and pressed her lips together. I chewed on my inner cheek, heart pounding at the thought of that man— that demon —who had snuck into my bed.

"That didn't happen," Mikayla said. "Right, Iza?"

"I, um …" I whispered. "I had someone visit me last night and take my virginity."

"Whoa," Jim said, nodding along. "Nice. Not a virgin anymore. Does that mean?—"

"Your dick is small," Jada snarled at him. "Get out of our house."

Jim had awoken from his naked, thrusting slumber, if you could even call it that, and glanced over at Jada, then at me, then down at his own body. His eyes widened, and he grabbed one of our nice pillows to cover his dick.

I frowned because I always fell asleep with that pillow on the couch, but decided that my face would never even want to touch that thing now that it was pressed against Jim's grimy dick and hairy balls.

"Wh-what's going on?" he cried. "Where are my clothes?!"

Jada grabbed him by the ear and tugged him toward the door. "Don't know. Don't care."

"What am I doing here? How am I going to get home?" Jim cried.

She threw him out into the hall. "Again, don't know and don't care."

"Wait!" Mikayla shouted, tossing his sunglasses to Jada. "Don't forget this!"

Once Jada threw his glasses at his feet, she slammed the door in Jim's face and twirled around on her heel.

"Mikayla," Jada said, blowing out a breath through her nose. "I don't know what kind of weird sunglasses-wearing, ugly, naked man kink you have going on, but you need to explain what the hell went on last night because that was my favorite pillow, and now, it has his dick juices all over it."

"It was mine too," I hummed.

Mikayla rocked back on her heels. "I don't know what's going on."

Jada raised both her eyebrows. "Is that why you had a bowl of popcorn, about to watch the guy who had bullied you for three years embarrass himself instead of sending him on his way back to his home?"

Chewing on her lip, Mikayla rocked back. "Maybe …"

"Start talking," Jada said.

I leaned closer to her, desperate to know that I wasn't the only one being haunted or possessed or whatever the hell they called it. How had those demons found us last night? Had it really been by the Ouija board?

"Okay," Mikayla whispered. "Okay. Okay. I'll tell you everything."

Thunder suddenly crashed overhead, and the sky turned dark through the windows. For the second night in a row, the power turned out, and suddenly, Mikayla and Jada were frozen in time. Mikayla's mouth was open, as if she was in the middle of a sentence, and Jada's brows were scrunched.

And then I saw those piercing red eyes in the middle of the darkness, staring at me from my bedroom door.