The Devil's reflection

"Soooo?" Rin asked as she put the red +2 card down on the bed before giving a small smirk to Joey who sent a glare at his sister. Grumbling Joey grabbed two cards from the pile on the bed as Frank chuckled at the others misfortune. It was just the MacMillan's in the house now, Susie, Julie and Michael went home an hour ago leaving Frank to recuperate another night under the family's watch.

"So, what?" Frank questioned as Joey laid the red 7 down.

"What are we going to do now? The police gave you a warning, and same with Clive. You still gotta go back tomorrow." Joey pointed out as Frank stared down at his cards not really registering the numbers and colors. He didn't want to go back. It was just this morning that everything happened and now it was late afternoon. The police got his statement and then left with just a warning to Frank.

"Yeah..." Frank mumbled before placing a red 3 on the pile.

"What are you three talking about?" Anna asked as she walked into the bedroom.

"Just stuff." Rin smiled before putting down a draw 4.

"Why do you have that." Joey growled picking up more cards. Anna couldn't help the small chuckle as she watched Joey pick up his cards.

"How about you guys take a break? Dinner is ready." Anna said as Joey and Rin set down their cards. Frank threw the blankets off himself as he slid out of the bed, as the two teens watched him making sure he was okay.

"I'm good, guys." Frank stated, aware of their focus, Joey and Rin gave him a small smile before walking out of the room with their mother and Frank following after. The group headed to the kitchen where Evan was putting food on the counter top. He gave the teens a smile before glancing over at the blade sitting in the far corner by the fridge, it still gave everyone the creeps. Rin and Joey grabbed a bowl of soup before going to sit down on one of the stools. Frank followed suit as the voices whispered faintly in the back of his head but he was thankful they weren't as loud as before.

"How do you feel?" Sally asked as she grabbed her own bowl of soup.

"Better." Frank answered as Sally nodded before going to sit at the kitchen table.

Frank

Frank froze his spoon just barely out of the bowl as he stared at the knife as it called out to him. He took a deep breath pushing the voice out of his mind as best he could, he just wanted peace.

Frank.

Leave him alone.

Frank!

The voices screamed as Frank dropped the spoon, getting it to clatter against the bowl, catching the families attention. Evan was on his feet first as he moved to Frank's side glancing at the teenager.

"You alright?"

"They... they are talking again.." Frank admitted.

"What about?"

"I..."

He's here.

"Wh-" The sound of the doorbell sounded as everyone stopped, staring at the hallway leading to the entrance of the house. Evan glanced at the others before heading to the entrance. The group waited in silence, prepared to have another issue with whatever was haunting them.

"What are you doing!" Evan's voice sounded as Clive stormed into the room as he looked around at the group of people before spying Frank. The man growled before thundering forward and grabbed Frank by the arm yanking him off the stool.