DemonStuck [Dave x Reader]

-Your Pov-
I shoved poster stuff into Johns arms. "Guys!" They had both been fighting about the demon shit again. John looked away sheepishly, and I don't know what Dave did because of his damn shades. The bell rang, and class ended. I gathered up all my things and went to the door in a hurry. "Where ya going" I heard Dave say. I turned around and saw him smirking. "That's the wrong way" he said and I sighed. I followed him to English. "Hello, I'm new here. I was wondering where I sit?" I said nervously to the teacher. "You can take a seat in the front." She narrowed her eyes. "No funny business." The teacher went back to doing her work. I turned around and found only one seat open in the front if the room, and it was right next to Dave. I guess this is why she said no funny business.

I sat down and got the things I needed from my bag. I felt Daves eyes glued to the back of my head. "See something interesting?" I asked him and he seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in. He looked at the front of the class and ignored me. Strange.

The rest of my day seemed to go by super fast. Dave wasn't in any of my other classes and I had a hell of a time trying to find where they were. I got onto the bus and took a seat at the back. "That's my spot" I heard someone say and I looked up. I hadn't seen this person before. They were big, and fat. "Move" I decided he wasn't worth my time and I stayed sitting. "I said, MOVE!" He yelled and slammed his fist into my cheek. I moved a hand up to my cheek and touched blood. Shit. I still didn't move from the seat. I glared at the bully and ignored the throbbing pain from where he hit me.

That's when Dave arrived. "What the hell" I heard him mutter. He seemed to take in his surroundings, and an angry expression grew on his face. He grabbed the bully by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against a bus window. "Don't you EVER touch her again!" Dave punched the bully in the face and let of his shirt collar causing him to fall to the ground. I was shocked. No one! NO ONE! Had ever stood up for me. Not even my best friends. "Thanks Dave" was all I could say. "Welcome" he plopped down next to me. "Where do you live, anyway?" He asked. "Fourth stop, in the apartment building" He nodded his approval. "I live in the same place." He got out his headphones and started listening to music.

The bus came to our stop and I tapped his shoulder to tell him we were there. We both got off the bus and started walking to the apartment building. We both stepped into the elevator. He pushed the 13th floor button and I pushed the seventh floor button. I waved a goodbye and unlocked my apartment.

I closed the door behind me and let out a deep breath. There were still boxes everywhere, and I have tons of homework.

I was very happy to finally move somewhere where my past couldn't catch up with me. Just last year my older sister committed suicide. I became depressed and everyone started making fun of as "the depressed girl who didn't have a life" My parents gave me some money so I could move out. Months later, on their way to my new apartment they died in a car crash. They left me everything in there will, but I preferred to start new again. I moved farther way. I didn't want to be know as the girl who didn't have any family. So here I am, in a new apartment, in a new town.

-Dave's Pov-
It was night time and I was walking back from the park. That girl from school was pretty cute- wait! what? I stopped walking suddenly. There was something behind me. I turned around and met face to face with the glowing eyes of a demon. I held up my skateboard to try and hold it off. It cracked the board in half and nipped at my neck. It got a hold of my arms and held me down. It raised its head and bit into my neck. It licked its lips and scurried away. I got up from the ground, and took in what had happened.

John was telling the truth, and I was just bitten. I started running to the apartment. What would Dirk say? What would he think? Who could I tell? I tripped and fell. I was starting to feel dizzy from blood loss. I pulled myself into the elevator and hit the number seven. I dragged myself over to her door and started banging on it. She opened the door and gasped.

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