Little Beth pressed her lips, a frown on her face for the whole day wondering where the girl went when she had explicitly told her to wait for her. When the next day arrived, Beth sneaked away from the house, to see if she could find the girl, and she did find her there, sitting on one of the cartons.
“You! I told you not to go anywhere,” complained Beth.
“I was right here, waiting for you,” said the other girl, who had introduced herself as Jennine. “I was sitting right here when you came here with your mother, but you didn’t see me.”
Beth looked perplexed. She was here? But even her mother had looked around, and the girl was not here. “Anyways, I was hoping I would find you. I brought you something,” and she pulled out pieces of cotton from her pocket.
“What is this?” asked Jennine with a dull voice.
“This is for your wounds. You can clean it with this, and it will hurt less,” said Beth, and the girl stared at her, wondering why Beth was here and what she was doing.
“Why?”
Beth tilted her head, “Because you are hurt? The sight of blood makes me unhappy and sad,” she replied. “I can ask mama and papa to find your mama and papa so that you can get back and you don’t have to be hungry.”
Jennine took the cotton from Beth’s hand, leaning closer as if taking in Beth’s scent that smelled sweet and tasteful, and she gulped before looking back at little Beth.
“I don’t have them. I am alone,” answered Jennine, looking away from Beth and Beth placed her hand on Jennine.
“Don’t feel sad. I can always bring you food,” said Beth, knowing how lonely it felt when her parents left her back in her aunt’s house while they went to meet her grandpa and grandma in the other village. “Let me help! I always help mama,” and Beth climbed on top of the carton box, taking one piece of the cotton to dab it on the girl’s wounds, “Oh, we need water.”
The other girl stared at Beth, her eyes black and bleak that held no life. “Why are you helping me?”
Beth blinked, her green eyes staring into the black eyes, “I…Because I want to help and be friends with you! That’s why,” she grinned.
Jennine furrowed her eyebrows, “We are friends?”
“Yes, you are my friend now,” little Beth nodded her head enthusiastically, “And I would like to make sure that my friend is okay. Most of the people in this village are my friends, and you can meet them. If I had a sister, it would have been easier to spend more time and play at home, but mama and papa don’t talk about it. I think they are happy with just me,” she smiled. Beth continued to tend to the girl’s wounds, not knowing who the girl really was, as the girl seemed like she wanted to eat Beth up as the most favourite meal she had ever smelt.
“Now onwards, don’t steal, okay? I will ask mama to cook an extra portion and bring it for you,” said the little human, and got down from the carton, “We are friends, so I wouldn’t want someone beating you.”
While she was ready to leave, Jennine whispered something, and Beth turned around with wonderment on her face, “What?” asked Beth.
“You promise to be my friend? Forever?” asked Jennine, and Beth nodded her head.
“Yes,” and she smiled.
“Then we can be sisters too?” asked Jennine, and Beth slowly nodded her head.
“I guess. I will see you later. I am going to meet my grandpa and grandma today. Take care!” and little Beth left the place, leaving Jennine standing alone in the alley.
Once Beth was gone, Jennine said to herself, “Looks like I will need to look for another person for food so that I don’t eat her…my friend.”
The scene started to change like seasons moving quickly in front of her eyes, where the two girls spent time with each other. A few months later, Madeline appeared at the front door, and everything changed. Beth started to spend more time with Madeline, talking and playing, taking care of her quiet little sister.
“You didn’t come to meet me, so I thought I would come and see you here,” said Jennine, a smile on her lips on seeing Beth at the front of the door.
“I want you to meet someone special, Jennine. Maddie!” Beth called, and a small girl appeared at the door.
Jennine asked, “Who is this?”
“This is my sister! Isn’t she cute,” grinned Beth, but Jennine didn’t look happy.
Witnessing the everything of the past, It was strange how Beth had forgotten about it, like all those time she had spent with the girl had evaporated in thin air once her grandparents had put a spell to suppress her memories of what she knew and had seen.
“Beth, who is it?” asked her mother.
“It is Jennine,” Beth replied, and when Madeline went to hide behind Beth, she said, “She isn’t used to new people yet. I will meet you tomorrow.”
Jennine mustered a smile before nodding her head. When the children went inside, and the door closed, the smile on her lips fell, and her shoulders slumped as in Beth’s world, another person had replaced her position.
Witnessing things that happened in the past, it was strange how Beth had forgotten about it, like all those time she had spent with the girl had evaporated in thin air once her grandparents had put a spell to suppress her memories of what she knew and had seen. The scene had started to dissolve back, and Beth returned to the present, holding the demoness’ hand that had turned cold as she had died.
Beth sat unmovingly. Somewhere when Beth was witnessing the past memories, Madeline had come and taken a seat next to Beth.
Madeline said, “Beth, we need to leave.”
She nodded her head, but before she got up, she closed the demoness eyes.
