I drove what was a half hour long drive of twists and turns- basically hectic and careful, exhausting driving. It would have been thrilling in other situations, but not just now. Right now I just wanted to reach home. Make myself a hot cup of coffee. Maybe watch some Tv too. Call Mom and talk to her. Ask Liam to make dinner for me.

When I reached the gates, I was glad to spot Liam. My wet clothes made me feel uncomfortable. Too much had happened with me today.

When I entered, Liam looked at me and asked, "What happened, and what is she doing here?"
"She is Anushka." I said.
"I know that." He replied.
"You know her?"
"Obviously. She and her mom. I know them both."
Anushka just kept glaring at him as if he would kill him any moment. Her eyes were dark black, and the childishness of her face had drained out once again. This was the Anushka I didn't like. This was the Anushka I was scared of.
"Her Mom is dead." I said.
"Oh." He said, as if he expected it.

I bathed in hot water. I changed and talked to my Mom on the phone, which made me feel better. I asked Liam to make some coffee for me and then dinner. By the time I came to the living room, Anushka and Liam were eating already.

"Your coffee is cold." He said.
His stare somehow made me look at him all the more intensely. His eyes were pure. People say that if you look into the eyes of a person then you get to know how he is from the inside. If he is what his eyes tell me, then he is absolutely pure and clean. He turned away. I shook my head.
I drunk all the coffee. 
"All at once, just like that?" A man's voice said and laughed. I looked at the source of the voice. Anushka's eyes had turned black and lifeless. I took a few steps back. Liam looked at her too, very shocked. She looked down and resumed eating.
"You should eat." Liam said.
Without a word, I started to eat dinner. Liam was pure English, I mean the food he made was pure English. Fish and chips.
He was serious and decent, only concerned with his work. I looked at him eating. I wanted to ask him about fish and chips but then decided to stay quiet.
"I would like to sleep with you." Anushka said, with her manly voice again.
"No." I harshly replied, shocked with myself. I began looking for an explanation. "I sleep very late. I.."
"You can sleep with me, Anushka." Liam said.
Anushka said nothing, but her face expressed her unhappiness.
"How did her father die?" I asked Liam.
"Murder. Someone murdered him."
I gasped. This was so weird. A small town, and so many deaths?
"Everyone says she is a curse to her family." I murmured.
"Do you think so?" Liam asked.
I shook my head. "I know it may sound weird, but I cannot take this anymore. I have to tell somebody."
"What is it?" He asked.
I took in a deep breath. "There's something here. I feel it. Something is not right. Anushka, I feel she is possessed."
Anushka whined. It made me jump. I saw her smirk at me. I shrugged.
"By whom I have no idea. But he is not a good man. He-" I was cut short by Liam.
"How do you know it's a he?" He asked.
"I know. Because-" I stopped. Why should I tell him? Why should I make him think I'm mad? No. Enough of this. The more I think about it, the more I'll fall for this stupid possession thing. Maybe it's just a bipolar personality, that's all. And maybe there's a maybe to everything that happened today.
Maybe there's a maybe to everything that happens. And some things are better left the way they are.

"I think we should sleep." I said, getting over my dilemma.
As I began to get up, he held my arm. "If you ever need my help, don't hesitate."
"What do you mean?"
Liam said nothing. I walked to my bedroom and closed my eyes.