“You want me to play mood music for the old people?” DJ made a face at this prospect. “But why? I don’t play their kind of music – I’m rock n’ roll meets jazz and they’re like… Elevator music.” The younger man gave a horrified shudder at the mere thought of those placid, smooth sounds. “And besides,” DJ puts up both hands to playfully bat away his sister’s efforts to pinch at his cheeks, “you could easily get a radio for that. I’ve got one you could borrow, it’s just gathering dust. Might need some new batteries, though.” 

“good question. it’s not really hard to learn about gracie though. i mean, think about it. at this point, who in candlewood cove isn’t talking about her? everywhere you go, someone is talking about what happened to her and if they’re not talking about what happened to her then they’re talking about those ridiculous texts floating around town.” dex took a bite of his food, shaking his head. everyone should just leave it alone. at least, that’s what he though. “i’m financially comfortable and i don’t think i’ve ever been bored enough to mess with a dead girl or her family.”

"I guess, the towns history is there, but why?" She frowns a little, shaking her head, "So what you're saying is that everyone is being trolled? Like, the whole text thing is nothing but some bored kids, thinking they can shake things up a little?" Monica thinks about it for a few seconds, "Could be. Kids these days come up with the most messed up things, but I don't know...I mean I'm not worried, I never did care much the girl, and I didn't do anything so," She shrugs, "If this means whoever hurt her is brought to justice, then have at it, you know? Gracie was a stuck up b-word, the way I see, but it doesn't mean She doesn't deserve justice." Monica smiles at his words "That's because you got other things on your mind, like ya know, me" She teases.

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Once Zeke had contacted her about a friend of his that needed help, Samantha had been preparing some things she thought could make things a little better for the unfortunate soul. Getting possessed by a demon and having them exorcised from you wasn’t anything anyone should have to go through, so her heart went out to the poor man. Hearing the knock at her door, Samantha checked to be sure the pot was on its way to a boil first before leaving it there.

Samantha pulled open the door only partially, her face looming from the small sliver of space available. After what happened the other day with Agent Singer– sorry, Andy– she was more than a bit hesitant herself when it came to others. “And you are?” Looking him over, he did appear to be quite sallow and withdrawn, and infinitely uncomfortable. Samantha certainly knew the young man she was expecting was named Felix, she’d even seen Declan around as him before and recognized the features. However, for her own safety’s sake, she wanted him to confirm things before letting a random person into her home.

As the woman came to the door, Felix wasn’t really surprised she asked who he was, after all he was a stranger and she had never seen him before, or maybe she did, despite Declan letting him know what was going on most of the times, he wasn’t awear of everything, and that only made the situation more serious, anyone could be out to get him, and he was trying not to be paranoid, but well, “I’m --Huh--Felix, Zeke sent me here. Sam, right?”

Chandler waved him off. “Oh, man. It’s okay. No worries.” He frowned for a moment and thought he recognized him. “Hey… buddy… Are you okay?” He asked, stepping a little closer and reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. 

The wolf shook his head. “I don’t… I’m not sure who you’re talking about…” Chandler glanced around. “We’re safe here, I promise.” He said with a reassuring smile. “Why don’t we go get a coffee?” Chandler asked.  

He looked at the hand on his shoulder, trying his best not to flinch at it, he didn't know this guy, he didn't know if he had a reason to try to hurt him, and he was helpeless now, he was human in a place full of supernatural people that had double his strenght, "I--" he moved away from the hand, " It's complicated, people, they still think I'm him, they'll think it until I die, he tainted my image and there's people out to get me because they think I did bad things, terrible things--" he stoped realizing he wasn't making any sense and sounding like a lunatic did not help his case, "Sorry, It’s a long and complicated story ..."

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“Oh!” Amelia looked up as she bumped into someone. “It o-” Her smiled dropped as she looked at him. His hair, his eyes. That voice. It was him. She felt like she couldn’t breathe. It was broad daylight but what if he didn’t care that there would be witnesses. What if he actually killed her this time? She had barely made any progress to try and better herself. “No. No please…” She backed away from him, her heart hammering in her chest, the world closing in. Amelia stumbled back, falling down the curb and into the road.

This wasn't good, not good at all, Felix just stood there, watching her go down, if someone Saw this, they would think he was trying to hurt her and given who he was before it was not that much of a strech, "Listen" he moved quickly grabbing her arm to help her up ," I--its not what you’re thinking, God, I--" his heart was breaking for this girl, all the things Declan did it her..."I'm not him, I'm not-- I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm not him anymore, please...Please get up!"

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“ Not everyone will hate you, there are those that can sense that the demon isn’t there anymore, that’s one good thing about living in a town that has other supernaturals. Of course not everyone will know but I think they’ll notice the change and will understand once you explained what happened to you. Felix, you and Declan are very different… Try and find those that had similar experiences to your own. You have a lot of pain and grief and bottling it up won’t be good for you. Take it one step at a time.”

"Maybe, it'll be harder for the hunters, they're mostly humans," he allowed himself to smile a little," when you have a demon inside, you tend to learn a few things." He explained, " I hope he Burns in hell Forever he turned into something I swear to never be. Do you think I should try to find some of the people he hurt? Try to say I'm sorry and explain?"

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“ This isn’t it for you. I’ll try to help as much as I can and so will my friend Zeke. This isn’t the end for you Felix. You can still get a life back, the one he stole from you.” Irvin remained with his hand on his squeezing it gently.”  It’s not going to be easy but it can be done. If anything in this town you might find those that had a similar experience to yours.”

“And--I’m glad I’m alive,” he looked at the hands but he didn’t move his, “Just..everyone hates me because of what he did, and what he took from me, I can never get back, all my life I worked for one thing, and he took that from me,” There was also the fact that he always swear not to be like his dad, and in a way that’s what Declan made him became, actually he had him a lot worse than that. “I don’t know how I go on from here, I know as soon as I step foot outside, I’m gonna have people trying to kill me, because they think I’m him and all my life, the rest of my life people are going to look at me and think I’m a monster. How do I move on from that?”

-

Irvin reached out for Felix’s hand trying to give him some comfort, shaking his head as he heard him.” You were hurt too. You had to live with him all this time, not being able to do anything as he did all those horrible things. He hurt you as much as he hurt me Felix.” He offered the other an understanding smile, he didn’t want him to worry even if he was probably more hurt then he seemed.” I’m okay. All that holy water might have gotten to me a little but I don’t plan on going anywhere any time soon.”

“Different kinds of hurt, I guess” he nodded his head, as he thought about it, all the terrible things that Declan did in his body and...well he didn’t know what he was supposed to do now, everyone pretty much hated him, all his friends turned their backs, because, well, he was acting like a--demon, the job was pretty much gone, so what was left? “What now? this is it...he took everything away from me ,I--how I’m a--what do I do now?”

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Irvin had been sleeping while he waited for Felix to recover. He slowly opened up his eyes hearing the others voice.” Hey.” He managed to say, nodding at the question.” He’s gone. He isn’t going to hurt you or anyone else again, Felix.” The demon gave him a reassuring smile.

"Hurt me..." He said in a almost whisper, he didn't know why he was crying, there were too many emotions running to him at the same time, but the fact was he could feel the hot tears streaming down his face, " He didn't hurt me.... Not as much as he hurt everyone else, not as much as he hurt you..." He let out a tired sigh, "Thank you. For saving me...are you okay? When he was--" he frowed a little, trying to find the right words, because everything sounded weird said out loud, "in me, I could have a sense of his thoughts, he loved to share them with me--" he stoped, taking a deep breath as he tried to push the memories away, "He was wondering... How you'd be able to--send him away without hurting yourself ..." He looked at the other again, " So... Are you okay?"