Straight Jacket Chapter 7

Alex hugged his knees to his chest as Oliver tended to the freshly lit fireplace. They were still in his mom's house and Alex was rather anxious to leave. Oliver turned to the boy and smiled.
"Just relax. You did good." Alex frowned.
"Easy for you to say. I killed my mom, Oliver. I can't just.. relax." Oliver walked over to the pouting demon and sat down, slinging his right arm around the boy's shoulders.
"I know it's hard. It was hard at first for me too. but you'll get used to it." Alex wiped his nose on his sleeve.
"Well I hope I get used to it soon.." Oliver squeezed his shoulders and they stared at the fire.
"Why aren't we using the lights..? They may be poor, but they still had electricity." Oliver smiled.
"Well we have to get rid of the bodies, don't we?" Alex's eye twitched.
"What?" Oliver laughed and picked Nathan up off of the floor. He lifted him up in the air and tossed him into the red-hot fire. The flames roared and Alex's jaw dropped. Oliver smiled.
"You hungry..?" Alex's face grew red and he shook his head. Oliver shrugged.
"More for me then.." Alex shivered and Oliver shoved his mom in. Alex frowned and Oliver turned to him.
"Hey, didn't you have a sister..?" Alex's eyes widened and Oliver headed down the hall, whistling along the way. He stopped in front of a pink painted door and pushed it open. The two boys stood in the doorway. Inside was a white crib, rocking chair, and changing table. They all had little pink bows attached that matched the walls and door. In the crib was a small sleeping girl.
Oliver frowned.
"This is your room..." Alex smiled.
"Was," he corrected. Oliver scowled.
"Is. This is your room and they.." Alex turned.
"It's okay." Oliver shook his head.
"No." Alex frowned and Oliver walked over to the snoozing infant. He reached down and picked her up. He smiled as she awoke and looked at him.
"Hi." She frowned.
"Mama?" Oliver scowled and Alex laughed.
"No, dear. My name's Oliver. Can you say 'Oliver'?" The girl grinned.
"Oli! Oli! Oli! Oli!" Oliver smiled.
"What's your name?" The baby laughed.
"Ci Ci Ci Ci!!" Oliver gave her a strange look.
"They named you 'Ci'...?" Alex sighed.
"Lucy." Oliver looked over.
"Right. Well, come on." Oliver walked back down the hall, Alex right behind him. The Guardian set Lucy on the floor and walked over to the fire. After poking it a few times he reached his hand into the flames. He pulled out both bodies and began cutting them up. Alex sat down on the couch and laid his head in his hands. Oliver walked over a few minutes later with a plate of what LOOKED to be pulled pork.
"Want some?" he mumbled through mouthfuls of the fire-roasted meat. Alex shook his head and his Guardian sat down.
"Why so quiet..?" Alex shrugged.
"I dunno. I guess killing my mom and then having her fire-roasted and eaten with A1 sauce by a demon with wings is a little traumatizing. Sorry, i'm not talkative enough for you." Oliver frowned and set his plate down.
"I'm sorry.." he muttered. Alex turned.
"What? Sorry? There's no need to be sorry. You even said, I just need to get used to things." Oliver sighed.
"Yep. You need to eat." Alex shook his head.
"No. There is no way in hell that I am eating my mother." Oliver only shrugged and in less than a millisecond he was straddling Alex's hips swinging a piece of meat in front of his face. The demon gave his Guardian the best death glare he could muster but Oliver just laughed. He pried the younger boy's mouth open and shoved a piece in. He shut the boy's mouth and grinned.
"Chew." Alex's eyes screwed up and he slowly chewed up his mother's remains and swallowed. Suddenly his eyes popped open and Oliver grinned wider. Alex threw the Guardian off of his chest and tackled the plate, inhaling all food in sight. Once finished he plopped down and glanced at Oliver who was smiling from ear to ear.
"What was that all about?" Oliver chuckled.
"You were hungry... Obviously.." Alex sighed.
"I've never been so hungry in my life."
"Killing takes a lot of energy. As a demon, you live off of who you kill. By eating their remains you're taking in all of their leftover energy that would normally have moved on to the realms." Alex nodded.
"Uh.. Sorry for being all bitchy earl--" Oliver covered Alex's mouth with his hand.
"Sh. It's okay." Alex grinned and stuck out his tongue, licking the palm of his Guardian's hand. Oliver pulled back with a disgusted look.
"EW!!!" Alex fell back, laughing so hard his sides hurt. Quickly, Oliver leaped over, climbing on top of the boy. He reached down and began tickling Alex's sides. The boy's eyes widened and tears rolled down his face as he laughed harder. He pushed on the boy on top of him and finally got Oliver off of his lap.
"You're evil!" Oliver grinned, shrugging.
"Well I AM a demon after all..." Alex sat down, finally able to try and catch his breath.
"Now what?" Oliver sat down next to him.
"Well.. it's like midnight so we'll want to get some sleep rest. I suppose we can figure out the rest tomorrow." Alex nodded.
"Where should we sleep?" Oliver looked down.
"Hm... If you could sleep anywhere in the world, where would you go?" Alex smiled.
"In the grass." Oliver laughed.
"Okay then, let's go to the park." Alex grinned and Oliver held out his hand.
"You'll want to hold on tight." Alex clasped Oliver's hand in his and within seconds they were at the local park. Alex grinned before letting go of the other boy's hand and sitting down.
"You know what? I'm not even going to ask how you did that." Oliver laughed and sat down.
"That's another thing us Guardians receive. Teleportation." Alex smiled.
"I bet that's convenient, eh?" Oliver nodded.
"Very." Alex's mouth opened as a huge yawn rolled out. Oliver laughed.
"Time for sleep, I suppose. Night." Alex smiled sleepily.
"Night." The two laid side by side. Alex's hand twitched and he held onto Oliver's arm. The Guardian blushed slightly but didn't say anything. Alex stared up at the sky. He thought about all that had happened that day. Suddenly he sat up with wide eyes.
"Oliver, we forgot Lucy!"