Leopold was into his second year of being a police officer and doing his nightly patrols in his car. He’d just drive around a few neighborhoods then go home. Each officer in his department had a route they’d take after their shift ended. Tonight screaming caught his attention from a house that was fairly secluded, she didn’t have a neighbor for at least a few miles which made the screaming alarm him even more. He slammed on breaks, jumped out of his car and ran up to the womans door, pounding loudly and yelling that he was a police officer and the name of his department. A woman soon came to the door wearing nothing but a towel, her face terrified and he could tell she was exhausted. She looked as exhausted as his parents had when he was a young child and they had dealt with that terrible demon.
“are you okay mam?” he asked, not able to see any wounds on her exposed skin “I’m fine…I’m sorry to have scared you officer” her voice was so fragile, like she was fighting not to cry. He worried someone might be in there with her, making her tell him everything was okay because it obviously wasn’t. “mam, could I please come in anyway and check out your home?”
“Thank you…really…I’m glad good men like you work on our police force but there’s nothing here. I’m just crazy and I tried something I shouldn’t”
“maybe I could wait for you to get dressed and then you could talk to me about it? My shift is over, this is just part of my end of shift route” He couldn’t just leave, not with her looking like that. He was far too acquainted with what true terror felt like and he could see it clearly on her face. She seemed to consider it a few moments before saying “okay…I’ll be right back” she shut the door so he went back to his car to make sure he had shut it off. It was off so he went back, waiting patiently on the porch for her to return.
When she came back she was in a pair of jeans and a tshirt. Her hair was still down but it looked like she had now brushed it out. She was gorgeous but that wasn’t the lingering thought on his mind right now. Worry over her was still consuming him. “thank you for coming in” she said as they sat down. “it’s my job”
“Not really” she argued and he shrugged “I became an officer to protect people so I consider this my job. What happend?”
it’s a long story"
“I’m off work and I have nothing else to do, really” he reached out and took her hand, hoping it wasn’t too forward “I want to help you if I can. I don’t want to hear anything about you being crazy, what happened?” she sighed deeply but seemed to take some comfort from the fact he was holding her hand so he kept it, only planning to let go if she pulled away. “well, when I was a teenager I went to this lake with my friends on a dare. I lived in another state at the time. People didn’t go there because of all the horrible stories about demons, murders and ghosts but we were teens and thrill seekers so we went…We stayed a few days, laughing at the people that were too scared to go. One of the nights we were there, my last night I couldn’t sleep and went for a swim by myself…this is where the me being crazy comes in…I swear…a demon actually came to me in the water…I had some sort of mental break they say or maybe I was drunk and hallucinated at first which lead to my mental break because we had been drinking while we were there but it wanted me to be it’s mate it said and when I wouldn’t it got angry and attacked me.”
She choked up a little as she continued “I think he tried to drown me but I somehow got away…maybe because none of it was real but I got away enough to get my fathers gun. I had taken it without his permission but I ended up glad I did. I shot at it and it vanished. It just vanished…the shot woke my friends and here I am today…it comes back anytime I’m in the water. I’ve never been able to go swimming again or even take a bath because he always comes for me…I’m…my parents got me on anti psychotics but it still happens every single time…I was hoping I could finally take a bath without a mental break but…” she started crying, humiliated after telling the story and so incredibly emotionally exhausted from living like this. She just didn’t want to be crazy any longer and she hated that was apparently too much to ask.