"But it's sweet," I protested.Shrugged.-That does not matter.—Amy! —She called me Nat. Seeing the triangular-shaped glass in her hands and the malicious smile she had, uncertainty washed over me.—What wasn't it for you? —Tyler asked suspiciously."It won't kill you to try alcohol, even once in your life," she told him, rolling her eyes at the sky.—Amy doesn't drink."Um..." I intervened, grimacing, and took the cold drink she offered me in my hands. The rim of the glass was frosted with a thin line of salt, the crushed ice inside was bathed in a very striking light blue liquid. A slice of lemon garnished the drink. What is it?“ Margarita Blue,” she said with clear enthusiasm. Come on, one sip and I'll leave you alone, I promise. I just want you to try it.—Does your friend accompany you home? Tyler asked, motioning his head toward Khaius.I looked at the demon unsurely and he nodded, not looking upset or worried. Tyler imitated the gesture and, with that, seemed to relax.No one
"So, a nineteen-year-old girl made you nervous?" —I asked cautiously, trying to make a joke to lighten the mood."The same thing happened to your friend that happened to my mother and my sister," he suddenly murmured, very seriously. So much so that, for a second, it didn't seem like him.Surprise overwhelmed me.-Oh yeah. —I lowered my head, unable to help but feel a slight pang of nostalgia and anger—. “Her stepfather…” I blurted out, although I wasn't going to talk to him about that. However, I felt a little uneasy as soon as I saw him clench his fists with excessive force. H-hey, are you okay?He nodded, staring at the window on his side.When the taxi stopped in front of my house, we both got out in silence. Something Khaius saw in Nat's mind caused her attitude to change. I didn't like it when he was that closed off, since he reminded me of Azazziel. He barely murmured a "Goodbye" when I stepped onto the porch, and then, when I turned to look at him, he was no longer in the gard
I blinked, surprised at his impassive attitude. Immediately, I pursed my lips and narrowed my eyes.-Is seriously? I mumbled.-I do not know what are you talking about. She crossed her arms and leaned her back against the back of the seat. I don't remember anything bad happening in the forest.My anger increased in a flash and, at the same time, I felt a painful stab in my chest. I didn't know why it was, but I didn't want to analyze my own feelings."You're an idiot," I whispered. My own voice dripped with venom and surprised me."You didn't want us to fake dementia?" He looked irritated, but then another suspicious smile spread across his face. Or can't you forget it?"You won't do anything to Khaius," I replied, directing the topic back to before. The last thing I wanted was to discuss what happened in that place. Still, I was caught off guard by the confidence in my tone.He clenched his jaw and his expression took on an irascible air again.—Why do you care what happens to him? W
The lack of air separated us. However, Azazziel did not move away, but instead joined his forehead with mine. I could see how his warm breath and mine mixed."W-wait..." I whispered in a low voice, unable to speak any louder. I sounded strange. She sounded too agitated, too high-pitched.He didn't wait. His lips did not leave my face even when I stretched to place the flower on the nightstand. His mouth traced the contour of my jaw, ascending, and then, I felt his teeth on my earlobe. A gasp escaped me. It wasn't painful, but it made something in my belly tighten.I was too hot. My whole body was burning.I couldn't handle this."Wait," I said breathlessly. I was aware that a large part of her body was on top of me, and that only encouraged the alarm that went off in my brain. I-I can't..."We won't do anything, Amy," he promised close to my ear, in a voice that also seemed foreign to his own. I just want to kiss you.My belly clenched at those words."It's just..." I swallowed.He pu
I swallowed again.-But why?—I'd love to have an answer to that too. Her smile faltered until it became stricken. Being with you is always different from being with anyone else.-How?The arm that wasn't resting under his neck was suddenly wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer to him."For me, all humans are the same," he said without looking at me, with his suddenly suspicious eyes fixed on the ceiling: "unfortunate, perverse, malicious, selfish, lazy... I already know that some of you, very few in comparison, are not the same." all. But even with that, I have never felt anything different when it comes to you. When I look at you, I can see your dark souls, corrupted, dirty, consumed by sin and ignoring everything that was given only to you. Always longing for more. I hear their thoughts, their darkest desires… and most of the time they disgust me. He turned his head to look at me. Then, the strict look in his gaze softened. On the other hand, when I look at you, there are no
He pondered my words for a minute.—But, even so, people tend to feel a certain rejection towards you.That was not a revelation. I was fully aware that people didn't really like me, that I seemed like a weirdo no matter how hard I tried to fit in. And, truth be told, for a while, I really tried hard… Until I got tired of it.In any case, having it confirmed to me by a being who was capable of listening to people's thoughts was something hurtful.—I guess whatever you do, you can't please everyone. —I shrugged my shoulders, as if that fact didn't affect me.—In that case, why not be yourself, and fuck the rest? —She questioned, emanating that lack of empathy so typical of him, although I felt that she was not completely selfish, but rather out of pure ignorance. I couldn't help but look down at her, because suddenly hers became heavy. I fiddled with the fabric of the blanket that covered half of my body, just because I didn't know how to respond to that, so he continued. Know? There a
“You hold back so much for the rest,” he whispered, with his mouth very close to my ear, so close that his warm breath made me suppress another shudder. So as not to hurt them, so that they don't feel bad, to protect them... Do you ever do something that you really like? -I said nothing. I knew what he was doing: he wanted to distract me. I wanted him to forget about it. How little he still knew me. But then, throwing me off balance and accomplishing his goal, I felt his fingers play on my hips. My hand stopped his, as I looked at him suspiciously. My expression made him smile smugly. Have you ever touched yourself, Amy?I swallowed sharply and looked at him with wide eyes. I knew he wanted to divert my attention from the previous matter, but I didn't expect him to blurt out something like that. He played dirty.—And what do you care? —I mumbled, feeling the blood rise to my face.-That is a no.—You're changing the subject.He smiled more.—Aren't you curious to know what it feels li
And just at that moment, he ended the contact.At this point, the pounding in my chest was so violent that I thought my heart would burst out of my ribcage. I didn't know what happened, if I did something wrong or what, but the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was his deeply frowned brow, coupled with an austere and severe look that had taken over his features. Astonishment overcame me, as I noticed the speed with which his chest swelled and returned to normal. Same as mine. I swallowed air as the hand that was on my cheek moved away. Still looking angry, he gently slid the tips of his long fingers along the contour of my jaw, then over my lips, and it was only then that I noticed their burning and swelling. A suspicious half smile appeared on his face the moment I unconsciously moved my face slightly following the caress of his hand.Azazziel let out a light hoarse laugh that, in the midst of that silence, sounded perverse.—Oh, did you want to continue? —She inquired with a c