Azazziel didn't respond, so I forced myself to look up at him. His countenance had turned stern once more, but she didn't seem to be directed at me specifically; His eyes were fixed somewhere on the ground, lost in his own thoughts. His posture had stiffened noticeably."Tell me it's normal, please," I begged in a whisper.He couldn't stand anything else, couldn't stand the fact that there was a possibility that he had a new hidden ability that he didn't have the slightest fucking knowledge of. He moved his head slightly towards me and weighed my words for another minute.—Are you sure you saw Akhliss and Khaius in your dreams? —She asked in a sullen, but calm tone. Without getting upset.For some reason, that made me even doubt myself.-I think so.The demon leaned back against the back of the sofa, letting out a long sigh."There are humans who can have premonitions," he explained quietly, still not looking up at my face. It's not common, but it usually happens. I dropped my jaw, no
I saw him out of the corner of my eye. Somehow, I couldn't help but think that something seemed different about him since the last time I saw him, that day on the bridge. Of course, there wasn't the slightest change physically, but even so, it didn't look the same. He was sitting next to me, not looking at me and, for some reason, he seemed very distant. He seemed completely indifferent to my closeness… And, I didn't know why, that made me feel strange."Akhliss came the other day..." I said quietly."I know," he murmured wearily, pressing his eyelids together for a second. A minute later, she tilted her head to look at me, and one corner of her lips curved upward. I told her that you no longer wanted to see her, and I understand that she gave you a lecture.I grimaced with slight bitterness. Did those two tell each other everything?—It wasn't exactly that.—What did he talk to you about? —She asked, keeping her expression, without worrying at all."Several things..." I murmured, shr
I tightened my lips to control myself, in a colossal attempt to try to keep the sharp pain that coursed through my chest at bay.—And... what about what was happening between you and me?"It was a mistake," he said in a clear, hoarse, sure voice, without the slightest hint of hesitation. You were very sensible in finishing it, and to tell the truth you did me a favor: you were right, I was deviating from my original intentions. I was losing track of the real reason why I'm doing all this, just because of a petty attraction.I swallowed hard to try to clear the lump that had formed in my throat.—So... what happened didn't mean anything? —My question was a barely audible whisper, but I didn't care because I needed him to say it. I needed to hear it from you.The demon had a frown and a severe look, but he didn't give me the impression that he was feeling any emotion, he was simply serious. He did not exude the slightest remorse, nor any other alteration."I don't feel anything for you,
The caramel-haired girl was sitting at a small square table in the corner, looking absently at the crowd with a frown and a somewhat strict expression.I reached his side and stood there, still, not knowing what to say to him. She looked up and narrowed his eyes at her.-Hello. —My tone sounded so sullen that I surprised myself, but I maintained my firm stance."Hello," he said back, almost with the same nuance. Immediately, she made a nod, pointing to a glass with a brown liquid and ice floating in it. I asked you for an iced tea.Something strange stirred inside me. Nat was so sure I was coming, that she went out of her way to order something she knew I liked. At that moment I realized that, perhaps, she knew me more than I thought.Not sure what else to say, I bit my bottom lip awkwardly.—Do you want to sit down? She offered, but there was nothing kind in her voice, so she sounded more like an order. I looked at her seat in front of her as if it were the hardest of obstacles, and,
Nat rubbed his face again in anguish and I could see how he was swallowing hard, as if he had a lump in his throat. I could see that the corners of her eyes were a little red—like never before, she wasn't wearing makeup now—perhaps because she was very rough with her hands. Or because she was simply holding back the urge to cry.-And then? —I asked in a whisper, although deep down I was very afraid for whatever was coming.She bit her lower lip and, for a second, seemed hesitant to continue. But she did it:—Another woman approached him, but she had dark hair and, I don't know..., she kind of looked a little like him. She—she frowned in slight surprise, and she shook her head—. And the two of them almost ran away. “I didn't know where the hell you or Jon were, so I stayed there…” He took a minute to breathe, trying to calm himself. I couldn't breathe normally. The pounding of my chest continued to be hurried. Amy, I've read so many things, I'm so obsessed with all these topics that I
Surprise and anguish equal magnitudes within me. I didn't comment anything regarding his last confession, because I calmed down with that "almost."—I knew you weren't in danger with them around, as long as you didn't know the truth."I know," he whispered, pursing his lips. I know you would have protected me if something happened, but… Shit! His cursing of her made me jump slightly. Why didn't you tell me? Why you did not tell me anything? I thought... I told you about my stepfather, damn it.Suddenly, his expression changed from upset to resentful."It's not the same, Nat." I shook my head. Please understand…—I never told anyone, and I told you! "She," she interrupted me with exasperation. Why couldn't you tell me something like that?—Because when I found out about all this, I almost went crazy! —I didn't know why I exploded like that. The girl in front of me widened her eyes and leaned back slightly. "Everything I believed in went to shit, Nat." I lowered my tone, but she continu
-I'm sorry! Alright? I let my face fall into my hands, praying inside that he would understand. Sorry, shit … Sorry.-You feel it? For all the…” I heard her gasp of dismay and raised my head to look at her. I should have been with you. Maybe…maybe it would have helped you. She would have advised you. She would have told you not to give your soul to save that girl. She would have done something …“It wasn't your fault,” I interrupted her, although my tone wasn't as firm as I wanted. There was no way you could have prevented it. I did what I did because I decided to.I saw him swallow hard. She gave a ragged sigh, as if something in his chest was preventing him from breathing properly.-Because you? —She whispered.I shook my head silently, slowly shaking my head.-Don't know.—Amy…, you are important to me, more than many other people have been. And I don't like this, I don't like it at all. I never want to feel the same way I felt when Dad died. I never want to feel a loss like that a
—You're a terrible friend, Dave! —My voice sounded strange, in a way I had never heard before. David's laughter on the other end of the line was barely perceptible amid the noise of the bar's busy music. You reject my invitation and now you make fun of me?David laughed loudly again, which, for some reason, made me laugh too.—Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh, but I've never heard you drunk, Amy.-I'm not drunk! Well…, not yet. —We laughed again in unison—. I'm just...I'm just happy. That's very strange, isn't it? The happiness. It makes you forget about problems.-That? “He,” he mocked louder. What the hell are you talking about? What are you drinking?—Come on, Dave! Come!“Woman, leave the boy alone,” Nat intervened with a huge smile, next to me on a stool."But I want him to meet you..." I insisted, still with the cell phone pressed to my ear.“I'm sorry, Amy, but I can't come,” David lamented in my ear. I have to study for next week's exams... Maybe another day.I gave a sigh before