—Diana, you know that I am not a person who relates easily to people. You and David are my only friends.He placed his fisted hands on his hips."Ah, but it's good that you got involved with that disturbed goth," she reproached. If they will even go out again, or not? He shook his head; she was pointing at my cell phone.The dismissive tone of voice and his irascible expression took me by surprise.At that moment, a light rain began to fall on us almost as quickly as the fervor of anger flooded my chest.-What is it that bothers you? I blurted out. Nat, or the fact that there's a new person she considers a friend?My own words threw me off balance, though I didn't have much time to process it. Her face twitched at her irritation."You're not even going out with me and you're going out with that hobbit !" "It's not like you're too interested in it either!" I exclaimed. Things should always be your way, and if it's not a place that only you like, you don't try to find something that I
I stood up, setting the now empty plate aside, and went to my parents' bedroom. I thanked heaven that they hadn't left the latch on and I went in there.As carefully as I could, I searched in the huge closet, in the clothing drawers, in all the furniture I could, without really finding anything that could help me. He didn't know exactly what he was looking for, only that it must be something out of place. Something strange that had to do with me, abnormal information, whatever. But I found nothing but invoices and other papers from my father's work.So I decided to go down to the basement, the only place I could think of to keep snooping around.I started taking out the first boxes, the ones that were at my height, ignoring the ones where I knew the Christmas decorations and other things were stored. I only found more paperwork that didn't interest me, but I had already entered a state of extreme stubbornness, almost maniacal.So I kept peering into more boxes, tiptoeing to reach them
His eyes traveled to my face for a second, but he ignored me and continued reading.— Student reacts violently to jokes from her classmates. She is withdrawn, has aloof and uncooperative tendencies …” Then she stopped herself, frowning slightly, almost thoughtfully. He switched blades and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Your grades were terrible! And I thought you were a nerd."Yeah, I know how I was doing in school," I mumbled. You don't need to remind me.He shrugged, and took another sip of alcohol again.I sighed and headed up the stairs. I had to go see how my forehead was; he couldn't deal with Azazziel and the pain at the same time. I needed, even if it was a pill."Are you allergic to peanuts?" She heard her voice before reaching the bottom step, accompanied by a mischievous laugh. It would be an interesting way to kill you… See how you swell up like a croaking frog.A pang of anger shot through me and I pursed my lips.I slammed the basement door behind me.I groaned. An ove
"Are you being evasive?" I asked raising my eyebrows.He outlined a half smile, full of mischief.-What age do you think I am?I bit my lip uncertainly. Actually, that was something very difficult to guess. Since most of the time I saw him serious or angry, he seemed older than me. However, that day that he faked sympathy with Nat, he looked younger. But still, even at his worst, he didn't represent more than twenty-five years. And that was saying a lot, I was exaggerating.I shrugged in a gesture that was meant to be nonchalant, and he chuckled lightly.The throbbing pain in my forehead still wouldn't go away, and I was already starting to feel tired just standing on my feet. "Would you mind getting out of my bed, please?""Wow," he murmured, "it's the first time they've ever said that to me." They usually ask me to stay.“Come out, seriously.He jerked his chin toward the desk chair. "Sit there," he said.An irritation-laden sound escaped my lips.I walked over to the bed and star
-I will not kill you. She smiled wickedly. But there are numerous ways I can torture you into understanding once and for all what I am capable of.Despair made me breathless.-Why are you doing this?"Because you're losing your place," he replied through clenched teeth, enraged again. You think that because you have gained a little confidence in my presence you can afford to be disrespectful.“You have done nothing to earn my respect. Look how are you! How can you demand it when you act like a jerk?!"Can you tell me what that demon's expression was when you told him my name?" —At the memory, I opened my eyes to the extent, and then bit my lip so hard that I almost drew blood. In my reaction he knew that I could remember it perfectly. Why do you think it was? He.” He paused briefly, but I kept my expression steady. Because he knows what I'm capable of. I've worked a lot to get to where I am, and I won't let an insolent brat like you pass me by.I clenched my jaw."You're a fucking coc
"A-Amy…" His voice cracked. -Get out of here! I exclaimed, but Anthony froze in the doorway, shaking.Azazziel raised an arm in the air, towards him; I could see my brother's eyes roll white, and when he put it down, Anthony's body collapsed to the ground.—¡Anthony!I stirred and he finally released me, causing me to fall from the bed to the floor abruptly.I got up and reached my brother, who remained with his eyes closed, lying on the carpet in my room. I took his face in his hands and called his name, but he didn't react.Then, I looked at Azazziel who, by this time, had already stood up. "What did you do to him?" I couldn't help my voice cracking with shock. I could barely make out Azazziel through the thick layer of tears that had formed in my eyes. What the fuck did you do to him?!-He's fine.His face was serene now, as if nothing had happened. It took me a second to assimilate what she said.-As?-Is asleep.I turned around and crouched down to look at him more closely. Her
But he knew it was already too late."What did you do to him now?" -I asked for.I deleted our meeting.I opened my eyes wide."You erased my brother's memory?!""Yes, Amy, I'm that stupid," he muttered with clear disgust, and rolled his eyes. No, idiot, I just erased that little memory."And how are you so sure?"Shrugged."Well, if he wakes up half-ass, I'll owe you an apology." I looked at Anthony; he seemed totally oblivious to our discussion, as if I weren't almost yelling next to him.-And that's it? I wanted to know. You put a hand on his head and that was it? "What did you expect?" Let out bright lights and fireworks? He clicked his tongue. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.I glared at him. However, she was much more relieved to know that Anthony was perfectly fine and that she would not remember anything of what happened. I sighed. Then a revelation lit my mind like a lightbulb, and I looked at Azazziel suspiciously." This is it, " I whispered.His frown deepened.-Wha
-Are you OK?Anthony sighed from the sofa."For the hundredth time, yes," he replied tediously. I don't have a headache, I don't feel dizzy or lightheaded, and I don't want to throw up. You've been asking me the same thing all day. I'm fucking fine. You're starting to look like mom. Her.” He made a horrified face. And believe me, that's scary.—T-it's just that in the morning you didn't even remember how you got to your bed.-AND? Most of the time I don't know how the fuck I get home. She frowned for a second, however, then shook her head. But, anyway, you didn't have to come home from work to make sure I was okay, if you were going out. You could have called me, dummy."I came to make dinner," I reminded him.He made a gesture of denial and disgust. "That I won't eat anything you cook." I'll see what I ask for. You go out with your so-called friend. I pursed my lips. Anthony didn't believe me when I told him he was going out with a friend who wasn't Diana, but he didn't bother to