Amy
My tears had dissolved into pale salted streaks that ran from my eyes to my jaw. It was as if my body would not allow me to cry anymore. But the pain and the sorrow and the utter poisonous feeling of responsibility for what happened to Kim burned in my heart. She was possessed by someone or something that was looking for me. Something of a demon nature and I brought Kim into this. It was my entire fault. I should have known something was not right. I should have known from the first moment things began to change. From the moment I believed she was going behind my back with Brian. But that had to have been going on well before I was taken to Hades.
“It wasn’t your fault” Tyler leaned against the door frame holding a plate and a slice of pizza. I was in no mood to be baby sat while Damien talked with Marcus down at the bar. He stood up right and walked around the bed and sat down resting the plate on the night stand next to the chipped headboard. “You should eat something”
“I’m not hungry”
“Sure you’re not, but it will make me feel a whole lot better if you eat it anyway” I didn’t need his consoling or his company. It sickened me the way they just left her there, the way they made it seem as if she was no one to be mourned over or cared about. They made it seem as if her death was no big deal.
“Y-you just left her there” I studded. His breath came out in a huff.
“We would have risked your life if we stayed any longer; Damien just wants to keep you safe”
“At the risk of everyone else’s life? What about Brian? What if they try to come after him too?”
“Why the hell would you care? He deserves what’s coming to him”
“Damien killed you and you’re still helping him” I shot back. His jaw clenched and I tilted my head to the side and watched his expression change. “Or is there something in all this for you?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Amy; after all I was the one who got you out of Hades in the first place”
“Your right, I’m sorry”
“No need to be” It was quite for a moment. The only sound was when I shifted on the bed, unfolding my legs from the prickly feeling after being in one spot for tool long shot up my leg. “So how’s the super hearing thing going”
“It comes and it goes. Sometimes it’s really loud and clear and other times it’s not there at all”
“You don’t need to be worried about it, all it is a side effect from Damien’s blood”
“There shouldn’t have been any side effects, what if there are more?”
“I doubt that, you just happened to get lucky with this one”
“Well I don’t want it. It should just go away for good” There was a long pause.
“Tell me about your parents”
“What?”
“Your parents”
“What about them? There dead”
“Tyler” Both our heads went to the direction of Damien’s voice. He strode in to the room and dismissed Tyler with a single look. I looked away from him furious for the way he handled the situation. He didn’t bother taking a seat, he only held out his hand in front of me and I so badly wanted to decline the offer for his pity but I couldn’t. I let my fingers brush over the palm of his hand and he quickly wrapped his hand around me and pulled me into his embrace. His hard muscular body wasn’t exactly made for the softest hug but it felt good all the same. “Come on” He whispered against my ear, moving me out of his arms and as he led me to the adjacent bathroom. Steam wafted over the tall glass of the shower door. I hadn’t even realized that I was still cover in blood and dirt. “I figured you could use a hot shower”
“Yea, I could use a few things” And there was nothing I wanted more than Damien to stay with me right now. I leaned back against the sink and he took a step forward. He towered over me. I reached up and traced my fingers over his soft lips, an image of them pressed hungry to mine made my cheeks flush pink with heat and I couldn’t miss the knowing smile that began to rise in the corner of his mouth.
“I should stay away from you when you’re like this you know” I knew he meant what he was saying but the smile on his lips said that he had no intention of going anywhere. He captured the back of my neck in his large hand and pulled me into a long hot kiss. My breath rasped against his each time our lips parted. His hands came around my ribcage, holding me against his body. My own arms locked themselves around his neck determined to never let him go.
Damien
For a long time there was only the sound of our heavy breathing between kisses. Our lips only parted for the second it took me to peel away her blood stained shirt leaving her in a black bra and her shorts, leaning into claim her mouth once again before I even had the chance to toss the top to the side. The change in my body roared through me. My skin markings pulsed vividly beneath my shirt and my eyes were transfixed into black orbs. I savored the feeling of being able to transform without an ounce of fear from her. Her hands traveled beneath my shirt along my back. Her touch was like electricity against my spine. Without breaking the kiss I lifted her up off the tiled floor and sat her down on the vanity counter top. Her legs were a wide V that I filled with my body. Things were heating up fast and I knew there were consequences but I couldn’t stop. It took merely every ounce of self-control I had to keep my hands from ripping away all the fabric she had that separated us. When her small blunt teeth bit into my bottom lip a low growl erupted from my throat and my hands came down caging her on either side, my muscles and veins straining as I griped the edge of the sink. It was coming I felt it. My hunger was right on the edge. I fought wildly with myself to ignore it, to risk it, just to have her once. It pained me and nearly tore me in half to walk away from her.
“We can’t” I said on a heavy breath. I hung my head low on her bare shoulder defeated by what I was. I gowned and wrapped my arms around her waist panting and listening to her own heavy breathing as she stroked the hair at my nape. By my surprise she chuckled.
“I know, it was worth a try though”
“Defiantly worth it” We both laughed and I kissed her once more and left her to shower. Although I hated the ending I was grateful to divert her mind from her friend’s unfortunate death.
“There are a few things we need to get straight” Tyler relaxed in the tattered love seat with his black boots atop the chipped coffee table. His arms were folded behind his head and his eyes remained closed as I spoke to him.
“Like?” His answer was short and irritated me.
“What is my family hear for? And I suggest you do not waste your time and tell me you don’t know. I’ve been lenient and given you your own time to inform me but being that you can’t come out on your own I’m offering you a little motivation” His eyes opened and although he tried very hard to hide it his posture changed into a more alert position. He stood up and walked across the room, pouring himself a shot from the liquor on the counter.
“What are you going to do Damien? I’m already dead” He said casually. He flashed a quick smirk and then downed the glass of auburn liquid.
“That doesn’t mean you won’t feel me cutting the skin from your body piece by piece with a butter knife. And if that does not serve as motivation I have far more creative ways of loosening your tongue”
