Loved by a Devil (7 page)

"Whatever."

"And did you really have to bring Sunfire with you?" Brendan asked.

"She can't be left home alone with Anthony! God forbid if the guy saw a spider on the ceiling, he'd be screaming bloody murder, when Sunfire will just step on it with her paw!"

"You have a point." Brendan agreed.

"So why did you kiss me this morning?" I asked.

"What? Oh. Um...didn't you want me to?"

I felt my blood rush cold. I didn't notice I was petting Sunfire so fast that it hurt her until she yipped out in pain.

"Oh! I'm sorry Sunfire! Are you okay?" I asked her.

In reply, she looked at me and grumbled and jumped off my lap into the backseat.

"You going to answer my question?" Brendan asked me.

I realized we were in a parking lot to a restaurant called, 'The Downworld.'

"What restaurant is this?" I changed the subject.

"You'll find out in a minute AFTER you answer my question." he teased.

I desperately looked for another distraction point. The car was still on...

I turned radio all the way up.

"What are you doing?" Brendan yelled over the pounding music.

"Singing!" What you don't like Travie Mccoy?" I shouted back.

"I-"

"Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah, I will be the host of, everyday Christmas, give Travie your wish list, I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt, and adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shit-"

"Stop singing!" Brendan shouted, turning the radio off.

"What? I'll turn on M and M if you want!"

I turned the cd on, the song 'Not Afraid' blasting in my eardrums.

Brendan snatched the keys out of the ignition, cutting off the song.

"Hey! I was listening to that!"

"Answer my question." he growled.

I frowned at him. Fine. I will.

"No, Brendan Ashford, I never wanted to kiss you!" I hissed. Okay, that was weird. I didn't even know how I knew his full name.

He looked away. "Fine. Let's go eat." Brendan slammed the door shut behind him, obviously pissed.

Sunfire whimpered, not wanting to be left alone in the car.

"Come here Sunfire, I'm not gonna leave you here alone."

The pup jumped in my arms. I scratched her head, shutting the car door behind us. I walked towards the restaurant, taking a good look at it. I instantly stopped short. It was the most ugliest thing I've ever seen! It had a sunken in roof, all the windows were smashed, the sign of the restaurant was burned out and it had the gross vomit color green painted all around the exterior. The place was a DUMP! But worse, it smelled of rotting garbage. I fought the urge to hurl.

"It's not as bad as it looks." a dangerously familiar voice said behind me.

Oh no

I turned around, and there he was, looking-

Better?

His skin was looking so tan it was glowing, his brown eyes were back to the same shade of chocolate batter, and his hair was still black as an oil slick.

"It's just a special cloak of magick to get mortals to stay out of the place." Drew told me.

"Yeah. I just hope it looks better on the inside." I replied.

Wait, why was I talking to him?

"Don't worry," Drew said, "Oh! May I pet her?"

I hesitated a moment, biting my lip.

"Sure." I decided, carefully handing Sunfire over to Drew.

He took the pup carefully in his arms, cradling it against his chest.

"So...how did you know it was a girl?" I asked.

"Hmm? Oh. Well, doesn't she look like a girl?"

"Of course!" I replied.

"Exactly how I knew." Drew smirked, placing the pup on the ground in front of my feet.

I was about to snatch her in my arms before she could dart to a different location, Drew said,

"She's not going anywhere."

Sunfire, surprisingly, padded over to me and sat on my sneaker. I frowned. She hasn't done THAT before.

"You look better." I said briskly.

"Yeah...I wasn't feeling really-"

"But you were healthy enough to stay at school?" I hissed.

"I wanted to apologize to you-"

"Then why did you make out with Hillary!" I spat.

"That's none of your business. And Hillary's a hoe! It doesn't make much of a difference between you and your boyfriend!" he hissed.

"That has NOTHING to do with this conversation! And second of all, Brendan is NOT my boyfriend! He was just happy enough to cure me of my illness, and let me stay at his house!" I shrieked.

His face softened immediately, seeing tears spill over. I stubbornly wiped them off my face.

"Hey, I'm sorry." he whispered.

I looked anywhere but at him.

"You know the time when we went to BlackWater Acres?" Drew asked.

"I remember that hellhole." I said bitterly.

"Well, that night in the stairwell, I was going to give you something."

Drew took something out of his jean pocket, holding it out to me. I grudgingly took it from his palm. It was a bracelet, a little locket dangling from the silver chain in the shape of a sunburst. I opened the sunburst shaped locket, seeing a tiny bare spot where you could put a photo in it.

"It's pretty!" I gushed.

"Just consider it as a late Christmas gift and an early Valentines gift."

I quickly took Drew in a bear hug, pecking a quick tender kiss on the lips for him. -Ignoring the pulse of electricity going through my body-. I laid my head against his chest, my arms still circling around him. He hesitated, thinking maybe I would probably wack him on the head and he would screw the whole moment up. He hugged me back, and I could smell the sweet scent of Axe coming from his leather jacket.

"I love you." he told me, kissing my hair.

"Love you too." I mumbled in his shirt.

"So you love him."

I bolted from Drew, almost stepping on Sunfire's paw.

Brendan didn't even notice Drew, he was just staring at me, like I betrayed him.

"I never-"

"Don't try to explain, I heard the whole thing."

I looked at Drew accusingly.

"You knew he was here the whole time and you didn't even tell me?" I screeched.

"It would've ruined the moment honey." he grinned.

"Brendan I-"

"I heard you say you loved him." Brendan interrupted me.

"I never-" I stopped short. I DID say I loved him.

I thought of something to say, ending up with: "Mother fu-"

Chapter 10

"Do you want anything?" Drew asked from across the booth.

"Do you think he's okay?" I asked Drew nervously.

Drew fought to hiss, "He'll be fine."

Drew was taking Brendan's place on taking me out to 'The Downworld', since Brendan got all pissy pot with me and took Sunfire home with him. We all had gotten in a big argument after I said the MF word and Brendan kept repeating 'You love him' and then Drew said 'Find yourself someone else, she's mine, she even excepted my gift'. Then Brendan darted towards Drew and put his hands around his throat and squeezed, and then Drew kicked him in the groin, Brendan then threw a punch at him, Drew dodged it, and Brendan's fist connected with my jaw. But during the whole thing, Sunfire was just watching the whole show with the biggest goofiest grin on her face, like she was laughing, until Brendan accidently punched me. Then Sunfire totally freaked out, and she bolted in front of me, me on the ground in absolute pain, Sunfire growled ferociously at Brendan, her fur sticking up at the ends. Brendan backed away from me, without taking his eyes off Drew. Sunfire eventually calmed down and turned around to face me, her paws padding across the ground. She licked my wound on my face, expecting slobbery kisses would heal it. It didn't, but it still felt nice that the pup cared a lot for her owner. I ended up picking Sunfire off the ground into my arms, she cringed a little though, ready to lash out a bite at Brendan or any other intruder, but when she felt my hands run over her pillow-soft fur, she calmed down.-Just the tiniest bit though.

"So do you want anything?" Drew asked.

"Just another ice pack." I said bitterly, fingering with my crescent moon necklace around my neck, while the sunburst bracelet was in my pocket, neglected.

It also occurred that Drew was right, the restaurant wasn't that bad as it was on the outside. In fact, the place was filled with bright lights, gross disgusting yellow wallpaper, and reeked like Vanilla perfume. I fought the urge to send a Hellish glare at the girl (who was wearing the disgusting Vanilla perfume) sitting on one of the stools by the bar, eyeing Drew like he was the most delicious thing in the world. I, meanwhile, was ignoring her glares at me that were full of envy, I pretended I didn't notice. About a minute ago when her eyes flickered to me for another glare, I stuck my tongue out at her when Drew was looking at the deeply laminated Menus. I thought about using them to slit the girl's neck.

"So do want any food or something?" Drew asked from behind his menu.

"Hm? Oh. Sure, what do they have? Raw steak for werewolves, or some gross disgusting green shakes for fairies, or maybe some blood for vampires?" I replied sarcastically.

Drew slammed the menu on the table, "How'd you know that?"

I broke away from my staring contest with Blondie on the bar stool. "They have that?" I asked nervously.

Drew shook his head, "Look, I'm just getting a burger and Cola, same for you?"

"Yeah sure whatever," I returned to the staring contest with Blondie.

"Hm. The place is pretty crowded tonight, so it's going to take a while to get a waiter, you need to use the bathroom?" he asked.

I looked around the place, it WAS crowded. Hmph. Wonder why I didn't notice before. Maybe I was too absorbed in the staring contest with Blondie. A selfish idea popped into my head.

"Um hey, can you put on that bracelet you gave me?" I asked Drew, making sure the girl at the bar was paying attention and could hear everything I was saying.

"Anything for you." he smiled at me, his white teeth flashing. And I could also see something in his eyes that swept away nervousness, replacing it with relief, probably thinking I wouldn't wear it.

"Thank you," I practically purred,-(okay, that was weird) handing him the bracelet.

"Welcome." Drew finished fiddling with the bracelet and kissed my wrist.

I withdrew my wrist, setting my now water filled ice pack on the table, and getting up from my seat. I saw Drew get a little anxious, but I quickly said-

"I'm just going to use the little girls room real quick," I assured him, "Um, where is it?"

(I ignored Blondie rolling her eyes at me.)

"Okay, uh...oh! See that slutty blonde chick over there?" he gestured to the girl sitting by the bar, I saw her mouth drop open, obviously hearing Drew, "Just pass by her and take a right on the next turn."

I fought the urge to laugh in hysteria, hearing Drew just say all of that so casually just made it even more funnier. I walked towards the bathroom, purposely flashing my bracelet at the girl by the bar, seeing her face turn the most blotchiest red, so red that it was inhuman. Her bright-as-flashlight green eyes full of pity and saying 'you should be ashamed'. I pretended I didn't notice her as I walked into the bathroom. I deeply prayed the bathroom wasn't as hideous than the rest of the restaurant. It wasn't really THAT bad. The room was brightly lit, just as the other rooms were, and deserted. I walked towards the sink, putting my face in my hands.

I was trying hard to ignore the deep feeling in my gut, feeling sorry that I actually followed through with my whole selfish idea. I took a deep breath, letting it out, listening to the buzz of the heater on and the chatters of people outside. I discarded my hands from my face and looked at myself in the mirror. There were dark circles under my eyes, almost as purple as the bruise on the side of my jaw. I was actually surprised I was talking. My bright red-orange hair was a mess, the bangs hanging in my face. Annoyed, I brushed them out of my eyes. My face was a scary pale white-ivory, the bones clearly visible, sticking out sharply. My green eyes were more lighter than usual, bright with fever. My lips were chapped, and I was wearing my favorite gray sweatshirt that I wore the day I met Drew, still having bloodstains on the sleeves. God did I look like Hell.

I sat down in the booth, looking at my burger with disgust. It looked far from appetizing.

"I know what you're thinking, but just try it. It tastes delicious!" Drew encouraged me around a mouthful of food.

"I'm not hungry." I told him.