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Maybe we were still in high school. Maybe high school never really ends. What a depressing thought.
societal norms had never been my thing. Not when they stood in the way of things that I wanted.
She had way too much energy for so early in the fucking morning, and I contemplated throwing my lamp at her for a moment to shut her up. But then the goddess set down a steaming cup of coffee in a bright pink, sparkly mug on my nightstand and I decided that violence was not the answer.
starting
“Stay alive. Aurora. I have a feeling knowing you is going to be very entertaining.”
“Everyone seems scared of you.” “Wise of them.”
“I’m still not convinced you’re not going to murder me.” “Probably best to stay alert,” he agreed amicably.
I couldn't help but be shocked that the motherfucker's dick was getting harder. I'd have thought he'd be a shrinking violet with his appendage threatened, but the violence of the situation seemed to be turning him on. I pressed the knife in further, just so he would understand that I wasn't joking.
"Why did you bring The Demon's daughter?" a guy named Jake, I think, called out to Cain. "Hoping she'll get annoyed at one of you assholes and stab someone," Cain responded with a blank face.
“Oh, little devil. I’m disappointed in you. I’d never send anyone else to hurt you when I’m so happy to do it myself.”
I didn’t feel like crying anymore. I felt like burning down the world that would never accept me.













































