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Sep 29, 2013 11:08PM
Alexa came home around one in the afternoon. "hi." She smiled softly at Shetan before heading up the stairs to feet changed.
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"Hi," Shetan said, waiting downstairs for her.
She came down in less tight clothes. "are you hungry?" She asked.
"Yeah." Shetan was sitting on the couch.
"I'll make you dinner then." Alexa went to the kitchen.
She soon brought him a plate piled with food. "here."
Shetan took it and ate hungrily before finishing.
Alexa sat on the couch, not eating. "I'll do the dishes later." She told him.
Shetan set the plate off to the side on the little table.
Alexa started silent. She was beginning to believe that lady night had just been a dream and that Shetan hadn't truly forgiven her.
Shetan crossed his arms and watched TV.
She bit her lip and started to get up. "I'll just go to my room..." She murmured.
But Shetan grabbed her arm and pulled her back down. "You sure seem to like your room more than my presence."
"eh?" She was slightly surprised by his actions "no, that's not... I just don't want to bother you more than i already am." She told him.
"Since when did I say you bothered me?"
"well, you never really said anything so i just assumed..." He voice resulted off.
"Assumed what? I said I forgave you," Shetan said, irritated with her for not believing he had forgiven her.
Alexa just nodded, staying quiet when she saw she was irritating him. "sorry..." She murmured.
Shetan sighed a bit and crossed his arms, frowning slightly before watching TV again.
Alexa sighed and sat silently on the couch. She hated the stale and awkward feeling that was between them now.
Shetan started thinking. "Demons never forgive, and demons never forget..." he muttered quietly to himself after a while.
She looked down. Finally she got up and went to her room. Alexa couldn't stand sitting their in silence. She thought he forgave her but he seemed to still be holding a grudge.
Shetan didn't do a thing. He ended up falling asleep on the couch.
At some point she came down and laid a blanket over him. "good night..." She murmured before going to the kitchen to get some water.
Shetan stirred in his sleep and woke up to see her. He decided to get up and get a blood bag. He started drinking it.
She looked at him for a moment. She wasn't disgusted or disturbed by him drinking from that anymore but... She went over to him "you can still drink from me, you know."((gtg. Night!))
"I know," Shetan said emotionlessly, resuming to drinking again.
((Night.))
((Night.))
Alexa sighed "do you still hate me? Because that's how you're acting." She turned and left the kitchen.
After drinking, Shetan looked down towards the floor, his hands on his hips, before slowly walking out.
She sighed, taking that as a yes, and quickly went to her room. She was stupid to think she could trust him. Forgive her? He hadn't done anything close to it.
Shetan was starting to feel ill. He started getting a painful headache, along with a stomachache. The headache was probably just one of those things, but Shetan had a feeling that his stomachache may have been from the wounds she had given him when they fought. All of his wounds on his stomach, chest, arms, and shoulders had healed, but he felt pain in those areas as if the wounds were still there. He groaned softly as he lay on the couch, frowning in pain.
She heard him groan and peeked her head out her door to make sure she wasn't hearing things.
Shetan sighed as he closed his eyes, setting his clawed hand on his huge stomach.
She audibly looked over the railing if the upstairs and into the living room to see him. A stomach ache maybe?
With his other hand, Shetan covered his eyes briefly before rubbing his forehead. "Oh, crap!" he groaned in despairing pain.
"Shetan..." She went down the stairs "what's wrong?"
"where? Your stomach?" She gently placed a hand there and tried to see if there was anything wrong.
Shetan placed his hand over hers and sighed softly. "In all the places you wounded me that have healed on the outside. My shoulders, arms, chest, and stomach. Then I've got a headache."
She frowned "but they're healed. I healed them myself when you died. Why would they hurt?"
"I don't know," Shetan muttered.
She sighed and stared to heal where she remembered wounding him to see if that would help.
Shetan closed his eyes as he began to feel better. But he still had a headache.
"and a headache?" She murmured, placing her hand on his forehead.
"Yeah..." Shetan muttered with a soft moan, closing his eyes at her gentle touch.
She healed it, though not entirely sure what she was healing and kissed his forehead."better?"
Shetan nodded. "Thank you." He looked up at her.
"i couldn't just let you suffer..." She murmured.
Shetan grabbed her hand. "You know, I don't think I realized just how much I need you in my life."
