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Nov 03, 2013 05:01PM
Shetan frowned a bit, seeing her soul leave. He sat next to her and shook her, trying to wake her.
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Shetan pulled her into a hug. He didn't like it, but he was feeling more guilty and horrible by the minute.
"What do I have to do? Call it back?" Shetan smirked briefly.
"Well, you need your voice. Is there anything I can do?"
Shetan sighed a bit, running a hand over his face.
"Don't know," Shetan muttered, though he did. He was feeling guilty.
Shetan looked up and watched the soul.
Shetan gave a quiet sigh of relief, resting his chin in his hand.
Shetan glanced at her. He was emotionless, hiding his guilt.
"I'm unpredictable," Shetan muttered.
"Do what?" Shetan stood from the bed. "Kill angels?"
"Your crying and whimpering in your sleep started to make me feel guilty," Shetan admitted glumly, not pleased to be admitting guilt. It was embarrassing.
"I guess that's not so true." Shetan crossed his arms. "If I can feel pain, I can feel anything other."
"You angels are good, though. I like evil. I don't like any holiness ruining evil."
Shetan looked out the window. "Yeah."
Shetan frowned. "I thought I killed him."
Shetan turned away from the window, his arms crossed. "I don't believe it."
Shetan sighed a bit as he heard the knock. "Might as well."
"You won't know until you find out."
Shetan followed her and stood by her, overhearing everything.
Shetan watched with no emotion.
Shetan was soon there, knocking on her door.
Shetan walked through the door as though he were a ghost. He came over and grabbed her wrist that held the knife.
"You're not very strong, are you?" Shetan taunted. "Just as I thought. You're nothing but a weakling," he snarled.
Enraged, Shetan slapped her hard before falling to the ground, gasping in pain.
"You call yourself strong when you immediately go upstairs right after your boyfriend tells you not to cut, and you cut?"
"I'll find out sooner or later."
Shetan rose to his feet and crossed his arms.
Shetan went to his room and sat on the bed.
Shetan sighed and got up and opened the door. "What do you want?"
Shetan scoffed. "Being sorry doesn't change anything. Is that all you came here to say? Nonsense like that?"
"You're right. I don't," Shetan said shortly.
Shetan saw her out the window. He sighed carelessly, but watched her as he lay in bed.
Shetan got up and watched her from the window.
Shetan left the room and walked outside.
Shetan stared at her for a moment and raised an eyebrow before flying up.
"I can do way better than that, though."
Shetan nodded slowly. He still wasn't sure what to make of all this, the fact that he was fooling around outside with an angel.
"I should think so," Shetan said a little proudly.
Shetan looked at her hand before hesitantly taking it. "I tend to like to dance stupidly whenever I dance, just so you're warned."
Shetan smirked before starting to dance very stupidly like one might do in a comedy show.
Shetan grinned sadistically and danced more.
Shetan stifled a laugh. "Right," he said sarcastically.
