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RayHis softness toward me was enough to make more tears flow down my cheeks. Especially when he called her 'angel'. Burying my face in his chest when he picked me up, I breathed a content sigh. "I'm fine," I said softly, my voice muffled against his chest. I cuddled up into a ball against Thorn's chest, feeling like a little kid being carried to her room. But I didn't really care at that moment, because everything I was feeling was replaced by contentedness and joy. As Thorn walked up towards the steps of the porch, I caught sight of Lars. He was standing up now, and rubbing his raw throat. He caught my gaze, and smiled sadly. It almost made me want to stop Thorn and hug Lars for letting us do this. It meant a lot to me, but I kept quiet and took more comfort in Thorn's arms around me.
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I relaxed again at her words, sending a hard glance towards the guy I'd nearly killed before heading back towards the house. I frowned down at the limp bodies I passed, knowing I would go through hell for what I'd pulled, but it would be well worth it. Let them take me to their jail, I'd get whipped a hundred times if it meant I'd keep Ray safe. I made my way into the house and up the stairs, the way to Ray's room burned forever in my mind. Nudging open the door, I shut it, then locked it and brought her over to her bed, laying her gently down. Then I sat back and let my hand run down her face lightly, "What did they do to you?" I whispered, part of my anger rekindling.
RayI placed my hand on top of his, making his palm flatten against my cheek. His warmth spread through me like wildfire, making me close my eyes to relish in it. When I opened them back up, I saw that he was looking down at me, the question hanging in the air. I took a deep breath. "There was a Silent Brother there," I let the sentence hang in the air, wondering if he got it on just that one piece of information. I searched his eyes, as tears brimmed my own. "But I'm okay, Thorn, I promise you I am. I couldn't be better at this moment." I smiled and laid my free hand on his cheek. We sat there, holding each other's faces so tenderly I thought I would melt. You love him. The voice from earlier whispered in my head, almost making me jerk at the suddenness of it. For this moment, I didn't argue over the statement.
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My eyebrows furrowed. "Silent Brother? Who's he? Some sort of priest?" The guy sure sounded like one. I softened a little when her eyes started to water. The way she was looking at me...It made me feel like I would kill anyone for this girl, do anything she wanted me to. Hell, I'd rob my own grandmother if she asked me to. It was a dangerous feeling. Her palm was warm, and it crept down along my arm and reached into the very depths of my soul, I nearly shivered at the intensity of it. She almost died. Whatever happened in that little hut with the Silent dude, it clearly hadn't been a tea party. I'd lost it the second I laid eyes on her when she stepped out with her ex. All the color had been drained from her face and she'd look like she just been beaten up with a stampede of animals. I wanted to kill the first thing that I saw, and unfortunately for Ray's ex, it was him. "He almost got you killed, Ray." I suddenly snarled, my anger boiling right back up.
RayI drew body up on the bed until my back was resting against the headboard. "You don't know what--who--the Silent Brothers are?" At his blank stare, I knew he didn't. Well, this just made things a bit more difficult to explain. "It's hard to tell you everything about them, but what they did to me back there wasn't good." I sighed, lowering my hand on his cheek enough to where my fingertips just touched his jaw line. "They can get inside your head with just a touch. From that, they know everything. Events to feelings." I stopped there for a second, pondering whether or not I should go on, to tell him what it felt like. I didn't really want to keep anything more from him, considering I kept so much anyway. "The only drawback from it is it feels like your entire existence is being ripped apart. Slowly, and painfully." My voice cracked accidentally, I tried to cover it up with a soft cough. What I told him wasn't a lie, it did feel like that. But I left out the part where the aftermath of it takes affect. Hell, he probably already knows anyway, from what he just saw. At his last sentence, I smiled sadly at the ferocity in his words. "It wouldn't be the first time, and probably won't be the last. Plus, they can't kill people." Getting technical probably wasn't the best way to go right now.
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My mind grew more murderous the longer she spoke, and I'm pretty sure I was scaring Ray by now as I mentally stabbed her ex all over again. He left with her, and he came out of the hut with her, so he brought her in, that technically made him responsible for the state she was in. I was going to enjoy pummeling his pretty face to the dirt. "Excuse me for a moment." My voice was tight and controlled as I forced myself to stand up. I needed to kill something. Well, that and the fact I noticed that the more my temper slipped away from me, the more tempting Ray felt. Her soul seemed to sing out brighter and her aura called to me. Needless to say, I was back into the struggling zone to keep my composure around her, and not suck her dry. I eyed her neck like a starved vamp. Snap out of it, sicko. I mentally berated myself. Here she was, vulnerable and clearly in pain, and all I was thinking about was killing someone and having an extra snack. Leaning down, my hand reached to cup her cheek as I brushed a feather-light kiss along her lips, then snatched myself back as I turned and headed for the door. I was going to have a little talk with a certain Shadowhunter with his head up his arse.
RayHis tenderness made my heart suddenly lurched in my throat, seeming to stop all air flowing through my lungs. He kissed me. Well, not really. But it was close enough, and it made me want more. I had leaned forward, into his kiss, but was left with kissing nothing. He moved to fast for me, considering my state at the moment. I wanted to tell him to come back, to kiss me again. I needed it. My head swam a little, as I watched him head out the door. "Thorn..." I whispered, unable to contain it. Then, I let the tears flow. I wanted him to stay with me, to be with me, to hold me, kiss me. My feelings for him seemed to grow by the minute. I hated it and loved it at the same time. Hated it, because of what we both were; total opposites. And because his trial was less than twenty-four hours away now. Loved it, because it made me feel whole again and happier. I wanted--needed--to relish in the feeling for as long as I could. As soon as I get my strength back...Thorn and I need to talk. Bad.
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I jerked to a stop at her words, but it was her tone that froze me. Looking back, I winced as I caught the pained and pleading look in her eyes. What did she expect me to do? Kiss her senseless and lie with her in bed? I couldn't do something like that. She should know by now that wasn't who I am. My demon prevented me from ever getting close to another like how I wanted to get close to Ray. It was just too dangerous. Both for me and her. She of all people should know the consequences. She was a freaking Shadowhunter, for crying out loud. It wasn't like her kind was new to me, it was just...her, who she was. She stood for everything that I wanted to be. Selfless, brave, fighting for innocents. Human. If anything, I was the complete opposite for that. I hunted people, fed off them for my own survival. I always brushed it off as the world being survival of the fittest, but if I was stripped down to the core and my real feelings were exposed, I hated it. That wasn't completely true, because I loved it as well. I was a demon, and even if I hated what I had to do to live, I had to love it too. I'd be lying if I said I didn't. The feeling of feeding off human emotion and energy...it was something else entirely, like nothing I've ever known before, and I treasured it selfishly. "Ray...don't." My voice wavered and shook as I warned her off. This was how it would always be. I'd grow close to her, only to have to push her away again. It wasn't fair to her. And one way or another, I had to end it. Permanently.
RayI could see it in his eyes that he couldn't come any closer. Couldn't. I knew why, oh I definitely knew why. I almost got selfish, and told him to come to me anyway, to feed off me if he had too. But I knew I just couldn't think about my wants...or needs. I had to think about his, too. I was more than sure that it had to be hard for him, I witnessed that much. If I had done that too him back at the lake and in the cells--hell, I know I did--then I should stay away from him as much as possible. I was a human bomb for him, and it hurt me more than ever to think that. So, I just stare at him for a few moments, not letting any emotion show. At least, I thought I did. Then, I let my shoulders slump an few inches, and nod, as my gaze turned down. "I know. I'm sorry." I put the emphasis on it that I was sorry for everything. I breathed, as I clenched my teeth hard, feeling the muscles in my jaw tighten painfully. I instantly felt stupid for the feelings I had for him. I should have known better, especially since he's a demon. I felt embarrassed too, for the way I threw myself on him, thinking he would do the same back to me. How could I have been so damn careless? At that moment, I shoved my feelings for Thorn deep down in my heart, so deep that hopefully that they wouldn't spring back at any moment he would look at me in the wrong way.
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I almost moaned at her final acceptance of the situation. Half of me wished she would keep pushing for me, keep asking for me and looking at me like she always did. Like she wanted me. Really wanted me. Not like how the bimbos I drank from always did, with lust in their eyes. Somehow, I knew this moment was going to be precious, and I could see the resolve finally set in the way she held herself. Last chance, Thorn. With a heavy sigh and knowing this wasn't going to help either of us any more, I strode back across the room to her side again. Swooping down, I captured her lips with mine and kissed her. Not just any lustful kiss. It was hard, and searching, hell, it could've called out to my soul if I had one. But it was also broken too, it was a kiss that said goodbye, that said that even though I wanted this as much as she wanted it, we couldn't have it, and I was sorry for that. Sorry for leading her on, sorry I was never even an option in the first place. Sorry she couldn't give me a chance, couldn't give us a chance. I kissed her with everything I had in me, because that was what I felt for her. It was intense and painful, and when I finally pulled away, I searched her eyes and let mine shine out, hoping she could see the plea in them, the plea for forgiveness. "You deserve better." I whispered hoarsely, and before she could say anything else, I tore myself away from her and whirled around to leave the room, and her, behind.
RayI couldn't kiss him back like I wanted too, like my life depended on it. And because that would my feelings spring back into action. So, I sit there and let him kiss me, relishing in the feeling of his lips on mine for the last time. Right when I started to give in to him, he pulled back, almost taking my breath with him. I had to clench my fingers around the blanket at my waist to keep them from latching onto him. At those three words, I wanted to bawl. But I held my ground for as long as I could. Which didn't take long, because he was out the door before I knew it. "I don't want any better," I whispered to the air. I stared at the empty space where he once occupied, wanting to trash my whole room. Then, something hit me like a ton of bricks. Thorn's trial was tomorrow, and I had evidence. I smiled in spite of the events that had just passed between us. I was going to made sure that Thorn was set free tomorrow, one way or the other. With that determination in mind, I sunk down until I rested my back against my bed, and fell asleep.
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As I drew further and further away from Ray, I let my softer feelings fade, and my fury grow. Hell if I got into trouble for what I was about to do, not like it could get any worse. I stormed downstairs and out the house, my darkening mood latching onto the small group of Shadowhunters struggling to get to their feet. About time. Jake had a hand rubbing his jaw, his other arm gesturing furiously as he hissed at Ray's ex, who frowned slightly, but other than that, didn't look like he was bothered much. I was behind them in an instant, my arm reaching out to drag Jake away from him and push him around to face me. "You. You sent her off to that Silent Brother." I spat, "What is it with you hunters? Since when was torture your favorite weapon to use?" I could already hear the scuttling feet as everyone else rushed to try and prevent a bloodbath, or save their oh-so-fearless leader. "If you're so eager for information, I'll hook you up with one of my friends, see how well you get along when you're having every inch of your flesh stripped away from your bones!" I was hissing now, my anger knowing no bounds.
RayMy sensitive hearing instantly woke me up. I sat up in my bed, and groggily looked at the clock. I barely got in thirty minutes of sleep. Woopty-do. But what woke me up was raised voices being thrown at one another. It had to be coming from outside. I slowly made my way to get up, but instantly fell back down. Sleeping didn't do me any good, or that liquid that Lars gave me didn't do anything either. My head swam and my knees wobbled. I stayed on the bed for a moment, regaining my balance. Then I tried again, making my way to the bathroom. I noticed, in the full-length mirror, that I was still wearing my clothes from yesterday. I sighed, and changed into a white tank top, and pair of dark skinny jeans. The only comfortable outfit I had, actually. I pulled my hair back into a slightly high pony-tail, and laced up my boots. I could hear the voices growing louder by the minute. Damn, what was going on? Then it clicked in my mind. Thorn. He had to have been out there. I sighed heavily once again, and gathered up all the strength I had left in me. I hurried out of my door, and made it to the back door in less than ten seconds flat. I stayed hidden though, wondering what was going on. As I turned slightly, my eyes catching sight of Thorn and my fellow Shadowhunters surrounding him in a half-circle. Oh, this ought to be good.
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"You better learn your place, demon. You're in no position to give threats, or demands." Jake growled and took a step forward, his hands landing on my shoulders and giving me a shove back. Oh no, he didn't. "Do that one more time and I swear, you won't have two arms to begin with." I snarled, my eyes daring him on. A hand came to rest on his shoulder, but her just shrugged it off viciously. "You think I'm afraid of you, lover boy?" He mocked me and my eyes flashed. "You were close to peeing your pants last we met like this." I countered with a smirk, glad at how his cheeks scalded at the memory of out last meeting, when I had my hand around his throat. "Jake, back down. Come on, man." Another guy with curls spoke up and tried to pull him back, "He's only doing this to get a reaction out of you. Don't fall for it." Damn right he'll fall for it. I kept going, "What's wrong, hunter? Too afraid to take on a little demon like me?" I mocked mercilessly.
RayI had enough. I didn't care if Thorn wanted them all to himself or not. This needed to end, before he got himself into deeper shit. Leaving my post, I came out from behind the back door. "That is enough," I said coldly, standing at the top of the steps. I held my ground, trying to look at strong as I used to be before all...this happened. Jake snorted. "Always coming to the rescue, eh Ray?" His tone made me want to uproot a tree and shove it up his ass. I turned my cold gaze on him, and narrowed my eyes. "Thorn's trial is tomorrow." I stated hard with a strong booming voice, as I crossed my arms over my chest tightly. "He'll get what's coming to him, if he's found guilty. So back off, and let it be. Or you'll be the one in the cells next time, Jake. That goes for all of you." I kept my voice steady, trying to sound as brave as I could. That shut him up, and it made red creep up his neck. I saw that Lars was stifling a smile, and Ashton didn't even hide his. I noticed that Thorn still hadn't turned around at my appearance. He was probably cursing every molecule that made up my existence for ruining this. I didn't care. What I said was right, anyway. We all stood there, in the heated tension. One by one, they left. First Jake. Huffing and stomping up the steps, deliberately hitting my shoulder as he passed me. Then Ashton, then the sisters. Lars stayed there, smiling up at me.
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I kept myself frozen when Ray's voice snapped out. Oh for crying out loud...Did she think I couldn't handle this by myself? And what the hell was she doing out of bed?! Last I recall, she was pretty weak and couldn't even stand. She should be resting. Bloody stubborn woman. I kept my glare onto Jake, though, even if he had to tear his eyes away from me and scowl over at Ray. I almost winced at her words, about my trial. Looks like she finally moved on. Then I turned my stabbing gaze to her ex once they all left, wanting to wipe that stupid grin off his face. "What're you so happy about?" I growled and shoved past him, down the path and back towards the forest, leaving the two lovebirds alone. She shouldn't be my business anymore, and I shouldn't care for who she was interested in, or a certain pretty face she used to date. But I did. And I was angry at myself for that. I should be leaving her the hell alone now. We made our intentions crystal clear back in the house, but damn if it was going to be easy getting my mind away from her.
RayI didn't let my eyes follow Thorn when he walked off, but I didn't miss the snarky, pissed off tone he had when he addressed Lars. He must hate me for raining on all of his parades. But he needed to just let things do, to keep himself from getting into more trouble than he already was. I'd be lucky if I got him out not guilty of the trial tomorrow, much less for the crap he's pulled here. "You should be the leader instead of Jake, Ray. You sure know how to put someone down." Lars commented with a snide smirk. I wanted to slap it off him right then, but I pushed my hands into the back pockets of my jeans to restrain myself. I saw Thorn disappear into the woods out of the corner of my eye. I sighed, a weight pressing down on my chest and shoulders. "I think we'd be better off if I wasn't here, period." I flashed Lars a sad smile in return, and sat down on the top step, suddenly really tired. I wanted to follow Thorn into the woods, to reel him back to the cabin so he could prepare for his trial. But I knew it would be useless, considering what had went on between us not even an hour ago. I seriously hated this now.
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I stalked through the trees, musing how it was a wonder nothing caught on fire form the force of my angry scowl and thrashing around. Thoughts of Ray with another guy more than grated on my nerves, it scalded me, down to my very core. What I'd said to her back in her room was true, though, even I had to acknowledge it. There was no way I was going to allow her feelings for me carve the rest of her life, a relationship that was doomed from the very start. I was a demon, and she hunted my kind. Simple as that. I almost scoffed at the Romeo-and-Juliet-ness of our situation. I avoided the way to the lake now, remembering how Ray had managed to find me there earlier on, and decided to head deeper in West. Things would go back to normal after the trial, regardless whether they found me guilty or not. It would be the last I ever saw of Ray, if I were careful enough to keep my distance. We'd go our own ways, she back to her hunting, and me? Well, I'd already made plans to track down a certain dead-meat who, apparently, was out to get me. No one framed me and got away with it. When I was through with whoever or whatever it was, they wished they'd never been born. With those grim thoughts running through my head, I kept trekking on, but made sure I didn't go in too far, or get lost either. When the sun finally decided to set behind the hills, I made my way back, my mood not improving.
RayLars made his way up the steps, and sat down on the step below the one I was sitting on. The slight brush of his arm on my leg made me bristle instantly, making me scoot to the end of the step as far as I could without him really noticing. Despite everything that's happened, I at least have the decency to not hurt someone else's feelings because of my self-consciousness. "What is your mighty plan, Ray? I know you want to save this demon of yours." I puffed up at the way he said yours. Thorn is in no way mine. As much as I want him to be, he isn't. The thought of him possibly even giving me a chance made me want to pull my hair out with want and need. I want Thorn so bad--excuse the cliche--it nearly hurts. This would probably be the first time that I would damn my Shadowhunter nature for making me what I am, and keeping me from having what I want. "I don't know now, Lars. I'm just trying to figure out that myself." Which, wasn't all true. I did have somewhat of a plan to get Thorn out, but I definitely wasn't going to tell Lars that. It would have to take more than what he did for me after the Silent Brother encounter to make me believe him or trust him.
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I trekked back up the hill, dragging my feet and wondering where they were going to store me this time. As much as I liked the Gold Lounge back in the house, the first night I stayed there, I didn't want to be any closer to Ray if I could help it. It wouldn't exactly be helping things along if I bumped into her every time I had to use the bathroom across the hallway or something. Of course, that train of thought led to the memory of the night I was in Ray's bedroom, after I'd caught Jake-ass hitting her outside. The memory of the kiss I gave her right before I left burned into me, need for her searing through my blood. We'd been so close...the felt of her hands on me had almost been too much, but then I'd brushed a hand against the side of her face, and I was reminded of what she'd just been through, and tore myself away from her. I wished I hadn't though, sometimes I wished I hadn't been reminded, and I hadn't stopped us, and we went further. Then what? You start to regret it, Thorn. Things get even more complicated and fucked-up than before, and you'd regret that night....Would I?
RayI cracked my knuckles, lingering on each joint. I had doubts about my plan, true that, but I didn't doubt it enough for it to not work. Though, there was that one little voice in the back of my mind that keeps saying, you're going to fail Thorn, you're going to lose this battle. I couldn't, and I wouldn't let that voice get to me. If it came down to it, I would focus on the voice that kept telling me that I loved Thorn. That would be the only thing that would keep me from chickening out. I regard Lars with narrowed eyes. "Why do you care so much? This probably has to be the only nice thing you've done for me in...years." I saw him run his hands over his face and into his hair out of the corner of my eye. "Because I still care for you, my Ray of Sunshine." My shoulders tense at the, yet another, petty nickname. "Well, you sure have a fabulous way of showing it." I let the acid in my tone leak out, letting him know that I was not happy about it. In the short distance from the porch to the woods, I heard a few branches snap, and leaves brushing. My head darts in that direction, eyes searching out the forest line. Is Thorn back?
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"I still care for you, my ray of sunshine..." I froze as the words reached my ears, feeling my blood run cold as I recognized the voice. They're still there? Ray's next words were harsh, but I was too zoned out to catch what she said. Steeling my emotions and pushing back down any expression that would betray itself on my face, I trudged on, and finally reached the house. My teeth hurt from gritting them so hard, and I refused to let my eyes wander over to where the two of them were. Ray and her pretty-face ex. But of course, they just had to be hanging by the porch. Great, just my luck. As I approached them, I couldn't help but take in the situation, how the puppy dog had placed himself so close to her on the steps, how utterly comfortable they looked. To busy my thoughts from running off again, I imagined bashing the guy's head against the gravelly road. Until he was screaming. Yeah, my demon was pretty happily occupied for that moment.
RayI tensed to the point where my joints hurt all over, when Thorn entered through the tree line. My body jerked, almost wanting to stand up and walk into his arms. But I kept myself in check, the words from our conversation earlier crashing back to me. Lars just stayed still, with his hands clasped and his head down. I knew he had to have felt the heat radiating off Thorn, because I sure as hell did. He was mad, I could tell. The way his jaw was set in a hard line, the muscle there ticking every so often. God, I hated myself for doing this to him. Before I could stop myself, I stood up from the top of the step I was sitting on. I looked down at Thorn, as I could feel the emotions running through my eyes at that moment. I wanted him to enfold me in his arms, to tell me that it was all going to be okay. I wanted him just to care for me as much as I did him. But I know that couldn't happen. And I wanted to kill something for it, preferably something that was sitting beside me.
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A flicker of surprise zipped through me when Ray stood up abruptly on the step she was on, as I neared them, but I snuffed it down just as quickly. She was two heads taller than me that way, and I looked up to meet her gaze head-on, unable to resist the challenge, expecting to find harsh judgement in them. But what I saw was the last thing on my mind. No, Ray...no, no, no... Her eyes were bright and clear, but they held sorrow and regret...and everything I couldn't have that I wanted. But what was worst, I caught sight of a deeper emotion that ran through her gorgeous green eyes. No. No, she couldn't love me. I broke off my gaze then, feeling my heartbeat quicken, my head starting to spin. No...I had to be imagining it. I focused my laser-gaze to the man still sitting next to her then, "Hope I wasn't missed too much." I snarked dryly, using my coldness to mask out everything else.
RayI wanted to cry. But I didn't. I held it in, and it was almost the hardest thing that I had to do in my life. When Thorn broke eye contact with me, after looking at me with almost no emotion, I stared above his head, into the woods. I could feel the stinging prick of the tears behind my eyes, but I couldn't let them flow. Not here. Not now. God, not now. I almost couldn't breathe, almost couldn't move. I had to make myself turn my head to the right, trying to hide my face. Damn, I had turned into such a...girl. I heard Lars huff, as if wanting to laugh. "Nothing much. But your girlfriend is being a hard-head." Hard-head. If only he knew what was going through my head at this moment, he would be the one with a head disconnected from his body. "Fuck off," I said softly, before I turned and walked back into the kitchen. I needed something strong, and I needed something to make me forget this. I looked into the back of the fridge, and saw that Ashton stored his beer there. I grabbed two bottles, and sat down at the dining table. I popped open the cap, and took a long gulp.
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I didn't wince when pretty-face called Ray my girlfriend, but I did flinch when she snapped out the swear and whirled around to stalk back into the house. Once she was gone, my eyes grew harder and colder as I regarded her ex, "Watch where you step with me, Hunter, if you value your limbs." I growled, then shoved past him and headed up the steps and into the cottage, the threat growing in my head. I stilled when I walked past the kitchen, Ray was inside rummaging through a cupboard and came away with a beer bottle in hand. Sighing heavily, I headed over and leaned a shoulder against the doorframe as I eyed her carefully. "You sure you want to be doing that?" I murmured gruffly, folding my arms. She'd already taken a huge swig out of it, and I wondered vaguely whether Shadowhunters got drunk easily. Well, I could find out now.
RayMy back was turned toward Thorn, as I hunched up my shoulders when he spoke up. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling tears ready to spill over if I opened them. "Sure am," I replied, but my voice wavered so much it was pathetic. I tilted the bottle back again, taking another huge swallow. It burned as it made it's way to my stomach, lying there like a rock. But it was enough to numb the emotional pain that was buried in my chest. I kept my back to Thorn, trying to block him out as best as I could. If I looked at him now, I would completely lose it. I would throw myself in his arms, and beg him to run away with me and never look back. But, I had to face this like the Shadowhunter I was--and damn my nature in the process. My head started to pound from the alcohol that was running through my veins now, making it hard to keep my thoughts straight.
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I ran a hand over my face, dragging it down like it was lead. Oh hell, was I going to have to carry her pretty ass to bed again? Not that I minded, but getting drunk wasn't the way she should go down. I pushed off the side and strolled over to her, before abruptly plucking the bottle out of her hands before she got too far. "Alright, you made your point. Now its time to get you to bed, hm?" I had a good mind to slap my forehead. Why'd I even let her out of my sight in the first place? Give her fifteen minutes and she was already looking to get drunk. "C'mon Ray." I murmured, chucking the bottle's contents dan the sink and tossing it in the bin. Turning around, I put both hands on her shoulders to steady her and leaned down to peer into her eyes, "Can you walk, Angel?"
RayI felt so childish after that, making me want to punch him in his gut. Though, I held back. Once again. I relished in the feel of his hands on my shoulders, but didn't like the tone in his voice as he asked the question. I knew he was caring for me, and I was grateful for that, but I couldn't stand being babied. "I'm not that drunk, ass." I said sternly, as I regarded him. My head was swimming from the alcohol, but more so from the contact from him. I loved it. "Thorn," I said softly, my sour mood instantly diminishing. "Will you..." I started softly, but paused when I couldn't find the right words. I sighed. "Will you stay with me tonight?" Tomorrow was his trial, and I wanted to spend it with him without the worries of being possibly killed the next day. "I mean, just this one night...?" My eyes raised to look into his, showing him that I was not drunk or anything. I wanted to spend this last night together instead of apart. It might be the last time we saw each other...if my plan failed.
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I cringed like her words struck me physically at the snap. Then she went quiet and her next words left my mouth opening, but no sound came out. "Ray.." I struggled, battling with my feelings. "We shouldn't..." Hell, I thought I'd already buried all of this an hour ago in her room, but it resurfaced just as easily. I hung my head and took a deep breath, not answering her, only letting my hands slide down her smooth arms until her hands rested in mine, then I tugged her away and out the kitchen, up the stairs, all the while my thoughts have some kind of war. I opened the door and pulled her gently in, then let go of her hand and walked over to the curtain, pulling it shut before returning to her and walking her backwards towards her bed. "Sit." I murmured softly, and when she did, I knelt down in front of her and slowly worked her boots off her feet, putting it to the side as I looked up at her with hooded eyes. "Lie down, Angel."
RayI wasn't expecting him to do this. I was expecting him to take me to my room and leave me there. To be honest, I sort of wished he had have, because now I was regretting asking him to stay with me. The look in his face as he worked my boots off my feet was clearly one of distraught. Like he didn't want to be here. I sighed, and laid down on my bed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked that from you...so soon. It's alright, you can go back to your room if you want." I say softly, turning over on my side as my back faced him. Please don't go. Please stay here with me, lie with me and hold me. I pray those words, as I wring my hands, looking at the wall. I tried to hear if he did anything, I only heard breathing. I bring my legs up, hugging them to my chest as I formed my body into the fetal position.
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Hell, I couldn't leave this girl even if my life depended on it. She had me twisted up and around her, all sides up and under, and I loved it. I straightened up as she turned her back to me and curled up on her side. Watching her like that for the next ten minutes, not saying anything, not moving an inch of muscle, just watching her, I thought of her too. Of her smile, her laughter, her eyes and stupid stubbornness. Her wit and charm, her flirting and her tears. Then I blanked everything out and lowered myself down onto the bed, pulling the sheets over her as I lay down on top of them, kicking my shoes off. I faced her, so that her back was to me, and slowly, I lay one arm around her waist, carefully gauging her reaction, but I still kept a couple inches of air space between our bodies. Her body heat burned into me where I touched her, even under the covers, and I let my eyes fall shut, forcing my flooding thoughts back and not allowing myself to think of anything but right now. "I don't want to." I barely whispered into the dark room, in answer to her words. She was where I wanted to be. So I lay with her.
RayI froze instantly, when the mattress gave way with Thorn's weight. I wasn't really expecting him to lay with me, I expected him to just turn around and go back to his room. I didn't say anything about his demon though, because once I mentioned it, it would probably roar to life. When he put his arm around my waist, I nearly broke down into joyful tears, as stupid as that sounded. After all this confusion and hurt, this had to be the only moment of serenity I'd get with him. Although, I could only feel his arm, not his whole body, like I wanted. So I took a leap of faith, hoping not to make him mad or get the wrong idea. I scooted back those two inches that separated us, and met his chest with my back. A wave of comfort spread through me, making me relax to almost jelly. Placing my arm over his that was on my waist, I laced my fingers through his tightly, running my thumb of his knuckle. "I'll get you out tomorrow, Thorn. I promise I will." I said it so sternly, I didn't even recognize my own voice. To be honest, I sounded like my mother. And it made me proud that I had developed that skill. It would be the only memory I had of hers. I had a plan to get Thorn out, but I couldn't tell him. It would take away the element of surprise, and not make it seem so real. Plus, if it fails, then I'll just have to convert over to Plan B. Which is just break him out if he gets thrown into jail...
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Every muscle stiffened in my body when she closed the space between us and wound her hand into mine. The little strokes she made over my hand was enough to make my control break, but I was too afraid to let that happen, and held in the peaceful breath I wanted to release. I spoke too soon apparently, because her next words drove a chill through my spine. I opened my mouth, wanting to speak, to tell her what an utterly stupid thing it was for her to do, but no sound came out. I wouldn't let it. If I spoke now, every other unwelcome thing would come crashing back, and I would start to wonder what I was doing here in the first place. She said she was going to get me out. How? I'd already set my mind to the fact that I'd be found guilty, and everything that would happen after that, I'd already arranged with Layla. "Rest now, Angel." I whispered instead, my arm tightening just the tiniest bit around her waist, trying not to think about the fire behind her words. She sounded like she would get me out regardless what happened, even at the cost of her own status as a Shadowhunter. That was not going to happen. I'd die first before she had to risk herself for me.
RayHow in the hell am I suppose to go to sleep now after he just called me that? If anything, I'd be awake all night, wallowing in my own misery of wanting to latch my hands onto him. Especially when his arm tightened just a fraction around my waist. My spine have a soft burst of heat, making butterflies swirl around in my stomach. Despite my hormones, I let my eyes flutter shut as his warmth entrapped me in his arms, making my back hunch just a bit, and stayed froze like that with taunt muscles. I wanted to drown in his embrace, breathe in his warm spicy scent as my oxygen. I want to be with him for as long as I could. But I didn't miss that his body had stiffened behind me, probably from my brave move to scoot closer to him. I didn't want him to be uncomfortable, to not want to be here with me. Which was probably what was going through his mind anyway. It actually wouldn't surprise me if he just got up and left for his room, though it would definitely hurt the hell out of me. So, pushing down my own inner demon that wanted to kiss him senseless plus more, I moved away from him about two inches, the starting space that was between us. Though, I didn't let go of his hand; I kept it wrapped around my fingers, still tracing the knuckle of his thumb.
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I felt disappointment and dismay fill my chest when she shuffled further away, the space between us once more established and bringing with it the coldness of separation. As the days passed, I'd come to long for her body heat, the way she pressed up against me, how she seemed to fit perfectly in my side. Like she belonged. I wanted to feel her lips on mine, feel the fire behind them, like she truly wanted me for who I was, not what I represented. I wanted to let go, and forget everything else but me and her. But I also wanted her safe, and I wanted her happy. And she couldn't be that with me in her life. With my arrival, her perfect world, no doubt, came crashing down and shook everything up. The least I could do was leave her life and let her forget about me. I doubted there would be anyone else that could grab my attention like she did, and I knew I'd do anything to ensure her safety. The feeling was new to me, but I knew exactly what it was. Intoxicating yet dangerous. I couldn't let myself fall for her. But it was too late for that. Her lips, her eyes, her smile, they were a drug to me, and I'd never recover, ever, when it would be time to leave her. I almost laughed at the audacity of our situation, she'd become my salvation, as cheesy as that was. She became my angel. A demon's angel, I mused with soft thoughts, my other hand reaching up to gently tuck her hair behind her ear, tracing it down her face. Waiting for her body to fall slack with sleep, and her breathing to soften and quieten.
RayI couldn't go to sleep if I was drug through a Greek's raging battlefield. Not with Thorn right behind me. But I'm glad he was there, because otherwise, I'd probably go to sleep, and have nightmares like I did the other night. My head swirled, and my eyes threatened to roll back in their sockets when Thorn touched my face. The warmth radiating off of him was enough for me to catch his fingers, as they trailed down my jaw. I pressed a soft tender kiss on the back of his hand, letting my lips linger there for the sake of my selfish self. I took a deep breath, as a waft of his scent plunged into my nostrils, a cool burning sensation spread through my body in the process. The effects Thorn has on me, I'll never tell. I didn't know it until I opened my eyes back up, that I had scoot back an inch, feeling the fabric of his shirt brush my elbow. I wanted to be closer to him, to press myself against him until we were basically one person, to tell him that I wanted him to stay with me, to run away with me. At those desperate thoughts, I found myself turning over onto my other side, facing him, in one quick fluid motion. I met his eyes with mine, noting that his eyes were a light unnatural gray, almost silver. I hope this isn't hurting him. Right then, looking into those demonic eyes that I loved so much, I wanted to tell him how I felt about him. Hell, he probably already got the idea by now; probably already had come to the conclusion that I was just wanting him for lust and that's it. But those weren't my real feelings, not at all. Through the days of him being here, he's shown me what no one has ever shown me before. Not even Lars. He was never that protective of me like Thorn is. Thorn, out of all the people here, has shown me more compassion than anyone I know. I still had a grip on his hands, so I tightened my fingers around his, giving him a hint at what I'm about to say will probably change this whole situation forever, and possibly ruin us. But I had to get it out, or it'll eat at me. "Thorn," I said his name like a prayer, like it would be the only thing that would save me from this now. "I...I...I love you."
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My breath hitched when she pressed a kiss to the back of my hand, but I could feel it scald me all the way down to my core, which shook me. I wanted to move, then. To move closer and turn her around and press my lips against hers. I wanted to kiss her so bad, the pain nearly equalled to when I was starved. As if she read my mind though, she was soon turning around and before I knew or could stop it, was facing me, her eyes burning their emerald green colour into mine. I didn't know what she saw in my eyes, but I hoped to hell I wasn't giving away too much. The silent plea was of no use though, because in he next instant, her very words made my whole body jerk, like I'd just been struck with a spiked whip. It didn't hurt, no, but it still came as a shock to me, and I closed my eyes painfully. I refused to believe it, her words, wanting to think she only wanted me for my body, for my looks. But how could I think that when the very way she looked at me, the very way she touched me, said otherwise? Said the complete opposite? I love you, too. More than anything else in the world. I wanted to say the words, hear them for myself, make them true and real, and show her that I wanted her just as much as she wanted me, even more. But I couldn't. I wouldn't. If I said those words, then there would be no turning back now. She'd be all the more determined to do anything in her power to stay with me. And I would do anything in my power to prevent that. So I just kept silent, kept my eyes closed, and I shook my head at her, not wanting to see her expression as I tore her up again. "Go to sleep, Ray." I choked out.
RayI clenched my teeth so hard, I felt a tooth crack under the pressure. It felt as if the weight of the world was on my shoulders and chest now, making me slump further into the mattress and pillows. I wanted to seriously punch myself then, to chant to myself how stupid and reckless I was for thinking a demon could love me back, and how stupid and reckless it was for me to actually fall in love with one. But I couldn't help the way I felt about Thorn. If anything, his words and demeanor only added more fuel to my flame. Though, his words did hurt me, more than anything ever has. I tried to look past it, because what I said next wasn't really a lie. "I'm telling you this because the Silent Brother that got inside my head, knows that. He'll probably go to the counsel and use it to our disadvantage, so watch out." I had to work the words through clenched teeth and choked tears. Right after I was done, I switched back over onto my other side, the side I had started on, facing away from him. I clutched the pillow I was half laying my head on, and then let the tears flow silently. I couldn't let out a sob, like I wanted to, because I didn't want Thorn to know how much he had hurt me. You're so stupid, Ray. I can't believe you told him you loved him. That had to have been the most ignorant and selfish thing you've done so far in your pathetic life. The voice in my head scolded me painfully, making me squeeze my eyes shut as tears leaked out faster at that. Through the triad in my head, I could make out another voice, just whispering in the back of my mine. Fight for him.
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Well, fuck. The little tidbit she'd just indulged to me about the Silent Brother going to the Counsel to use our feelings against us gave me even more reason to make myself stoic towards her. That thing may know what Ray felt for me, but he would have no chance in hell finding out my feelings. The best way to act, as I could only think of then, was to detach myself as far as I can from Ray tomorrow during my trial. Whatever they would think of using against me, they'd soon find out I won't be willing to play along. It'd hurt Ray ten times over again, but it needed to be done. I'd keep myself distant, detached, and condescending if I could. As Ray turned her back to me once more, I felt another stab through the heart. I was killing her. The faster we get this over with, the faster I would get out of her life, the better she would get. I could tell by the stiff way she held herself and the sudden salty scent that hit the air that she was broken again, crying silently even as she held the sobs back. Her body was trembling, and I wished, not for the first time, that I had a more useful power to take this all away from her. To make her forget me, forget what I'd put her through. Forget her pain. I wondered if the Silent Brother would look through her mind again tomorrow, to tie up loose ends, and I immediately dispatched that thought. No. I wouldn't let that thing come close to her again, wouldn't let it hurt her or torture her for my cause. I'd kill it if I had to, to keep it away from her. With that reassurance in mind, I slid off the bed on my end, silently padded around over to her side and dropped to my knees in front of her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and I opened my mouth, "Ray, whatever you do, don't let them see into your head tomorrow. No. Matter. What." The words could be barely called a whisper, but they were firm. And before I could chicken out, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers.
RayA surprised jolt went through me when I felt his breath on my face as he spoke. Then, a pure shocked wave rocked me when he kissed me. That was the last thing I had been expecting, especially from what he just said a minute ago. I wanted to indulge myself in the kiss, to lean in and take his face between my palms and deepen the kiss. But I wouldn't let that happen, otherwise I'd be hurting myself even more than before, and I couldn't do that. I had come the the conclusion already that I needed to stay far away from Thorn tomorrow for his trial, and obey his command to stay away from the Silent Brothers. Because I was listening to both of the voices in my subconscious, I was going to fight for him and try not to be even stupider than I already am. I needed to make the Counsel believe that Thorn and I have no interest in one another whatsoever, as well. And I was going to start that now. So, I gently placed my hand on Thorn's chest after a pause of shock. Adding slight pressure, I pushed him an inch or so away from me, it killing me in the process. "Please," I whispered brokenly. "I can't take much more." My voice cracked a little at the end, while my fingers gripped the material of his shirt. When I opened my eyes, I felt the burning sensation of the tears turn the whites of my eyes a light pink, red brimming the lids as well. "I'm just tired of these mixed signals." As if I could prove it to him, dark circles had appeared under my eyes over the past couple of days.
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I took in a shuddering breath as I pulled away from her, desperation clear in my eyes as I searched hers. "I never wanted to hurt you." I rasped, my words broken as I struggled to get them out. "I swear to you, Ray. But this can't happen between us. You need to forget about me. And if I were honest with myself, I don't ever want to forget about you." I let my fingers trail down her beautiful face, my eyes memorizing each and every detail, confining them to memory. "But I meant what I said before. You can do better. Being with me will only cause you pain and trouble, and I don't want that for you. You mean too much to me now. So I have to let you go." I needed her to know. Really know how I felt about her. But still I wouldn't say those three little words, those eight letters. The damage would be irreversible then. I could only hope she saw it for herself in my eyes. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, even though I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you. I never will, because you're too good for me." I whispered hoarsely, breathing in deep, taking in her scent once more before I fully closed myself up to her. "You take my breath away, and every time I look at you, I see what I'm not. You hold a piece of me that can never belong to anyone else. Ever again. And you'll always have it" With that, I pushed myself up from the ground and walked over to the door, looking back at her figure one last time, before opening it and heading out, silently shutting the door behind me as I left my heart behind with the woman I loved.
RayI stayed frozen, taking in the words that seemed to be spilling out of Thorn's mouth. Everything he said to me hit even deeper in my heart, making me want to cling to him even more. But all too soon, he got up and headed out of the room, closing the door shut softly behind him. I couldn't move, basically couldn't breathe without making myself take shuddering gasps over choked sobs. Why does things always end up bad for me? Why can't I have something good like Thorn? With thoughts of my own, I clutched my pillow to my chest, and wanting to tear it apart at the same time. I let the tears flow freely now, as semi-loud sobs wept out of my chest. What Thorn didn't know, is that he's the only good thing that has every happened in my life since I had been made a Shadowhunter at the age of twelve. So it's been years. And that good thing just walked out of the door, out of my life. Might as well be for good, because Thorn clearly stated that. He did deserve me, too, and that's what hurt me the most. I deserve him as much as he does me, plus more. Oh, he deserve so much more. He was so good to me, and caring. My chest constricted at the thoughts of him leaving and never coming back to me. I needed him in my life now, I already saw that. And I was going to fight for him with every inch of my being. I wasn't going to let these greedy Shadowhunter take him away from me, and drain him of everything he's got, killing him in the process. I had proof that he's innocent, and I was going to throw it in the Counsel's faces like the scums they actually are.
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I retreated back to my room, my emotions threatening to overtake me for good, shutting the door behind me and locking it for good measure as I strolled up to the window and stared outside at the trees. I needed to get my head in the game now. I'd said what I wanted to say to Ray, I'd said my goodbye. Now I needed to focus. I pushed every thought that had the simplest feeling behind a thick brick wall and shielded it away from the front of my mind. I forgot about Ray, about what she meant to me, about what I felt for her, about whatever she'd said to me that made me feel good about myself. I forgot about all the good things I thought I could be when I was with her. And I brought out all the bitterness, the hatred, letting the cold seep over my heart and freeze it in place. I thought of every single treacherous thing I'd ever done, how it made me, how I was supposed to be that way. A demon through and through. I let it take over my whole being, and I could feel myself standing taller, growing harder as my eyes cooled until all you could strain to see behind my silver eyes was a black emptiness, a shell to block out every other thing that would hit me, emotionally and physically. I had the blood of a demon as it resided in me, and I was going to act that way. I could kill everyone here. As easy as snuffing out the life of a flame. But I'd toy with them first, let them have their fair go before I lashed out on them. They should know better than to contain one of my kind. The only reason they were still alive was because they had something that mattered to me. But that wouldn't be the case any longer. Only a couple of hours left before blood started spilling. My demon growled in satisfaction at the prospect of that, and for once, I didn't hold it back.
((*tries to contain the urge to squeal at such violent intentions*))Ray
I watched my clock that was sitting on the nightstand with such dismay, like it was the one that caused all of my problems. 3:37am. I wanted to chunk it at the wall, to see if time could stop and Thorn and I could be free of this mess. And that I did. I sat up in my bed so fast, I almost got light-headed, and got up and cocked my right leg out so I could build up momentum. Wrenching the clock off the stand, I hurled it with lightning speed at the nearest wall, which was in front of me. On compact, it shattered into pieces, clockwork flying everywhere. The throw made the clock leave a small dent in the wallpaper, and taking away some of the paint. That felt good. Then, I knew I needed to work out, to sweat out my emotions. Whenever I got like this; unstable with anger and so many emotions, I needed to work out and tire myself. So, I walked out of my door, and down the hallway, not even glancing in the direction of Thorn's room, because now, my emotions were so built up it made me almost sick. Practically running, I stopped at the starting point of the corridor, and opened the first door on the left side, it leading to the brightly white-lit gym area. I didn't care who was in the room, but I did notice that Jake was there. Oh. Hell. I ignored his death glare that he sent across the room, and walked over to the treadmill. My iPod was still laying there on the railing of it, untouched. It better have been, at least. I punched the button on the speedometer to make it the highest possible speed the treadmill could go. Once it got going, I started running my heart out, as if Satan were chasing me. My earbuds from my iPod smacked along my chest and biceps as I worked myself. Need to forget.
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I heard a loud thunk like something heavy had hit the wall, but it was vague, and I didn't spend any more time pondering on what it was. I was bored, so after a few more minutes staring out the window, I left my room and headed downstairs to explore. I picked up noises coming from the kitchen and recognized them to be the Shadowhunters'. A sadistic grin on my face, I rounded the corner and strolled into the room like I owned the place, and my demon perked up when I saw one of them was pretty boy. They all looked up and froze at the sight of me, and I met each and every one of their gazes, delivering a silent warning. I moved for the fridge and grabbed a bottle of beer, opening it and swigging it down like I didn't have a care in the world. When I lowered my drink, pretty boy was eyeing me with suspicion. "See something you like?" I purred, knowing it would aggravate him. And fire him up it did, because a lovely scowl blossomed on his face at my words. He didn't say anything though, and I was disappointed. Come now, where's the fun in that?
RayI was working my ass off, which was sweating actually, along with the rest of my body; a nearly thick sheen of it coating my body making it shine. I could feel beads of perspiration build up against my lower back, and in between my shoulder blades, running down my spine every now and then. My emotions where sweating as well, trailing wetness along my skin, as I pushed up on the weight lifter. My muscles stretched and contorted as I pulled back, them burning as they grew. I noticed Jake was staring me a very watchful eye that sort of made me nervous to even glance in his direction. But when I did a second time, I kept his gaze. "What?" I clipped, making my voice sound sharp and angry. I saw his lips turn up into a sadistic grin. "Nothing. Just thinking about, that in the morning, your demon boyfriend will soon be in the hands on the Counsel." I started to reply, to lash at him like no body's business. Which, it kind of wasn't his business. But I stopped short, my mouth poised open, and ready to retort a nasty remark. What stopped me was that he had stood up, and was now heading in my direction. "Don't come near me, you ass." I said, acid dripping heavily in my voice. When he didn't stop advancing, I stood up as well, squaring my shoulders back. He was so close to me, that I could smell his own sweat lingering in with mine. Nasty. He leaned forward, and whispered in my ear, "And he will burn." That was when I cracked my already tightened fist into his jaw, and the one that had the glass shard in it at that. It seemed that he just loved getting hit lately. I didn't mind doing the honors, though. I was gladly happy to do it. The force of my punch sent his scrawny self against the weights that were lined up against the wall, them falling all over him, making loud bangs in the process. I smiled, and stood over him. "You just don't know when to shut your mouth, do you, Jake?" He scowled at me, and spit on my shoes. "Aw, now that wasn't very nice." I said, as if talking to a baby. My blood was boiling, and I was ready to punch through a wall. Adrenaline almost made me high with the need to fight, high with the need to punch Jake through the floor. At that, as he pushed the weights off him, I took the moment to pounce on him, straddling him. I took a big fistful of his lanky hair tightly, and slammed his head into the cement floor. A red splatter formed underneath his head, his blood dripping on my hands as I smashed his head another time. I used my grip on his head to hold him there, and used my other fist to crack and crack and crack against into the opposite side of his jaw. I didn't care if he was clawing at my back, I wasn't stopping until someone stopped me.
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I cocked my head at the sound of a loud thump against the ground, and an eyebrow raised as I surveyed the Shadowhunters in front of me whose hearings weren't as sharp. "Looks like someone's getting a good beat up. About time, I say." I drawled out suddenly, and just those seven words itself sprung them into action as I watched with barely restrained amusement. I knew from the second I stepped in that the girl and their leader weren't in here, which meant that they were probably somewhere about to go at each other's throats. They didn't disappoint. Since it sounded violent and unreserved, I gathered from it that the man was taking most of the hit, because I doubted she'd let anyone treat her that way. Only when the last of them scurried out of the kitchen did I slowly uncurl myself from the counter and took my time heading for the gym, which only two of the buffoons realized the fight would be in there. As I neared the room, the heady scent of sweat and blood mixed together reached my nose, and my demon snarled in approval. As Pretty boy and another girl barreled through the door, their gasps of horror made me chuckle, and I stepped into the room to see just how messy it was. She had him by the headful of hair, and was straddling him on either side, refusing to allow his struggling form to get away. There was blood too, lots of it. And he was already gurgling out red spit, choked screaming escaping from his bloodied face. Pretty boy shot over and tried to pry her off him, yelling at her to stop it, that she was going to kill him. "If she doesn't kill him soon, I will." I let my lazy voice sound out, and the last Shadowhunter shot me a glare, beneath it mixed with a tinge of fear, before she ran over to help. I just folded my arms and leaned back against the brick wall, watching the scene in front of me and denying my demon's urge to shed more blood.
((LOL. ;D))Ray
I heard the door to the gym barrel open, it knocking against the wall. It didn't stop me though, from pounding Jake's head into the cement of the floor. The sight of blood coming out of his mouth and nose made me want to howl in satisfaction. I got in another good punch, sending his head snapping to the right with a crack. Then, I felt hands on my shoulders and arms, trying to pull me back. I heard voices too, but my adrenaline was so high, my hearing was muffled. I looked back to see my captors; Lars and Bailey. Lars was looking at me with a horrified expression. Probably sickened by the sight of his ex-girlfriend beating the shit out of their leader with his blood and my sweat caked on me. And Bailey just looked plain terrified, and she pulled on my arms. In the expanse of me turning my head, Jake had enough energy left in him to send his right fist into my jaw and chin in an upper-cut. It knocked me off of him, making me hit my back on the weights, and my head planted face-first into the treadmill. I felt something hot run out of my nose. Blood. He just broke my nose. Pain so great flared through my entire body, leaving me paralyzed for a moment. Did he just seriously do that? I stayed like that, silence filling the room as Lars and Bailey stepped back, but not far enough to not step in if I went at him again. And that's exactly what I did. "You. Mother. Fucker." I hissed, scrambling to get back on top of Jake and start pounding his face into the floor. But Lars' strong arms wrapped around my waist, hauling me back. "Let me go, dammit!" I yelled, struggling violently, as he carried me out of the door. One thing I didn't notice back in the gym, was the Thorn was standing just outside of the door, watching the fight. I flushed, and immediately fell silent as I stared at him. He saw me like that, in cold blood and sweat. Which, he's probably seen worse, no doubt. But still...I couldn't help the embarrassment and regret that filled my chest, as I looked at him.
I leaned into her touch, my fear for her melting away. "Thank the Gods...For you, Angel, anything." I whispered raggedly and pressed a kiss to her hair. I frowned slightly when tears squeezed out of her eyes and leaned down to kiss them away softly, "What's wrong, Ray? Does it hurt again?" My panic started to rise and I shifted her so that she now leaned wholly against me, my arms around her, supporting and holding her close to me. I wrapped them tighter and lifted her up, one arm under her knee while the other cradled her back, her face turned towards my chest as I cradled her close to me. I'd almost forgotten about her ex by then, and wanted nothing better to do than to finish what I started, but fortunately, I did have something better to do. I stared down at Ray with a mixture of worry and relief...my heart pounding almost as quick as my demon's.