Hey everyone! So I just finished going through and re-editing everything. The chapters are longer and I think it sounds better now. Since the chapters are longer, there are fewer of them, but everything's still there. Hope everyone likes it!
Also, to the people who have been asking me...the answer is YES! I WILL be writing a sequel! I don't know when and I probably won't upload it until it's finished, but I will be writing one.
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Prologue – Never Trust A Hot Guy
"AHH!"
I shrieked and jumped up out of my seat as something freezing cold was dumped down my back. I flushed in embarrassment and obeyed when my teacher yelled at me to "sit back down." I could hear Marie, my best friend, cackling from the seat behind me.
"Dammit, Marie!" I growled, spinning around to face her. "What the hell was that for?"
"Oh, come ON! It was funny!" she choked out between laughs. As I shook ice cubes out of my shirt, I muttered obscenities towards her. Don't get me wrong, I loved Marie to death. But sometimes, she could be a real pain in the ass.
"Anyways," she continued, her breathing slowly returning to normal. "We're almost there! Look! There it is; Mount Rushmore!" She pointed out the window and I stifled a gasp. The famous landmark was beautiful! I've traveled around, believe me, have I traveled, and nothing compared to this. That didn't stop me from complaining though.
"Great. Now I'm gonna have to get off the bus with a wet shirt. Thanks a lot," I huffed, crossing my arms.
She smiled sweetly and put on her most innocent expression. "You're welcome!"
"Alright class! Listen up!" Mr. Williams, our 12th grade geography teacher, was standing up at the front of the bus. Marie and I simultaneously rolled our eyes as he droned on and on about "school rules" and "buddy systems." Honestly. How old did he think we were? Ten?
We got off the bus and Marie and I both ran for the monument. Sighing, I turned to her. "Isn't it great?" I asked.
Marie rolled her eyes at me. "I guess. Seriously, you are such a geography geek!" She laughed as I elbowed her playfully. Glancing over my shoulder, she gasped. "Hot guy, 12 o'clock!"
When we turned to face him, my jaw threatened to drop. He couldn't have been much older than us, maybe 20? God, was he ever gorgeous! Very dark hair and, Lord, help me, green eyes. He was well built, but didn't look like he did weights. The muscle was all natural. I tried not to swoon at the sight.
"Hello, ladies," he said. Oh God, even his voice was sexy! "I'm Travis, I work here. You're with the high school?"
It took us a minute to recover, but when I finally got my voice back, I managed to squeak a small "yes." I almost killed myself. "Yes"? What was I thinking?
"Well, girls, might I just say that you look divine." Marie and I both flushed in pleasure at the complement. Travis turned and looked at me. "But honestly. Did you think you could hide from us forever?"
Wait. What?
Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no, no!
No, this could not be happening. Not now! I finally had a life! I'd gotten away from it! He couldn't know. He just...he couldn't!
"What's he talking about?" Marie's alarmed whisper reminded me of her presence. Crap. I had to get her out of here.
"Marie, go back to the bus," I ordered.
"But..." she protested, her eyes wild.
"Go!" This wasn't safe for her. I couldn't the person I cared most about get hurt…not again.
But Marie didn't move. Why couldn't she have just listened to me?
Travis tipped his head slightly to the left. "She doesn't know?" he asked with a chuckle. "Little Marie doesn't know your secret?"
"What secret?" she cried.
"You keep her out of this!" This was bad. This was very, very bad. No one could find out about me! "I don't know who you think you are, but you don't know anything. If you don't leave us alone, I'll call the cops!"
'Please work! Please work! Please work!' I silently begged. I couldn't exactly show Marie who I was. I hoped that a human threat would work, just this once.
'Shit.'
Travis called my bluff. He smiled smugly. "You really think some puny human police officers will stop me?"
Marie screamed as Travis' eyes turned black.
'Double-shit.'
He beckoned for me to go to him. "Come with me now, sweetheart, and no one will get hurt. Your daddy misses you." I shuddered as the demon started to laugh. Ugh, why did demons always have to be so creepy?
"Marie, run!" I begged. "I mean it! I can't explain, but just let me handle this!"
I watched as Marie turned her head towards me, her eyes completely black. "Marie isn't here right now, can I take a message?" she smiled.
Feeling my heart break for the umpteenth time, I whispered, "I am so sorry, Marie."
I didn't need to keep up my charade any longer. Grimacing, I placed my hands on her forehead and concentrated hard, trying to block out the sound of her screams as I used my powers to kill the demon possessing her—unfortunately killing her in the process.
As her lifeless body slumped to the ground, I marched up to Travis and grabbed him roughly by the collar. Now I was pissed. "Listen up and listen well you piece of shit!" I spat. "The fact that he's my father does not make me evil! Now you go running back to your boss and you give him a message from me." My eyes flashed in fury and Travis flinched back. "Tell him that I'm coming for him. Tell him that I will find him, and I will kill him." I pointed to Marie's body. "Too many people I love have died now and I will not stand for it. Now go."
He only stood, frozen in fear. I may be little, but piss me off and there's hell to pay, sometimes literally.
"Go!"
He disappeared into thin air.
I walked back over to Marie's body and sat down beside it. This had happened too many times now. I always tried to run and people always died. Holding back tears, I spoke to the air. "Daddy, you'd better run. I'm not hiding anymore. One of us is going to die soon, and it won't be me."
Standing, I let my wings—invisible to the human eye—envelop me and my search began.
