"You should go" he forced the words out filling out the silence in the room. Saph began to protest but he interrupted her "You've seen what happened to my back. He'll be back soon. Go." He stared at her blue eyes. They glowed a little almost as if she was about to cry. What was with this girl? She barely knew him.

"I can talk to him" She said in a soft voice.

Great. She was also stupid. He contained a scream of frustration knowing that his father could hear, and also knowing it could be interpreted as a sign of weakness by the girl. Judging by the crazy way she thinks she might as well have wanted to stay there even more. She had to understand that he didn't need her, he just had to find out the right way to make her realise that.

"You have your parents right? And judging by your accent and the fact that I've never seen you before you must have moved here recently . They must be looking for you." He hold her face up so she could see the seriousness on his eyes "Go. Home".

She closed her eyes and stepped back. For a moment he thought she was afraid of him, but in that same second she opened her eyes and gave him a fierce look. "Don't think I won't come back. I took care of your back, but your hair is gonna need a lot more than that" she said, kidding.

"Just go" he answered rolling his eyes. It should've been a cold goodbye but he couldn't force himself not to smile back at her.

She climbed the window with no effort and gave him a last look before jumping to the ground and running towards her house.

"Jonathan" He heard his father's voice call out his name and shot a last look at the girl from the window. Their parents opened the door and hugged her. They looked worried. And that was the last glimpse he had of a real family.

"Jonathan Morgenstern" Valentine opened the door "I think you had enough time to rest".

Rest, he said.

"Yes father" He didn't dare contradict him.

"Here" He threw two seraph blades at Jonathan, who quickly caught both of them on air.

They moved on to the living room where the fight started. He hadn't rested, but now his eyes were much more opened. And although his back still hurt he could still feel his skin tingling where she had touched and somehow that gave him more confidence. His father didn't know about her. She was his secret. For the first time in his life he wasn't doing what he was told. A playful smile crossed his lips as he savoured the taste of the first feeling of control that he's had. It was sweet and intoxicating, like a drug. Like her.

He dodged Valentine's attack starting a series of attacks so fast that not even his father could follow him. A blink of an eye later he had both blades on his father's throat.

Jonathan's confident smile spread as he found himself pronouncing Valentine's end-of-fight words "And now you're dead"

Ok, I know this chapter was shot, I'm sorry. I wasn't even going to do this, I was just bored and wanted to give you something :3