"Where to now, Mistress?"
"I told you to just call me Twyla." I looked over at him with a slight glare. "Samantha's apartment. I left my bag there last night before I went to the park. " Sebastian said nothing as he walked next to me down Michael's street. After breakfast I had decided to leave. When I stayed at a friend's house I didn't like to stay too long. I always felt like I was intruding despite what they said.
"How far is it?" He asked me when we had gone about two blocks.
"It's across town but I walk around all the time."
"You shouldn't be walking around in your current state , mist- er Twyla." I had stopped at the corner and was waiting for the light to change. Sebastian trailed a few steps behind.
"Well how else am I suppose to get there? It's not like I have a car or any money for a taxi." Before I knew what was happening he had picked me up again bridal style and was bounding across the street. "Hey!" I shouted indignantly.
"Which way next?" he asked and ignored my protest. I gave him the directions grudgingly and he began to run just like last night. We were there in less than a minute.
"That's impossible! It usually takes me like an hour to get here! You're amazing!" Then I reminded myself that he was a demon. I looked up into his crimson eyes. 'And an attractive demon at that.' he gently set me down in front if the apartment building and I walked in.
Samantha's door was the first one on the left side. I fished the key out of my pocket and opened the door. Her apartment was small but nice. She lived there alone but our friend Kim visited her almost every day and I stayed there every once in a while.
"Feel free to raid her kitchen. She has plenty of food." I called over my shoulder as I grabbed my bag from her bedroom.
"I do not eat human food. It is tasteless to me and I do not need it to survive. I only feed on souls but I can eat human food if I have to." He stood by the door where I had left him.
"Oh. Can you get high or drunk?" I headed into the kitchen and got a chocolate chip cookie and a mountain dew.
"Not by any human means."
"That sucks. My friends and I party a lot. Looks like you'll be a little left out." I finished my cookie in silence. When I was done chewing the last bite I stood up and headed for the door again. As I reached for the handle my chest exploded with pain. "Ah! Fuck!" I clutched at my broken rib, fighting back tears. It hurt so bad I thought I was going to collapse.
"Twyla!" Sebastian darted forward in alarm and put his arms around me. He picked me up and I whimpered in pain. He carried me into Samantha's room and lay me down on the bed.
"It hurts so bad." I complained, my hands still gripping where it hurt most.
"Let me see." Sebastian carefully pulled up my shirt so he could look at my bottom rib. "It's broken. I was unable to heal it when you first summoned me." He laid his hand gently on my injury and the pain began to ebb. It turned into an icy cold tingling then faded into a normal feeling.
"Wow. Thanks Sebastian! It feels like nothing even happened!" He looked down at me and smiled. 'Damn! Those eyes. That smile. He's attractive yes but that's not what has me feeling like this. It's like I'm drawn to him instinctualy. There's something that makes me want him but something that makes me want to hide from him. Maybe that's just how demons are.'
"As your butler, I have to insist that we stay here for the night. Though I have healed your broken rib your body still needs to recover. You have no home of your own and I will not allow you to sleep on the streets." His face turned serious and I knew it was no use arguing with him.
"Fine. We'll stay here for tonight but tomorrow we get down to some revenge." It was still early in the morning. About 8:00. I sat up carefully in the bed and looked at the radio. "It's too quiet in here. Sebastian, turn the radio on and put this in." I handed him my Black Veil Brides Cd and he put it in as I had asked.
Just as the Cd started playing I remembered that Samantha had left $200 for me. I got up and dug around in her underwear drawer untill I pulled out the crisp bills. "Hey Sebastian, go to Wal-Mart and get some food. Just get anything you think we need and I want the newest Blood on the Dance Floor Cd they have at the mall. I also want you to buy me a gun and a knife."
Without another word I handed him the money and he disappeared. When I heard the front door close I turned up the music and got out my sketch pad. I lost myself in my art and music as I always loved to do. Beneath my pencil the lines spilled elegantly over the page of their own accord. I didn't realize what I was drawing untill it was finished.
On the paper was a man lying in a puddle of blood, his mouth opened in an eternal scream. I stood over him with Sebastian at my side. In my hand was a gun, still pointed at the dead man. There were trees surrounding us and it looked like my favorite park.
I hadn't even thought about what I was drawing. It just happened. I shook off a strange feeling creeping up my spine and closed the sketch pad. Once it was back in my bag I decided to clean a little.
Some of Samantha's dishes sat dirty in the sink. I skipped into the kitchen and began to clean them. I hated doing dishes but it was the least I could do. Samantha and I had been friends since we were in preschool. She had always been there for me and she took care of me now even though I was a homeless bitch without a job.
"Let's get some dishes done!" Then the thought hit me. 'Wait, I don't have to. I can tell Sebastian to do them!' So instead of cleaning Samantha's dishes I decided to take a shower. It would be nice to wash off a little of everything that had recently happened to me.
I turned the water on to cold and went into Samantha's room. Everyone always thought it was weird but I never took hot or even warm showers. I loved cold water.
"I don't owe you anything. You'll only die if dream forgotten. I've got my pride so hear me sing. I'll never let you steal my coffin!" I began to sing along with my Cd as I got undressed. I walked back into the bathroom and froze the instant my foot stepped through the door.
'Somethings not right.' My eyes traveled over the small tiled room. Nothing seemed out of place and I was about to shake off the feeling as paranoia when the shower curtain burst open. Whatever it was hurled itself at me without hesitation. The world around me became a blur as I was shoved against the now closed bathroom door.
In front of me stood a man. He wasn't very tall but he was taller than me. Looking into his purple eyes, I could tell that his intention was to kill me. I could see the blood lust in his eyes. He was calm and collected with a cold expression across his flawless face. Then I noticed his wings. Snow white wings stuck gracefully out of his back. He was an angel.
I stared at him in shock. No thoughts entered my mind. No fear. No thoughts of defense. Nothing. He had no weapon but as we stared at each other the energy began to drain from my body. The next thing that my fading mind registered was a bolt of black flashing in front of me and knocking the angel away. As our eyes were torn apart my energy returned and I gasped for air. I hadn't been breathing.
"Sebastian!" He looked calmly back it me.
"Twyla." Then he turned his head aggressively at my attacker. "You. What are you doing here?" The angel stared up at Sebastian in surprise but said nothing. He had stumbled into the shower but was huddled in the corner where the water did not reach. "Sent here to kill my new Mistress were you?" The angel reached into his white jacket and pulled out a large dagger. "Can't have that now."
"You can't kill me! You can't even hurt me! I'm a divine being!" The angel stood to his full height and looked challengingly at Sebastian who was still taller.
"Not unless my mistress orders me to." He turned and looked expectantly at me. "He is one of the ones who killed your friends. It would seem that he was sent to kill you as well since you were the only one who survived."
At the knowledge I didn't hesitate. "Kill him. But first we need to know who the other two are. Get the information from him. That's an order."
"Yes, Mistress." He put his hand over his heart and smiled that chilling smile. Then his eyes changed from their usual crimson to a shining bright red and his pupils turned to slits. The angels challenge fell and he looked horrified as Sebastian grabbed his jacket and held him off his feet.
"I won't tell you anything! Never! You filthy demon!" The angel writhed in Sebastian's grip and I still slumped against the door in shock. A sudden knock on the front door startled all of us. As Sebastian looked to the door his grip must have loosened because the angel wriggled free and leaped through the window which shattered on contact.
"Damn it." Sebastian was about to chase after him but my cry of pain stopped him. A sudden searing pain shot though my heart and I couldn't hold back my scream. At first I thought it had something to do with the seal but Sebastian looked just as confused as I was.
He bent down next to me to and recoiled in shock when he looked into my eyes. "What?" I managed to ask through clenched teeth.
"Your eyes. They've changed color." He looked at me as if I had just grown horns.
"What are you talking about?"
"They're purple. Like an angels." Another knock on the door cut our conversation short. I tried to get up to answer the door but although the pain was beginning to subside it was still to much. Sebastian grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my still naked body.
He picked me up gently and set me on the living room couch and opened the door. Kim was standing there with a movie in her hands. She took a step back as Sebastian opened the door.
"W-what? Who are you?" She stammered looking at the number on the door to make sure it was the right apartment. "Where's Twyla?"
"I'm here." I piped up before Sebastian could say anything. "let her in." I added quietly so only he could hear. Without a word he opened the door and stepped aside to let my friend in. She hesitated before stepping through the door.
When she saw me on the couch wrapped in a towel she lost control. "Twyla Dawn Williams, who the hell is this and what the fuck is going on?" She demanded. I sighed and patted the couch next to me and she sat down beside me casting a wary glance at the demon as he sat on my other side.
"Alright, Kim. This is... my um my..."
"boyfriend?" She asked.
"No! He's a friend." I trailed off as she looked from me to Sebastian and back again, her expression changing from fear and uncertainty to a slight smile.
"And what are you doing naked on the couch?" Her slight smile turned to a wide one as her mind was left to its self.
"Kimberly! No! I was going to take a shower and my heart started to hurt. I fell down and Sebastian came and helped me back up." I stumbled over the explanation trying to cut out everything that happened in the middle.
She seemed content with the answer as she replied "Well I just thought I'd bring over a movie for us to watch since Sammy's gone and I thought you were here alone."
"What movie is it?" I raised an eyebrow comically.
"All the Paranormal Activities." She smiled and shoved the case at me. She looked so happy and care free. I wish I could be like her sometimes. Her blond curly hair and beautiful hazel eyes. She was everything that I wasn't but I never envied her for it.
'If only you knew my dear friend. I've sold my soul to a demon to avenge what has been done to you.' Pushing the dark thoughts out of my mind for her sake I smiled and grabbed the DVD case.
"Sebastian, put the first one in please and make us some marshmallow popcorn. Kim, you sit here and look pretty for a while. I have to take a shower real quick." Without another word I jumped up and headed into the bathroom.
The water was still running so I threw off my towel and jumped in. There was no glass from the broken window. It was as if nothing had ever happened. I shook my head and washed my body. As I showered I though about the events that had taken place not 10 minutes ago.
The questions whirled through my mind like water down the drain. 'Who was that angel? Why was he after me? How could an angel do something so horrible to my friends? What was up with my eyes changing color? Who the fuck in their right mind put a window right there?'
When I was finally done my mind was still no clearer. I stepped out and turned the water off. 'I hope Sebastian and Kim are alright together out there.' Kim was always nervous around new people.
I quickly got dressed in my black pajama pants and white pajama tank top. I didn't even bother to dry my hair very well as I stepped out of the bathroom felling somewhat refreshed. Kim was sitting on the couch and Sebastian was still in the kitchen. The Tv was still on the menu screen calling for me to press play.
From my place in the hallway I ran and took a flying leap onto the couch next to Kim. She screamed and threw her phone which she was intently fixated on. "Twyla!" I laughed and grabbed the blanket she had wrapped around herself.
"Blanket hog!" I accused as I ripped it from her. She pulled back and stood up with my half. A game of Tug-of War erupted in the living room. Kim was taller than me and maybe a little stronger but I fought back with all my might.
The blanket slipped out of my hands as Kim jerked it in her direction. I squeaked as I began to fall backwards toward the window. Before I could crash through it I felt arms wrap around me and stop the fall.
I turned my head to find Sebastian's crimson eyes staring back at me, a faint smile hidden in them. "You should be more carefull." He crooned
"Thanks Sebastian." He had his arms wrapped around my waist,his chest pressed against my back. He pulled me back to my feet and walked me over to the couch. Kim looked at me, an amused smile playing on her lips and I knew what she was thinking but I didn't say anything.
She threw the blanket at me and plopped down on my right side. "Sebastian." I pointed at the the DVD player for him to press play. After he pressed play he walked into the kitchen and came back out with a huge bowl of marshmallow popcorn and two glasses of milk which he set down on the coffee table. Kim and I looked at each other and then at the huge bowl in starved astonishment. "Popcorn!" We yelled in unison and darted for the bowl.
Sebastian still stood by the couch. I patted the seat next to me on the opposite side of Kim, still shoving a handful of popcorn in my mouth. "Come on. Sit down." He smiled and did as I told him. After the first minute or so Sebastian scooted back into a more comfortable position and I threw part of the blanket at him which he gratefully took. It was fucking freezing in her apartment!
'No matter how many times I watch this movie and no matter how not scary it is I always fucking jump when the scary things pop up.' Just as I thought that a sudden noise on the movie scared me. Kim and I jumped a little and Sebastian just chuckled and gave us a sideways glance.
'Damn it don't do that! Too sexy! I can not be attracted to you!' Kim and I cuddled closer together as we watched the movie, screaming like little girls and clutching each other when we got scared.
We watched all four of the movies and by the time the last one was over the popcorn bowl was long empty and my feet were resting on Sebastian's lap and my head against Kim's shoulder.
"It's almost dinner time." I commented looking at Sebastian as Kim got up t put the movie back in its case. "You want to stay, Kim?"
"No. You're coming with me. We're going to Taco Bell!" She looked like she had been planning this all day.
"Taco Bell? Fuck yeah! I'll go get dressed and meet you there ok." Without waiting for a reply I rushed off into Samantha's room and searched through my bag. Finally I pulled out a white T-shirt and white skinny jeans. Once I was dressed I put on my black studded belt and matching bracelet, black knee high converse and headed to the bathroom to put on some make up.
I walked into the bathroom cautiously, opening the shower curtain before I did anything else. Once I was sure that there were no angels waiting to attack me I opened the drawer below the sink and pulled out Samantha's make up bag and set to work.
Ten minutes later I walked out of the bathroom with thick line of eyeliner and black and silver eyeshadow on and my nails freshly painted black. Sebastian was waiting on the couch for me and stood up as I walked in. The popcorn bowl and milk glasses were gone and the popcorn that had strayed to the floor was picked up.
"Alright! Let's go!" Sebastian opened the door for me "Wait! My jacket." before I could get it Sebastian had already darted back inside and came back a moment later with my black jacket. "Thank you!" I pulled on the jacket as we walked to the main door of the apartment. 'First dinner with my demon butler!'
Sebastian's POV
'She's so much nicer than Ciel was. He rarely ever said thank you and he never sounded this happy.' I couldn't help but admire Twyla. She was strong for a human. I knew she had been through a lot and I was amazed that she could still smile and be so happy. She was so caring toward her friends. As kind as an angel
Then I remembered how her eyes had changed colors in the bathroom. The exact same color as her angel attackers. It perplexed me to think about. I hated mysteries and Twyla was turning out to be quite a difficult one.
'The feeling I get when I'm around her is like no other. It's so strange. I have to figure out what she is or it's going to drive me crazy. I know she must be at least part human because I was able to make the contract with her but could she be something more?'
I was distracted out of my thoughts as we walked through the main entrance to the apartment building. The sun was beginning to set in the distance. We had spent the whole day watching those ridiculous movies.
"Taco Bell is just across the street." Twyla informed me as we waited for a car to go by before we could cross the street.
"As long as you don't have to walk to far." I smirked at her as she zipped her jacket and started across the street.
Inside the Taco Bell it was warm and there weren't many people. Besides us there were only two others who soon left after our arrival. For Twyla's sake I ordered a taco and a Pepsi. I could tell that she didn't want Kim to know I was a demon. Especially the demon who hungered for Twyla's soul.
"So how did you and Twyla meet?" Asked Kim as she sipped her soda. I had anticipated the question all night.
"She was being attacked by some guys in an ally on the way to Michael's and I saw it and fought them off."
"With what?" Kim leaned forward and stared at me.
"With his awesome karate moves!" Twyla interrupted. "Why does it matter? He saved me."
I smiled and chuckled at her. I found her quite amusing. So much unlike Ciel who was always serious. The rest of dinner at Taco Bell went by in a blur of the girls laughing and talking. When Kim finally decided to go home the sun had set and a cloud was drifting over the full moon.
Twyla hugged Kim goodbye outside then we walked side by side back to Samantha's apartment. 'She can't keep staying with her friends like this. She needs a place of her own.' I made a note to myself to get her and apartment tomorrow.
"I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Night, Sebastian." She wandered groggily to the bathroom to wash off her make-up then to the bedroom and I stared after her. There was only one bedroom in the apartment so I would be sleeping on the couch, which was ok with me. It was more comfortable than Michael's couch.
I laid down and let myself drift into a light sleep, keeping one eye open for the angel in case he decided to some back and finish what he started. I wast jolted awake by Twylas scream. I leaped off the couch and rushed into the room. "What's wrong?" I demanded looking around the room in confusion.
Her eyes peeked out at me from under her covers. "Nothing. It was just a bad dream. Sorry I woke you. You can go back to sleep. I'm fine." She mumbled through the blanket. Despite what she said, I could tell she was not fine. Her hands were shaking and her eyes were shining with tears. I sat on the bed next to her and she didn't move.
"What did you dream about?" She pulled her face out of the covers a little and looked at me.
"At first it was a flashback of what happened when I was thirteen then I saw that angels face. It was covered in blood and he was laughing. He was torturing everyone I care about and they were calling out to me for help but I couldn't move." She was still shaking and I felt slightly bad for her.
"You don't need to worry about the angel. He will not harm you or your friends as long as you are my mistress. The star on my hand and the one over her heart glowed slightly as she pulled the covers completely away from her face.
"What did he want? I know he wasn't just here to kill me for the fun of it. Someone sent him. Who? Why?"
"I'm not yet sure who and I don't fully understand why but tomorrow we will find out. I may know someone who can help us." I stood up to go back into the living room.
"Wait." I stopped and turned to look at Twyla. "Will you stay in here?" She was still scared even if she wouldn't say it. She moved over to the side of the bed and I laid down next to her. The bed was large so we could both lay without touching one another. The last thing I remember was Twylas soft breathing before I lt sleep claim me.
Alright, there's the second chapter! It took forever to write but here it is! Interesting? No? Just wait, it gets better I swear! What's ip with the angel? I really don't even know. He just popped into my head and here he is. Twyla's pretty interesting right? What is she? Now that I do know but I'm not telling! Review please? Please!