I told you that it would take some time in between chapters didn't I? Anyway Enjoy.

Disclaimer. Do I need to say it if I just put the disclaimer?

*Stevie Rae's POV*

~One Weeks Later~

It's been at least a week since I've last seen Rephiam, or even heard of any of the Raven Mocker's. Which should be good right? That means that I have no more distraction right? So why did he still invade my every thought?

School has been alright. It was challenging for a lot of parts, but other than that it was pretty easy. Almost like high school except with way more advanced stuff to learn about. (A/N: I'm still in hi skool and I'm only going by what I know so little about collage life.)

And my new job was really helpful to keep me focused, and it was pretty fun for the most part, and my boss was super nice, and of course it paid really good. Boy that was a lot of "ands". Oh well. I started working at the book store Monday after my first classes at my first day on collage. It was pretty weird to see what certain people was willing to read or buy to someone else who read it. But after the second day I trained myself to not be so surprised. Besides this was New York, some weird-o's were bound to pop up somewhere.

You'd think that my job would keep my thoughts from drifting back to him but no. They still went there. Wondering where he was. How he was doing. How that bullet shot was healing. Was it infected?

"Hey? Hello?" A voice called out to grab me out of my thoughts.

"Oh sorry. You ready to check out?" I asked.

"Hey you're that Tulsa girl. Stevie Rae right? Your roommate is Zoey right?" The young woman said. She did look familiar, but I couldn't place. It wasn't like I wouldn't forget a person like her. She had black/brown hair that was tied in a messy pony tail, and was wearing a leather jacket with what looked like a green and purple corset underneath with black, ripped jeans with chains keeping them together. She had an out of place, blood red, smile on her pale face.

"It's me. Sara! You know the girl you ran into when you first got here. I live a couple of doors down. Room 777. Remember?" She said.

'Now I remember you. You're the only person I had the bad feeling about ever since I got here.' My mind said, inwardly cringing.

"Oh, yeah. So are you ready to check out your books?" I asked again in the most polite manner I could muster feeling uncomfortable being around her.

"Huh? Oh yeah. But I got quite a lot." She said with an odd colored blush staining her cheeks as she handed me her books.

She was right, there was a lot of books she had to buy. How could she afford all of this?

"I know it's a lot but I can afford it. You wouldn't believe how much money I make a month." She said, as if she could read my thoughts.

"Hey as long as you can pay for it." I said faking a smile and laugh. Seriously, this girl gave me the creeps. There's just something unnatural about her.

I rang up the books she wanted to purchase, and I had to try to ignore why this girl would be wanting these kinds of books. There were a couple of comic books with gorey covers, Some with Spider-Man fighting Carnage, others with a serial killer on it strapped up to one of his one torture devise, several zombie survival books, and one book that showed how to make art through syringes.

"Uh, interesting taste in literature." Was all I could muster.

"Yeah, I know, it's pretty creepy seeing these kinds of books titles and such. But there's no need to be worried. I'm not dangerous." She said with a big toothy grin.

"Right well all of this comes up to $67.84" I informed her.

"Oh cool. That's twenty bucks then what I thought it would be." She said, pulling out her wallet and handing me cash. I rang up her change and gave it to her.

"Thanks Stevie. You mind if I call you that? Anyway, thanks again. See 'round." She said, not giving me time to answer. She started to leave, and I felt myself breathing in out of relief and, disappointment? Why was that?

'Because she may give you a bad feeling, but she kept your thoughts from going back to him.' My traitorous mind said. And deep down I knew it was the truth.

But before Sara left the store completely, she stopped at the entrance like she forgot something, then turned around and headed back towards me.

"Almost forgot." She said as she inched closer to the counter, getting uncomfortably closer to my personal bubble.

"You need to stop denying yourself Stevie Rae. You like him. I know you do. And besides, if you have to keep yourself in your own denial cage, that alone should be your truth. A lie is a terrible thing. Lying to yourself is even worse." She said, in the most serious tone I have ever heard from her. It made my throat go dry in a nano second.

"See ya!" She exclaimed then left for good this time.

Her words left me confused, cotton mouthed, scared, and, most confusing of all, relieved.

'She knows. She totally knows about Rephiam.' My mind screamed at me.

'But that's impossible. No one knows about him. And she said that I liked him. That's not right. I'm just… concerned about him. I mean the last time I saw him he was escaping death. I just don't want someone dead when I did all I could to help.' My mind rationally denied.

'So is that why her words had such a big effect on you? Is that why he always invades your thoughts?' The real rational part of my brain said.

I didn't know how that girl knew what she knew, and I didn't want to know, but did she have a point? What if I did like Rephiam, and I was, as she said, kept myself in denial?

"I guess only time can tell." I muttered to myself. Then went back to work.

*Rephiam's POV*

What on Earth am I doing? It's been at least a week now since me and Stevie Rae have departed, after she healed me, and yet I'm still following her like I feel like I have to watch out for her. But why? We may haven't said it out loud, or officially, but we both knew that it would be best for each other to stay away. An unspoken forewarning between us. So why was I still following her?

I knew the answer, but I'd be damned if I ever admit it to even myself. The truth was that I had no real reason to keep following her. I just felt the need to. The need to see her. Thankfully none of my brothers were growing suspicious.

'Unless you count Nisroc. And unless he's already told Balik of his suspicion, and they're just keeping quite till they have proof.' The thought skittered across my mind. And for a brief moment, I felt a ping of panic until the truth cleared it away.

True when I first left and came back late Nisroc had his suspicion, but I started planning out my, uh, "trips". So that when I left no one was aware, and I wouldn't be gone long, so when I came back I wouldn't be missed long.

And even if Nisroc still kept his suspicions, I doubted the person he would tell would be Balik. They may have been twins, but they were only close when they were children. Their connection ended the day they turned 12. If I remember correctly, that was when Balik's anger started growing over the limit, and Nisroc's darkness started to overwhelm him.

I sighed a heavy sigh. Out of all the brothers I have, it was those two that caused the most trouble. The other's may have caused their fair share of… "unforgivable" acts under HIS rule, but it was those two that were the worst.

Was that why I found myself being drawn to this young female? Because after a lifetime of nothing but darkness, and evil I was finally craving something pure and good? Maybe. Just maybe. It made the most sense to me.

Even when I was a mere child I knew that the acts my "father" ordered me to carry out where wrong and evil, but still I did them. And before, I hadn't cared.

Wait… Before? Then when did I start to care?

'When you met her.' My traitor of a mind explained.

I sighed again and looked through the window to the shop she was working at. She looked purely happy, innocent, and light. Like an angel.

I found myself yearning to enter the store just to hear her sweet, twanged, voice. But I knew it as foolish to do so. It was getting late and I had to leave soon.

After stealing one more glance at her sweet, light face, and her blinding, innocent smile. I turned away and left.

It was foolish to want someone such as her in my life. I doubted if she even remembered me. But that didn't keep me from hoping, for the first time in my life, hoping. It also didn't keep her from my thoughts.

Sometimes I would even wonder how I would make it back to the club in one piece if my mind wasn't on the road.

After I arrived back at the, house, I guess one would call it. I snuck back into my room. It was pretty easy. Lately things have been boring. I was willing to go out, if anyone else wanted to go. But so far none of my brothers wanted to leave. Which I thought was odd, but I didn't question them.

So I just laid on my bed hoping that today would pass so tomorrow would come. But was it because of boredom or because I wanted to see her again.

I suspected the later.

You are free to take open shots at me for not putting these two together again. I need to build up to when they meet again. Oh and remember Sara from the 6th chapter? Yes she is gonna be a part of this story line, and yeah, she TOTALLY knows. But don't worry she's a good guy, just f***ed up. Like me. Hehehe. Also.. Hehehe… okay, so as I was typing this I was listening to the Hollywood Undead sation on Pandora, and this song called Bullet came on and I seriously recommend people to listen to it. It's the most uplifting song about killing yourself ever…. That didn't sound right.