"NO!"
"And why shouldn't I? What makes you think I will forgive you. What makes you think I shouldn't just end your sorry life right now. Do you have any idea what you have done to him? Do you have any clue what you have caused to happen?!"
"It wasn't me!"
"Sure. Say goodnight, Demon."
"Number 14!"
"...What?"
"I have no name. No home, no parents that I know of. I am the last of...of him. I was the last, and the first. 14."
"Lies."
"No! Give me the change to prove it! Give me the chance to show you! I beg of you! I don't wish to die! I didn't do it! Look!"
"That wont save you. I am not as trusting as most people. you were the reason we were torn, and you will be the reason I can finally die in piece!"
"Please..."
She heard the door creek open, followed by a stream of mutters and curses. She pushed herself into a sitting position, watching the black haired man kick off his boots and shift the weight of a bag. Seeing her, Rif stopped his language and glared.
"Blade I hope your happy." He shrugged off his jacket, leaving it to be a welcome mat. "You realize I had to practically threaten the shop keeper to stay open an extra 5 minutes while I got your god damned f-"
"I appreciate it Rif." She said, cutting him off. his eyes widened for a moment in shock, as she pushed herself from the worn couch and took the bag. Shaking his head to "wake up" he glared at her retreating back.
"You better sweet heart, cause I am not doing it ever again."
"Sure kid, sure." The woman called from the kitchen, pulling bread and cheese from the bag. "Do you want me to write out a thank you in blood or something? I said I appreciate it, that should be enough for you."
Rif was suddenly in the doorway, leaning against the empty frame. "Sorry babe, its not."
"What have I told you about the pet names?"
""If you call me one more of those friggen dumb ass names, I swear I am going to run you through with Glory."" Rif recited in a mocking tone, bobbing his head from left to right as he talked. He looked over at Blade. The woman was glaring at him in bitter distaste.
"What did I ever do to deserve this?"
"Your the one who spared my life. You could have chopped me up and stuck me into a blender. I know that was your desire."
Blade sighed, pulling out some pre-sliced ham. "I should have."
"Jee, I feel so loved." Rif muttered, going over and taking the ham from the woman. He snatched it away from him, taking a can of soda and the cheese with her. Rif watched as she left the room, glaring. "Hey! I'm hungry to doll!"
Suddenly he had to duck to keep his head. The can of soda had seemed to come flying out of no where.