⌠Bang. You▓re dead.■
Charity jumped in surprise on the couch as she quickly turned around to see Edward smiling down at her. ⌠ASSHOLE!■ she pouted, crossing her arms.
Edward chuckled lightly, moving his way around the couch and sitting next to her. ⌠Oh I know.■ he said, teasing her a bit.
Charity▓s expression changed to that of disgust. ⌠You▓re so annoying.■ she spat.
Edward shrugged. ⌠Oh well.■ he said. ⌠Can▓t impress everyone, right?■
Damn him.
⌠Any trouble lately?■ He asked, his blue eyes staring at her intently.
Charity shook her head. ⌠Nothing lately. I mean I get looks from lycanthropes┘ As if they▓re tailing me. But I try to make it home before dark so the vampires don▓t see me out and about. Still don▓t know what▓s so special about me┘■
Edward leaned back on the couch, scratching his head slightly. ⌠Well I talked to Anita about it┘ Gave me one of her zombie queen theories┘ She thinks that because the vampires believe you channel some sort of fire element┘ They can use you as a weapon against these rotting vampires that are plotting against the Master of the City.■
Charity stared at Edward and tried her best not to burst out into laughter. ⌠That┘ is the most RIDICULOUS thing I have ever heard.■ she said, giggling.
Edward gave her a wary glance. ⌠Just because you don▓t believe it. Doesn▓t mean it isn▓t true. Hell┘ People didn▓t believe in vampires and look at the blood suckers now┘■ he stated.
True, very true. Asshole.
Charity shot him an annoyed glare, causing Edward to sigh.
⌠I▓m just saying┘■ he said, putting his hands up in defense.
Charity crossed her arms. ⌠What ever.■
Edward removed his dark sunglasses. ⌠She did say that there▓s one lycanthrope in particular that▓s interested in your channeling.■ he said.
Charity turned to him, confused. ⌠I don▓t channel anything! Edward┘ I don▓t believe in all the ridiculous bull.■ she said, sighing.
Edward▓s eyes lowered. ⌠Remember when we were kids?■
Charity gave him an odd look, but nodded anyway.
⌠Remember the fire that started where we used to live in the apartment complex?■ he murmured. Another nod. ⌠And everyone had escaped but you┘ I ran back in there and pulled you out. You were passed out from smoke inhalation - or so I thought.■ he said.
Charity stared at him. ⌠What are you talking about?■
⌠The fire started in your family▓s apartment.■ he explained. ⌠You should▓ve died in that fire, Char┘ But there was no sign of fire around you - as if something was around you, keeping you from getting burned.■
Charity stared at him. ⌠How come you never told me this?!■ she shouted.
Edward scratched the back of his head. ⌠We were teenagers back then┘ People would▓ve thought I was crazy - you especially.■ he said.
⌠Just for the record, I already think you▓re crazy.■ she stated.
Edward smiled.
⌠And when the paramedics came along and were trying to wake you up┘ They checked your eyes┘ They had turned this reddish orange color, like fire.■ he added. ⌠I▓ve never seen it since, but I know I saw it. The paramedics too.■
Charity chewed on her lower lip. ⌠Dammit. I▓ve tried so hard not to get involved in all this supernatural crap┘■ she whispered, running her fingers through her hair. She glanced at Edward. ⌠Do you think┘ If I really do channel this┘ eh. Fire element┘ That I accidentally started the fire?■ she asked.
Edward looked away. ⌠If you really do channel this fire element┘ Yes.■
Charity closed her eyes, trying to recall that night. She barely remembered the fire even starting - just waking up in the ambulance with the paramedics.
⌠Charity?■
Her eyes opened once again as she turned to face Edward. ⌠Yeah?■
⌠Watch out for a lycanthrope named Jason.■
Charity titled her head. ⌠Uhm. Why?■
He smiled. ⌠He▓s the one most interested in you.■
⌠Well then he▓ll get a chest full of silver bullets.■ she grumbled.
Edward laughed lightly. ⌠Apparently he has a phobia of rotting vampires. And the only way to kill them - is with fire. Exactly what you channel. A fire element.■
Charity sighed loudly as she stood up from the couch. ⌠This is stupid.■ she complained, going into the kitchen to get something to drink. She grabbed a Propel water bottle that had been in her refrigerator. ⌠Want anything?■ she asked him.
Edward shook his head. ⌠Nah.■
Charity shrugged, coming back out to the living room. ⌠How▓s the lovely Donna?■ Charity asked, with a sour tone. ⌠She still claiming that I▓m a whore to the world?■
Edward grimaced slightly. ⌠She▓s great. And no. She stopped that after I talked to her.■ he said, quickly. ⌠I don▓t know what you two don▓t like about each other┘■
Charity closed her eyes. ⌠She claimed I slept with you┘■
Edward scratched his head. ⌠Riiight. Forgot about that little argument.■ he replied.
⌠Enlighten me as to why you▓re planning to MARRY her?!■
Edward smiled nervously. ⌠I guess you can call it love.■
⌠Yeah she doesn▓t even know who you really are.■
⌠Charity.■ Edward said, sternly.
⌠What?■
⌠Stop that.■
Charity laid her head back on the couch. ⌠Fine what ever.■
⌠You▓re invited to the wedding, you know.■
She grimaced almost instantly. ⌠Woo hoo.■ she said, flatly.
Edward sighed. ⌠You▓re one of the few real friends I have. You HAVE to go.■ he said.
Charity smirked slightly. ⌠Can I throw the whole bag of rice at her big head?■
⌠Charity!■
She pouted. ⌠Whaaat?■
Edward rolled his eyes. ⌠Never mind.■ he said, glancing at the time. ⌠I▓ve got to go.■ he said. ⌠I▓ll check on you later.■ he said.
⌠Make sure you don▓t choke to death on Donna▓s leash.■
⌠Cute.■ He said, leaving.
⌠Dumbass!■ she called out after him.
The door clicked shut.
Charity sighed, getting up to check and see if it was locked. ⌠Alright┘ Shower time.■ she said, smiling to herself as she walked into the bathroom. She pulled out two towels from her towel rack, one for her body and the smaller on for her hair. She turned on the hot water and shut the door before getting undressed. The steam from the hot water in the shower started to fog the mirrors as she stepped inside the shower, drenching her hair first.
The shower was probably the only place Charity could be alone, relaxed, and able to think with a clear mind. She closed her eyes as the relaxing water flowed over her naked body. Why did she hate Donna so much? Charity sighed, knowing that reason better than she knew herself.
Pure jealousy.
How was it that Donna got Edward to herself, and didn▓t even KNOW him.
Not like Charity did anyway.
It wasn▓t fair.
Charity banged her head against the shower wall. ⌠I have to be happy for him. I▓m one of his only real friends.■ she said to herself, shampooing her hair now.
Onto the next worry of her life┘
Charity rinsed out the shampoo in her hair, watching the suds disappear down the drain. She then put her conditioner into her hair. She sighed, trying to figure out just HOW she could be this little ⌠fire bug■ that Edward thought she was. It didn▓t make sense┘
⌠No┘ I don▓t believe in that sort of nonsense.■ Charity said, quickly, working in the conditioner. But, she sighed. ⌠But when has Edward ever really been wrong┘■
The answer: Never.
At least in her experience with him.
⌠Damn him.■ she complained as she started to rinse out the conditioner from her hair. ⌠He▓s so stu-■ Charity silenced herself, upon hearing a strange noise coming from outside the bathroom door. Was someone in her apartment? But, she had check and locked the door┘ She tilted her head, thinking maybe Edward was back - he could always break in, the loser.
Charity quickly finished rinsing her hair out and turned the soothing water off. She grabbed her body towel, wrapping it around her body. She started to dry her hair as she opened the door to the bathroom, looking around for Edward.
⌠Edward?■ she called out.
No answer.
⌠Edward dammit! Stop playing games!■ she complained, looking around and shivering slightly from the change in temperature to her body.
⌠Please don▓t scream. I▓m not here to hurt you┘■
Charity froze, hearing the male▓s voice that didn▓t belong to Edward. She slowly turned to come face-to-face with a blonde haired, young man. His face glowed slightly red, probably from seeing her in nothing more than a towel.
⌠W-who are you!? What are you doing in my apartment!?■ she gapped, back away, trying to get to the silver dagger that was hidden in her jacket.
The blonde put his hands up in defense. ⌠I-I▓m not going to hurt you. I promise!■ he said, quickly. ⌠I▓m Jason. I was sent here by the Master of the City┘■
Charity▓s eyes widened, recalling that name from Edward. She quickly got a hold of the dagger that he had given her - just for such an occasion.
Jason▓s blue eyes widened. ⌠Please. Just listen. He wishes to meet with you┘ about┘ your. Ability.■
Charity twitched slightly. ⌠I have no ability! I have no idea what you freaks are talking about!!■
Jason frowned. ⌠I▓m not going to hurt you. I swear.■
Charity stared at him for a moment. She lowered the dagger, but still clutched onto it. She sat down on one of her chairs, clutching onto her towel as well as her breasts started to┘ bust out slightly.
⌠Forgive me for intruding.■ Jason said, quietly, trying hard not to look at her breasts.
⌠What ever.■ She grumbled, rolling her eyes.
⌠Master wishes to meet with you tomorrow night. Anita will accompany you. You do know Anita Blake, right?■
Charity frowned a bit. ⌠She▓s the zombie queen. I know all about her.■ she replied, recalling how Edward wished to fight her in the near future. She looked up at Jason, staring into his eyes, which strangely reminded her of Edward▓s eyes. Charity forced herself to look away as a few bad thoughts crossed her mind.
Like Donna being slaughtered.
Yeah. Charity had jealousy issues.
Jason scratched his nose nervously. ⌠So can I tell him you▓ll come?■ he asked.
Charity rolled her eyes, sighing loudly. ⌠Fiiiine.■ she whined.
Jason nodded. ⌠I▓m really sorry for┘ bothering you while you were in the shower.■ he said, blushing lightly.
⌠What ever.■ Charity said, rubbing her temples. ⌠I▓ll be there┘■
⌠Circus of the Damned at seven o▓clock.■
⌠Night?■
Jason gave her an odd look. ⌠Of course.■
⌠Alright.■
⌠I▓ll see you then┘■ Jason said, heading out of the apartment.
⌠Right fur face.■ Charity grimaced.