Whathafuk?

Why am I tired suddenly?

I'll update: It's 1 something in the morning, the girls are fast asleep, and A.E.D and I are watching some late night monster movie.

What fun...

I yawned for the hundredth time tonight. I really wanted to lean on something and go to sleep, but the only thing to lean on is .D, so no thank you.

I flopped over to the other side, head on the arm of the couch and my feet resting on .D's lap.

"Um, hi?" he replied.

"I'm tired don't bother me," I thunked my head against the couch.

The hot blonde girl just got eaten, alive.

"You know," I started, "Every movie just HAS to have a crappy blonde girl in it, don't they?"

"I agree; I hope each and every one of them get eaten or killed in some way. Now get your feet off me."

"It's either the feet or the head," I replied with an Izm smile (definition: a mischievous smile that would piss off the person the user is talking to).

He looked at my hair brush over my eyes. "I would rather have the head."

I leaned upwards. "Oh really?"

He stuck out his tongue.

"Whatever." I switched positions and flopped my head on his lap. "I'm too tired to fight."

To my surprise, he stroked my hair a bit. Almost like we were really... together or something...

I sighed and closed my eyes.

JUST FRIENDS!

"Can you keep a secret?" I asked him.

"Shoot," he said.

I flicked some hair out of my face. "Something's wrong with me... Like something in my head, it's messing with me."

"Like what?" Wow, I've never heard that A.E.D could actually understand. And he's not faking it; this is real understanding. I'm a hybrid, I know.

I inhaled deeply. "... Like a nightmare."

I could just sense that his eyes perked with interest. "Is... Is it haunting you?"

"It's like an angel on one shoulder, and a devil on the other. But there's something in my mind... And it's trying to kill me from the inside of my mind."

He brushed some of my hair from my face.

"And she said her name was Bloodlust." I said that dramatically, just to heighten the Mary-Sue-ness. LOL.

"She?" he asked me, "How do you know this?"

"I'm going to sound like an idiot," I warned, "... But she talked to me in a dream, telling me that as soon as I hurt myself, like, fatally, she's going to kill me. When she kills my soft side, she'll take over my body, taking everything in my life: friends, family, Aaron, Calli, Izm." I stressed the 'Izm' a little. "And this isn't a bad dream," I explained a little quicker, "These weird dreams happen repeatedly, every night. She's a demon."

.D slowly exhaled. "Some demons can be identified by appearance; what does she look like, if you saw her?"

"She looks exactly like NightTiger, but her ears are shredded and her eyes glow bloody red." I'm freaked out now, and the movie ain't helpin' me feel better.

"Looks like you, but little modifications?" he spoke to himself, "Dare, you have the rare case of a spirit that will stop at nothing to eliminate you. Your bad side is taking over; you probably pushed away, hoping you'd never see it again. But something triggered it... Was it that fight with Caleb?"

When did .D start learning about nightmares? "I never felt anything before the-" I stopped myself, suddenly realizing, "The fight at the cafeteria! Yes! That's when I first felt her presence."

.D chewed his lip. "Bloodlust was brought back by that tussle. You're probably not going to get rid of it anytime soon. But demons like Bloodlust are triggered if there's love in the picture... Dare?"

I looked down, tears barely welling in my eyes. "Not Izm," I pleaded to myself, "I love him; I never want him to get hurt... He's everything I want, I need."

A.E.D touched my shoulder. "You can get rid of it."

My eyes perked. "How?"

"If you do ever get badly injured, you can attempt to kill it before... You know-"

"I know." I have Evanescence songs stuck in my head now. "But until then, am I just going to have to live with it! And how the hell do you know about this stuff?"

He paused for a longer time than usual. "Izm used to have the same thing."

I exchanged a shocked look at him. "My Izm...? How?"

"He never told you his history, did he?"

I glanced at the ground again. My eyes widened with even more shock. "I came this close to getting to know him," I almost started crying. "It wasn't good, was it?"

"It wasn't." Although I could still sense that A.E.D had a strange respect for Izm because he said this: "I'll let him tell you himself; I'm no part of this. But as a warning, don't baby him."

'Does this face look like it could 'baby' anybody?" My expression changed from sadness to more of a pissed off face.

"Well, he ended up with a demon that was a lot like how you're describing yours. He got rid of it, but I'm sure he keeps it in the back of his mind still."

Someone on the TV started shooting a few zombies and/or blob monsters.

"So you're like Mr. Perfect?" I was a little pissed off for real at Izm not telling me anything about him, so I was unwittingly aiming at .D.

"No one's perfect, Delilah," he responded, "Many people can have the same feelings..."

I have no idea what he meant by that. I think it means something, but...

I sat up on the couch, next to him. I was a little playful out of nowhere. "You know, you think you're so proud and high-authority, but you're a little sweetheart puppy on the inside, ya hear me?" I teased. I softly punched his shoulder. Did I ever mention how much I love it when boys love me like puppies? I'm a total sucker for that.

He smiled back a little.

"But what the hell do you use on your hair man?" I couldn't help but ask what he does to get those long fang bangs.

"No dye. No gel. Totally natural. I've said that to millions of people already."

"Wow, and you're NOT lying!" I was kinda brushed back by that. "Honestly, you're actually A LOT like my brother; it's a compliment."

"OK, thanks."

I heard a click from the front door. Yay, Aunt Sandy's finally back. Now I can sleep *snore*

"Hey guys!" she greeted us.

I kissed A.E.D.'s cheek, hoping she'd buy it.

"Aww, you two are so cute together!" she replied.

.D blushed, like, a lot.

I smiled, hoping he'd get that I didn't mean it.

I DID NOT MEAN IT DAMMIT!

"The girls are in bed," I said, getting up from the couch holding .D's hand.

"And thank you so much for coming on such short notice," she gave both of us $30. "I would have been lost without your mom's phone number! And it was nice of you to bring your friend to help you."

"Thank you for having us here; we should be going."

"Ah yes, taxi's waiting for you guys."

"Bye Aunt Sandy!" I called as I yanked .D out the door with me.

"Dare," he said, rubbing his face, "You kissed me."

"I know that," I replied, "But I didn't mean it, no offense."

"None taken."

We sat next to each other in the cab's backseat. "Hedone High School, I'll pay you, Carl, and I can walk back home by myself."

"Your aunt already paid me for the way back," he said.

"That was nice of her," I said to myself. "OK then, just to Hedone."

Carl started driving. "Are you sure?" .D questioned, "One in the morning-"

If I let him go on, he would have started about all those stupid rapists and murderers and blah blah blah.

"I have the tiger within me, .D, remember?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah, sorry,"

"No sweat,"