Mitchy was trying to experiment with his make up. Normally, he was perfect at his eyeliner, but for some reason, he couldn't get them to match. With another grunt of frustration. He threw down hid eyeliner and scrubbed his eyes with a fresh wipe. He'd used at least 7 by now. He was determined to get this right.
"Knock knock." Someone said as they knocked on the door.
"What?" Mitchy answered, still irritated.
"Everything okay?" Mitchy recognized that voice as his own.
With a sigh he dropped his arms and turned around to open the door. "What do you want?" Mitchy gripped.
"It just sounded like you were struggling." Mitch said. "Anything I can help with?" He asked after seeing the red skin that was around the demigods eyes.
"No." Mitchy said, looking his double up and down.
"Are you sure?" Mitch asked, then pointed to Mitchy's eyes. "Looks like your eye make up doesn't wanna work today."
"It hasn't worked any other day. I don't know why I thought it would work this time."
"Now, it sounds like your not used to it not working."
"Is there a reason you're here?" Mitchy rolled his eyes, then crossed his arms. "Like, why did you come knock on my door?"
"Because I heard you yelling, and from my experiance, when some one is yelling in the bathroom, it doesnt end well. I have bad experiences with bathrooms in general, so I got worried."
"Well, you don't need to worry about me."
"Oh, really? Is that why your hand is on fire?" Mitch asked casually.
The demigod quickly shook his hand to get the flame to go away. "Leave me alone." He glared.
Mitch chuckled. "Alright, fine. But before I do, I'm gonna tell you something."
Mitchy rolled his eyes. "Okay?" He asked, bored.
"I saw the way you were looking at Scott yesterday. My Scott. Not yours, mine. I also heard that you were flirting with him."
"Okay, that was-." He was cut off when Mitch flicked him in the nose.
"Stay away from my husband." Mitch said with a glare before he walked off.
Mitchy rubbed his nose. "Bitch." He dragged out as he looked at his reflection. The tip of his nose was red.
He glared at the reflection, then stormed out of the bathroom. "Seriously?!" He yelled at the Omega.
Mitch stopped and turned around. "What? You think its unreasonable for me to want you to stay away from him?"
"This whole thing is unreasonable! You guys showing up, the whole thing with Matt that I wish I could forget, Kirstie getting pregnant and Scott getting pregnant and the fact that my own daughter is supposed to save the world! I havent had a chance to breath because shit keeps happening. And I've barely processed what happened when I woke up Scott, and then you show up out of nowhere. I mean, fuck. Let me catch my breath."
"Is that it? Or is there more?"
Mitchy sighed. "I just want to be normal. I never asked to be a demigod, I never asked to have a child, let alone with another man, whom I got pregnant. Like, that just isn't natural. And I never asked to become Matt's little side piece, yet here I am, Hell Hounds blood, coursing through my body making want to kill the same people I care about!"
Mitchy wailed and fell into Mitch, who wasn't expecting it, so they went to the ground. He just held the small demigod as he cried. Mitchy had the same figure Mitch had when he'd first joined the pack. It was weird seeing himself like that again.
YOU ARE READING
The Five Demigods
Hayran KurguWhat happens when the Gods get bored? For five seemingly ordinary teenagers, there wold gets turned upside down in one night. Now, those five are on a mission to save the world, while discovering who they are.
