Mrs Shelby

long may she reign

sat in her chair humming along to the sound of a tune unheard by the humans she ran her fingers through the tufts of hair sat upon the head of her tommys whose head was laid on her naked thigh taking in the engraved marking added on her body the shapes twisting and forming into symbols to gods he could never pronounce  the names of he didn't dare lift his head put as his aunt Polly entered the room scoffing at the sight with rolled eyes the church was her place of worship yet Bastet was his 

like the serpent that tempts eve with honey crispt words she had stolen Tommy unlike a thief in the night, no, she did so proudly with a show for the world to see, watched with green filled eyes that were no match for the feline ones that stared back ''so Monaghan boy finally lost'' Polly spoke up eyes pinning blame on the woman who held back a laugh ''third time unlucky'' he knowledged turning his head to face her his check still pressed against his goddess naked thigh  ''we took money from all over the city'' he added with a held back sigh 

''Yeah, but you'll pay it back to people around here..buy your popularity back'' Polly Interjected having to turn away from the pitiful sight of her nephew on his knees to his wife who pats his head like a dog she knew was aimed at her if though the beast before her could hear all her sneering thoughts ''already done'' Bastet spoke up this time waving off the glass being handed to her by her husband ''taught you well'' Polly Approved holding back hissed words as the mocking smirk grew on bastets

 as if though she knew a secret she didn't but with Bastet that was more than likely true ''and you fixed this race without billy Kimber'' Polly sneered leaning closer face to face with her nephew who has watched with lustful eyes as his wife's hips swayed to a piece of music only she could hear angered by the lack of care her hands shook grasping at the glass handed to him by Bastet who watched as the glass went sailing through the air smashing into little shards bringing her back to a time where she watched her brother force a large piece of glass in a traitors mouth followed by a punch  

causing the glass to shatter in the victim's mouth the poor thing couldn't breathe without swallowing his own blood ''obviously, didn't teach you well enough'' Polly hissed breaking bastet out of her found memories 

''did you set him up to this?!'' she turned to Bastet took a seat crossing her bare legs the moon highlighting the tanned skin ''I'm curious as to what you would do if my answer was yes?'' she purred her to question the mint-colored eyes crawling up her lone figure tearing down each wall she tried to build to hide from the devil with skin whom just seemed amused and bored, no difference there ''you are the devil incarnation'' she spat impressing the woman who mocked her with a pretend hurt face  ''don't talk to my wife like that'' he warned polly barely looking at her as he took a drink from his wife's glass hiding his disappointment of a missing ingredient

but nothing could be hidden from the one bathed in shadows her smile grew at the sight ''enough Tommy,i don't care if shes got a magic vagina she the evil that flows through tose veins of yours she'll lead you down a path but won't help you back'' all truth fell from the older looking woman's lips yet to the ears of Tommy they were frightened lies angering him at the blatant disrespect being thrown into his goddess's face 

''I SAID...'' he threw the glass at polls feet storming towards her ''don't talk to her like that'' his voice all but a whisper yet held the power of a shout and the anger of a cry in that moment she was afraid, she was afraid of the man that stood before her a puppet to the springs of the beautiful devil who watched with gleaming eyes at the play that went on 

polly couldn't recognize the man that stood before her this wasn't her nephew sure he's shouted even mildly threatened her but everyone herself included knew he was never going to follow through yet his brown eyes had darkened in a black as pure as ink she saw nothing but her own reflection she curse god for leaving her nephew and she cursed the devil for creating such a creature she even cursed her self