𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬
lexi winchester had experienced hell and back. she had hunted every monster, killed demons, slain vampires. it was in her blood to kill. but when a nephilim came to be, she made a different choice.
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Knocking on the newly painted door, Lexi fixed her hair. It took her less than ten minutes to find the apartment, one of the many advantages of small towns. Plus, she might've sped walk on the edge of a jog all the way there. You may think she was being entirely over jealous, slightly over protective and dramatic, and you'd be completely right. But Lexi didn't care.
"Hello?" Harper said as she opened the door.
Lexi plastered on her biggest fake smile. "Hi. I'm a friend of Jack's. He asked me to meet him here." She spoke a pitch higher than usual. Despite how much she wanted to throw the girlfriend title in her face, she didn't want to mess up the plan any more.
The frown softened on Harper's face, "Oh! Hi!" She smiled, "I'm Harper." She held out her hand.
Lexi reluctantly shook her hand, "Lexi. Nice to meet you."
"Please, come in."
Lexi moved past the girl to enter. She mentally shook her head at the girls idiocy. Inviting a random stranger into your home? Amateur.
"Lexi." Jack moved past the coffee table towards the smaller blonde girl. He leant down to speak close to her ear, "She passed every test." He whispered before moving back.
Lexi turned back to face Harper. She looked entirely normal. Young, full of life, naturally beautiful, and somehow perfectly healthy hair. In some way, she was too perfect to be true.
"So...Lexi—" Harper began, but she paused and squinted her eyes at the girl, "Were you...in the library earlier today?"
"Uhh..." Lexi's mind ran past the many excuses, "No, no. I just have one of those familiar faces." She laughed it off.
Harper chuckled, "Oh, probably." She moved through apartment to stand in front of them, "So, how do you know each other?"
Lexi smiled, "Well, actually, I'm his—"
"Old friend." Jack cut her off, "From high school debate team."
The look on Lexi's face could only be described with one single thought; the fucking audacity. Her eyes stared lasers into the side of Jack's face, before she swallowed her anger and turned back to Harper with a plastered on fake smile once again. "Mmhm, that's right." She spoke through clenched teeth.
"That's nice. I don't have many friends left from high school. Vance was the last person I spoke to from school."
