The Eyes Of The Devil [BxB] EDITING

Chapter Thirty Seven

Oscars pov

"You can't just take one break? Not even a small one?" I laugh softly as I adjust the phone pressed between my shoulder and ear as I continue writing notes from a textbook.

"T-The first set of p-practise exams start next we-week, you should be s-s-studying too!" She groans. "They're practice Os, they don't matter." I hum, trying to figure out how to say what i'm thinking.

"They um... th-they can use your p-practice results if you can't m-make it to finals."

"Oh."

I hum again. "N-Not that I won't be there, I ju-just really want to go t-to college, so better s-safe right?" I hear her shift slightly.

"Yeah, yeah that makes sense. Okay fine, you're off the hook, but movies in bed as soon as they're done okay?" I grin, thankful she didn't linger on the subject.

"Promise. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Sadly." I laugh as I hang up and place my phone back onto my bed besides the notes scattered around.

I sigh and check the time. I may aswell get started on dinner before he can wake up. I force myself off the bed, my shirt riding up slightly as I stretch.

I quietly make my way down the stairs, mentally making a list of things I need to get next time I go to the store, only to freeze when I see my father stood in the kitchen.

Crap.

I begin to silently berate myself for not double checking that he was asleep in his room, the overwhelming urge to run coursing through my body. I go to take a step back but he's moving before I can.

My mind stutters slightly as he turns around though he too pauses when he sees me. We silently stare at each other for a moment though something eventually catches my eye.

"Y-you're bleeding." I mentally wince the second the words leave my mouth, knowing I shouldn't have said anything. My eyes are trained on watching the dark patch on his upper arm spread.

Right where his phoenix scar is-

His eye twitches as he takes a step closer, almost as though he knows that I know what he's done, what he's tried to do.

Phoenix scars can be a beautiful thing, finding out you and someone elses souls were always destined to be intertwined. It's amazing. But it can also be a nightmare. Because phoenix scars can fade from their once bold lining, to a simple scar where all colour is drained and simply the engraving of it is left in the skin.

Phoenix scars can fade for two known reasons. If your significant other dies or is severely injured or if you and your significant others souls pull that far apart, almost as though your destiny itself is changing. It usually only happens when phoenix mates feel so much hate towards each other, when truly they want nothing less than to be around each other. Even if it's only one who feels that way.

My mother is supposedly still alive and yet my fathers scar has faded.

I'm dragged out of my thoughts when a hand collides against my cheek.

"It's your fault."

I suck in a breath as my hands begin to tremble, not sure what I should do.

"It's your fault. It's your fault it's your fault it's-" I wince as he shoves me, my side colliding with the kitchen counter. I let out a sharp gasp as pain rushes through me.

"It's fucking-" he corners me and I wince as he grabs the front of my shirt, his face inches away from mine.

"If she didn't want you, what made her think I do either? Why are you still here?" He pulls me forward just to slam me back again.