Logan's Tribrid

2.

Willow's POV:
-present time: willow is 24 years old-

I've spent the last 2 years living in a little apartment in the human society, trying to find a way to Hell so I can find my parents.

I look for any demons in my daily life that could possibly tell me where the portal is. I've gone country to country looking for anyone who could tell me. And sadly, I've ended up in America and been here for the past 3 months.

Walking into my apartment after grocery shopping I put all of the food away and sit down in my couch before turning my TV on.

"Famous CEO, Logan Riley, is now looking for a new assistant! Call the number on the screen to take up this amazing opportunity! Now onto tomorrow's forecast"

A famous CEO's office has to have some demons there. I pick up my cell phone and call the number on screen. "Logan Riley, can I help you?"

"Yes, this is Aroura Diance and I'm looking to apply for the Assistant job?"

I heard a small huff on the other end on the phone before he finally says "you can come in tomorrow for an interview"

I have a polite okay before hanging up the phone. Looks like I have a chance tomorrow.

I get up, grab my purse and leave before locking the door.

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I enter the mall and go to forever 21 and start looking through the professional clothing. I spend hours looking for something that I could wear to my interview and eventually find a few outfits that I can wear to the interview and if I get the job.

I turn around only to feel a sharp pain in my head. I look around the store to see no one around as I stumble out of the mall. I hadn't realized how long I was in there until I see how dark it is outside.

Someone grabs my bicep and pulls me to the side of the building before a hard punch is sent to my gut.

My vision blurs as I tumble to the ground and the unknown man gets on top of me with a silver knife to my throat.

"I have a message from William. He's back, and he's coming for you."

My eyes flash red as I grab his forearm and flip him onto his back.

"Where the fuck is he?"

The knife is still to my throat, burning my skin as blood begins dripping down my throat.

"I can't tell you that. But I can tell you.."

I hissed in pain as he moved the knife down to just below my crop top and he begins cutting. My hands grip his throat tighter than before.

The silver from the knife causes me to slightly lose my grip. He flips us over and finishes cutting into me before standing up.

"You. Are. His. Whether you like that or not"

Blood continues dripping from my throat and now my waist as he walks away and blows me a mock kiss.

I wait until I no longer hear his heavy footsteps before I get up and run to my car. I check the back seat and lock my doors before zooming away.

I run into my apartment, lock all the doors and check every room before making my way to the bathroom to scrub his disgusting fingers off of me.

Memories of William take over my mind. All of the torture he put me through. Mentally and physically.

Looking in the mirror, I see the word 'William' carved into my stomach, just below my belly button.

Bile rises in my throat before I dip over into the toilet and let the vomit out. This will forever be engraved into me.

As a supernatural, we heal quickly. Very quickly. But silver doesn't go away. It's a constant scar that will be there forever. Along with certain herbs and wolfsbane for me due to my hybrid traits.

I remove my clothes and get in the shower. Grabbing my citrus scented body wash I scrub as hard as I can on every inch of my body to rid the germs and memories. It hurt as I began scrubbing the cuts in my body but I didn't care.

Getting out, I put on my cute dinosaur pajamas and locked every window and door that could possibly lead to my room before hanging all of my clothing that I bought today in the closet.

I laid in my bed and fell asleep to Tangled, contemplating what tomorrows interview could possibly lead to.

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Shorter chap but yk. All of my chapters will be between 700-2000 words