MOONSTRUCK // Marc Spector / Steven Grant x reader

CHAPTER 11

XI

☾ Jealousy ☽

-"What is your business here?" I raised an eyebrow once I saw a security guard block my way. As he was about to lay a hand on me I was quick to take a dagger out and press it against his neck. -"Don't touch me."

Another man was quick to point his gun at me as soon as he the situation. -"What is going on here?" The familiar voice brought a smile to my face which made me release my hold on the man.

Anton's face lit up once he saw me. -"What are you doing here?" He said in a exciting tone and got off his horse to walk towards me.

The security guards looked over confused as Anton hugged me, slightly lifting me up in the process. -"Anton, oh my God! Look at you all grown up. " I was over the moon seeing him. He looked so much like his father now.

-"And you are beautiful as always." He said as he brought me back down. I grabbed onto his arm for him to walk me around the place. -"To what do I owe this pleasure?"

I took a glass of champagne one of the men offered as we made it to a sitting area. -"I needed to see a familiar face —and wanted to see that medjay's sarcophagus. The one from all those years ago. "

-"Lucky for you I have it on display right here." He said as he lifted his glass up— -"But first, let's drink." No problem with that. I raised my glass and clinked it with his.

He took a sip while I drank the entire thing—-"I'll have a couple." He chuckled as he signaled a man to refill my glass.

-"Rough day?" He asked once my glass was full.

Before the guy who filled my glass left I politely asked for him to leave the entire bottle—"You have no idea."

-"I swear i'm about to lose my mind." As Steven would say, i'm going bonkers. I laughed at my own thoughts as I drank more of the champagne. One of the perks of having a rich friend, there's always good booze.

Now that I think about it, he is my only friend; other than Anubis. Well I don't know if Anubis is a friend, he is more like family to me. I guess I'm lucky that he is not like most Gods who seem to just see their Avatars as a servant.

-"I take it being a God's avatar must not be easy." He said as he drank what was left of his champagne. -"You still are working with him, right?.— Seeing you look the same since I last saw you." The smile on his face told me he was quite fascinated with the idea of not growing old. If only he knew what it was really like.

Not feeling like talking about my never ending torment, I decided to just deviate from the topic. -"Being Anubis' avatar is not what is bothering me."

-"Oh?" He slightly tilted his head to the side and raised his eyebrows in surprise. -"What could possibly be bothering you then?"

I was taken back by his question, it was like he didn't think of me as an actual person with feelings. I sometimes wish I could just be like that. -"I do still feel, you know?" He raised his hands in defense. -"I didn't mean it like that. But tell me, what's wrong? I'm not liking this sad look on your face."

I took a deep breath and looked at the night sky for a second before bringing my gaze back to him. -"I met someone." Well technically, I met three. Anton's look on his face turned into an interested one as if telling me to go on. -"I don't know what I feel. He broke my trust. It's like he put a spell on me and the spell ended, leaving me alone with the harsh reality of my life. I'm all alone again." I brought my gaze to the distance, staring at nothing.