When Devils Smile

Øne

There's warnings for this story- abuse, mention of SA, and pictures of each characters in every chapter!! <3

I brush my hair out my eyes with my fingers and stick my favourite grey beanie on, it hides some of my blonde curls but today I woke up with my hair looking like the spitting image of a birds nest.

It wasn't pleasant.

Then again I still look amazing, guess I can pull anything of.

I gaze into the mirror, looking at my newly pierced eyebrow. Everytime my face moves it hits that stupid little thing and stings, but it looks cool so it's staying. I stare into my eyes, greens and blues mixed together in a swirl of colour, then I smirk.

Watching as my sharp vampire canines come out, no I'm not a blood sucking beast. I just have two front vampire-looking teeth that I always catch my lips on, which makes me bleed.

My skin is fair, pale but not so much that it makes me look like a ghost. Just enough to make me look like the dead at times...My lips are always red raw and puffy from biting on them, I'm lean- around 5'8.5 but we may as well say 5'9 in that case. My hair is dyed blonde, with my dark roots showing. I think I need a new top up because the dye is slowly fading.

What I'm trying- and succeeding, to get at here is that i'm quite attractive, as most people would say. I have the looks, the personality and even the charm.

I wink to myself like the bighead I am and grab my shitty phone and wallet, though there's no point because there's barely anything in it. I go to walk out but realise my laptop is still open so I quickly rush to it, seeing for a spilt second "blah blah has been released from jail." I slam it shut and scoff to myself.

Just what I needed to see on this fine morning, it's exactly what I never wanted to happen. I swear it's haunting me. But hey that's life, shit happens then you get over it.

I leave my room slamming my door, "don't slam the doors!" I hear my roommate- Valentine, scream at me. He's quite protective over his precious wooden doors.

Heading downstairs I go into the kitchen and see Emmet cooking breakfast, Skylar on her phone being loud while painting her nails on the kitchen table. They are my other roommates, just as annoying as the first.

I grab Skylar's phone out her hand and she tries to stand up but her stance is weird, I look down seeing toe spreaders and see her painted nails. I smirk at her as I back away and she tries coming towards me but clearly doesn't want to ruin her hard work.

"Hey, this is Skylar's boyfriend. If you don't stop calling this number I'll hunt you down and kick your ass. Comprehendo?" I use a dangerous voice with a malicious smirk and hang up, tossing the phone to her I can practically see steam coming out her ears.

"What the fuck Levi!?" She screams her jarring scream and I blink hard at how it runs through me.

Me and her aren't a thing, would never be a thing. She's like a sister to me, but if I told her that she would rip my dick off and hand feed it to me, we don't really do that whole 'love' thing in this house.

I chuckle and sit down, "well, some guys just need to learn to leave you alone" I shrug and see Emmet shake his head at me in disappointment before loading my plate with bacon and eggs, and all that kind of stuff that puts me in an early grave. But hey, I'm here for it. So I start digging in.

Sky groans, plopping down in her seat, still trying not to ruin her nails. "That was my grandma you wanker, well done for terrorising the old git" I nearly choke on a piece of bacon because hell did I hit the jackpot. I burst out laughing in her face and I can tell she's so close to decking me.