if you fall for me...

meeting the Dybbuk family

Styxx was a little more on edge then usual. it was like he was trying to predict all the possible problems at once. i was going to spend the night at his house, and tomorrow at six in the morning we will be in the air. i was a bit nervous. i never stayed at someone's house before. i wasn't sure what they liked or disliked. i didn't know if they were all preppy like rich people are or laid back. did i tell you that they were rich? well they are. only a rich family would give their son a hummer to drive all the way to school when they live almost a fucking hour out of town. that's not something middle class people do. it isn't.

Styxx looked over at me once or twice, trying to predicate some of my reactions to his family. i think he noticed my near nervous brake down because he turned on some music. it was rock. well... it sounded like rock, i never really listened to music, other then what i hear around the house. i tilted my head so i could better listen to the music. it was a man with a high voice. it was very beautiful. i really liked it. Styxx let out a small sigh. my head shot up to him. all the tension that i had lost was back. he groaned.

"calm down. they wont eat you or anything. they know about as much of you as i do. they are completely aware of who and what you are." he glanced at my hand. "here, hold my hand, it will make you feel better." i looked at his hand. he waited for me to take it. slowly i took it. his hand clamped on mine. i melted into his touch. he was right i was feeling better. i felt his lips on the back of my hand. i moaned.

"don't, Styxx! you already did that to me!" he laughed.

"I'm kissing your hand. i promise not to do anything more then this." he pulled me in closer as he kissed me up my arm. my breaths got shallow. Styxx pulled  into a gravel lot. "here we are, my home...." he let his words trail off as he looked the house. it was huge. i felt as if i fell back into the mid evil times. his home was a stone castle. in the door of his home was a group of people. they pushed each other out of the way to see better. i couldn't make out what they looked like, but there was four girls, and six guys... and well three kids. "for fucks sake! couldn't you wait in the house?"  Styxx got out and stumped up the the door.

he was out of ear shot, and make sure not to yell. his actions on the other end were not so concealed. he was flaring around like a mad man. he hit one of the tall guys, and one of the girls slapped him. from where i was standing. i could tell he was only going to glare at her. 

"who's the hottie?" my head whipped to the drivers side. the window was down, and hanging in it was some guy. he was really hot. he had the baby face with curly chestnut brown hair that went wild, but looked organized. his eyes where a misty grey. his lips parted enough to lick them. "your good enough to eat." he opened the door and crawled in. his eyes told me to stay. they said that he  would treat me sweetly, and make me feel like no other women ever had. i reacted quickly and opened the door. i fell out.

"Styxx!" i screamed. my head was exploding in pain. it wasn't good pain, because i was scared. the man that got in the car was going to use me like Jimmy Allens. i turned around and started to crawl away. "Styxx! help!" i screamed for him. a ice cold hand grabbed my leg. i looked back to see that guy. i kicked him in the face and cried. some even colder hands picked me up. these hands i knew. 

"what the fuck are you doing to here?" Styxx yelled. he repositioned me in his arms so he held me like a kid. i realised just how strong he was. i was sitting on his arm like a toddler, and he wasn't even shacking. "she's mine, do you understand? if i see you even look at her wrong, i will fucking carve your eyes out!" there was a thud, and he turned around. the guy was stunned sitting on the ground. i stuck my tongue out. his jaw dropped. i wasn't all that scared of him, but it was still scary.

"well, well, little, Sty, is really in over his head for this one." a high pitch girl sang. "i hope she lasts longer then the other ones." i looked at the women that was speaking. she looked like she was in her early 20's. she was very pale, with icy smooth skin. her eyes looked so sharp and old that it makes the buggy man want to hide. they were almost white blue. she was also tall. her hair was fire red. i gasped.