Too Bad, So Sad.

chapter eighteen: vermin

Dirty. Yes, everything about them is dirty. I smell the vomit dripping from their mouths as they destroy their liver. I can see the regret flash across their faces. I can see the lingering sadness as they return to the dance floor. I can hear the giggles, the cries, the yells, the moans, all transpiring in one hallway. Dirty, pesky, lonely beings. All the parties I've gone to have been filthy, stuffy, and rage inducing. Razz gets a rush from the attention and whispers, she winds up on a random dude only to blue ball him. My eyes trail her steps, her glances, smug grins–I hate her. I fall back on my mattress, opening my eyes.  My body feels gross but I let the feeling pass because Salem says my body is beautiful and even if I feel dirty I am pristine. I sit up flattening my blazer and button up. "I will win this war." I declared softly, "I have to."

"Honey? Darling? It's me, are you done?" Salem called out to me. I could sense her concern all the way from here. She opened the door, Salem frowned, moving quickly she plopped right beside me, embracing me. "You're not dirty darling. Don't ask me how I know just listen to me closely, okay? You are not dirty and never will be. You're not alone anymore." I blinked, nodding my head in understanding. "I love you." She whispered in my ear. "You look delicious by the way." She said backing away to fully admire me. I smiled, I love how she can change the mood with ease. Tonight I'll prove myself worthy of being by her side. For now I'll be at peace with my mystery girl.

I gently pecked her lips, keeping it short and sweet. I heard her groan in frustration. "You're one to talk, I bet everyone will want a bite of you. Too bad I'm the only one who can devour you." I said drinking in Salem's regal navy blue figure hugging sweetheart neckline dress, her newly dyed black hair done up in bouncy curls and her lips painted a deep red, she looked deadly–especially right now she wanted to bite my head off because my kiss was short lived. "I'm getting back at you later." She stuck her tongue at me. Her butterfly strappy thigh high heels clicked and clanked on the floor, she reached out her hand for me to grab. I laughed, "I don't doubt that." I took her hand in mine. "Back to chaos." I said. Salem smiled, "It'll be alright I have you now." She's right she does have me now. What a pair we make: a woman people fear and a woman people underestimate, that is our dynamic, that is our selling point, that is our weapon. I am a swordsman and she is my blade.

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The car ride to the party was silent; nobody dared to speak. Heaven sat in the passenger seat reading a book and Lennon, the pink haired guy from the training room, was driving; he played soft Romantic Era Piano music. Salem had her head on my shoulder, her eyes closed, she needed reassurance that I'm okay with this still and I gave her that by holding her close. Syria sat on the other side of Salem, she was texting Fawn the location of the party and the guest list. I had, for about an hour, read up on each one of the guests, all of them being cut from the same bread. All of them were murderers, rich influential killers. Their weaknesses varied: mistresses, tax evasion, children, drugs, attractive women, exposure of real identity, etc. These weaknesses are funny but the one that stands out most is the exposure of real identity, the highlighted person for that weakness is Bee Leeds. Bee Leeds and Fitz Wand are going to be an issue of that I'm certain.

I took out my phone to pass time and I saw a message from Fawn. I haven't seen him in so long I'd been hoping that being around Eden hasn't been too damaging. I'm surprised to see him text me privately.

Fawn
Honey, I've got a bad feeling surrounding this party.
9:00pm

Me
What? About Bee Leeds or Fitz Wands? Or someone else?
9:00pm

Fawn
Neither. I think tonight is going to be very messy. I feel it in my gut. I wanted to tell you to keep your guard up and keep Salem close to you at all times. If you need backup just look one of the other members in the eye and tap your wrist they'll know. Stay safe sister in law.
9:01pm