Midnight's daughters

Midnight's daughters 13

“cloud, cloud, cloud and another cloud.” Satan said sounding extremely bored.

“Satan.” Zee said sounding pissed off.

“Yes Zee?” Satan asked.

“Can you do me a favour?” Zee asked sweetly.

“Yeah sure what is it?” Satan asked.

“SHUT UP!!!” She screamed.

“Okay fine one question first.” Satan said. I swear I saw steam fly out of Zee’s ears. Jared and Jarl sniggered trying to hide their laughs with coughs. Zee’s glare told the she heard them and would get her revenge. Poor Jared and Jarl. They should have just kept quiet and used a poker face.

“Fine what is it.” She snapped.

“Are we there yet?” Sasha whined.

“Does it look like we’re there yet?” Zee asked. Satan looked around at the scenery before looking at Zee again. Her answer was infuriating and unbelievable.

“…Sorta…” She answered. Her head injury was obviously worse than I thought. It was that or she went mad and delusional. I’m related to a mad person. Wonderful. Actually I sort of already knew that cause dad knocked mom up to create me for protection. That feels wrong…and what if…what if I’m just like him…I mean there must be a reason why I quickly adjusted to this life. Why I felt no guilt beating squad 26 to pulp. What if I’m no better than dad?

“You idiot!!! We’ve been to New York before! This is the middle of nowhere!!” Zee yelled in exasperation. Jared and Jarl were cracking up. I had to admit any other time this would have been funny but this realisation scared me. How did my sisters deal with it? Satan spat out a lot of very bad words in Russian.

“Satan what did you promise me?!” Zee yelled.

“To shut up.” Satan said glaring death at Jared and Jarl. I swear that look was designed to kill pigeons in mid-air.

“Then why aren’t you shutting up?!” Zee yelled.

“Cause I wanna shut Jared and Jarl up first preferably with a gun.” Satan yelled

“No. Absolutely not!” Zee yelled.

“Why?!” Satan screamed.

“Because killing them right now will cause a big mess and this is my favourite bag Satan!” Zee exclaimed like she was stating the obvious and referring to her Gucci bag. She was right, if Satan shot them, the blood would stain the pure white bag. Soon they were debating the good and bad sides to killing Jared and Jarl. A typical S and Z conversation. Obviously they were not good with road trips. I tuned them out and sighed.

The more I thought about it the more I realised how similar I was to dad.

“Hey what’s wrong brook?” Jared asked dragging me out of my daydream into reality. The reality where I was like my father. I flinched at the question.

“Nothing’s wrong.” I said innocently.

“Yeah right. Then why aren’t you cracking up at this.” He asked as Satan started begging to at least be able to strangle one of them.

“Because I live with them and so this is an everyday thing. It’s only funny if Satan bosses Zee around.” I said diplomatically causing Zee to whirl around at me and yell hey. Bored I started cat calling them.

“Zee, eyes on the road, both hand on the wheel, Satan stop trying to kill the driver and the passengers.” I said smugly. Satan and Zee growled and Jared and Jarl started laughing their heads off.

“I can always crash the car and kill all of you…” Zee pointed like it was a good thing out as she looked at me worriedly. Soon, Satan and Zee were debating the good and bad sides of Antarctica and believe me I have no idea how that popped up.

~~~ At a random diner~~~

“Are you sure this is edible?” Zee asked uncertainly.

“Yes Zee it is edible. For gods sake just eat the stupid pie.” Jailbait grumbled.

“But it looks mushy and, well, disgusting.” Zee complained. We sniggered. Zee has high expectations for everything in places that sell food. The only places that have just met her expectations are five star restaurants and hotels…in Paris, Milan, Singapore, Japan, Taiwan, London and New York… And even then the just passed. Her cooking was at least 20 times better.

“Well, you can either die of starvation or eat the damn food and drive to New York and stay with Iris. You pick.” Satan said smirking. She had won the argument and we all knew it. Zee pulled a face that looked pretty cute.

“Fine.” She said acidly looking utterly disgusted. We were all cracking up and Jared and jarl were in hysterics. When she finished the pie she looked a little green.

“Alright kiddies, lets go to out cars.” Zee said sounding a little sick. I stared at her in horror. No. Way. I refuse to be stuck in a car in between Jared and Jarl.  Jarl kept teasing me and making inappropriate comments. Jared was the usual nice and funny guy he was. We were joking and talking during the entire the ride.

“No please. No. Why, please don’t make me go in there with him.” I said desperately pointing at Jarl. Zee and the others but Jarl were laughing at that.

“It’s only three more hours Brainless, you’ll survive.” Satan said sniggering. Not giving me a chance to reply, she shoved Jared in the car, followed by me and Jarl. I whimpered.

“You okay brook, if you want you can…erm…sit on my lap.” Jared offered awkwardly. I looked at him wide eyed, shocked. “It’s okay if you don’t want to, I mean…” I cut him off stopping him from rambling on and on about it.

“Of course. Thanks.” I said as I climbed onto his lap. I fidgeted around a bit and finally got comfortable. I felt him shift around a bit and stop. I was getting a little drowsy. I’ll just close my eyes for a second. I decided as I put my head on Jared’s shoulder and closed my eyes.