Chapter Seven// We are Lilith

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-Alessandra-

Within the separate between my intuitiveness, I listened the sound of shouting once more. The Scent of Fire and burning incense.

My head was beating. Throbbing, like a quick pulse.

I didn't open my eyes as a entryway it sounded like gradually squeaked open. The shouts from beyond it promptly got louder. Agonizing and agonizing shouts.

"Aless" I listened to somebody whisper. A lady whispered, a title I had no thought who's was.

The lady sounded familiar. Irritating voice but sounded a small sweet but too unsettled.

Her feet rearranged closer to me and a cold hand was set upon my brow. I unknowingly inclined into the coldness of the woman's hand feeling abruptly substance.

My shoulders loose unnoticeably and I let out a little moan.

The lady chuckled over me. The lady chanted beneath her breath In a dialect I did not get as Keen-like nails followed my forehead ever so gently within the shape of what felt like a star, a circle around it.

Something zapped into my chest in a matter of seconds and my eyes snapped open as I clutched my chest. Warm blood met my palm.

"Goodness, there you're Alessandra," The sorts recognizable voice of the lady over me said chipper.

The torment in my chest was agonizing. I Hurled as I clutched my chest. Gradually looking up at the seven-foot lady with Yellow eyes.

Her skin was a light shade of red and a Leather-like see to it. I swear in the event that If I touched it it would squeak beneath my fingertips.

She was grinning down at me with her hands clasped together before her. Dark Sharp Claws long enough to climb a tree.

"Who are you?" I say with my rough sore throat. I gagged at the woman's feet.

The lady made an profane sound as I tossed up dim fluid which I could weirdly scent was blood.

The lady lurched back as my blood got on the foot of her revolting white dress.

She cursed a million words all at once as she inspected her dress.

"GOD DAMN IT ALESSANDRA!" the lady shouted as she held the Victorian dress "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS COSTS ME!"

I let out one final spit of blood and inclined back onto the delicate bed that was beneath me. It made a squeak.

I looked at the lady who sounded so familiar, looked so recognizable yet I still had no thought who she was.

"I'm sorry, who are you?"
I inquired as the lady was raging. Her face looked redder than it already was. She looked like a tomato with her cheeks puffed out. I wanted to laugh despite feeling like shit.

I clutched my chest still as the torment did not stop but it died down slowly.  I looked down as my blood spilled down my hand.  What the fuck.

The red lady clutched her hands to her sides and closed her eyes taking a profound breath as she said "Get up and clean yourself Alessandra I do not have time for your clumsy games" The lady gritted her teeth and raged out of the room.

Not long after the entryway door to the room I was in slammed behind the woman it quickly opened once more and strolled in a Lady who grinned sweetly at me.

She shifted over to me and took my hand from my chest delicately "Let me assist you with that" she said.


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