The Wanted

Supernatural

I wake up to a loud crash. I sit up rubbing my tired eyes. Looking around I remember I wasn't home, I was in the baby blue room he gave me. I don't even know his name. I walk out of the room and I feel a stinging pain in my hands. I stop and look down at my hands, they're finally healed, that took longer that normal.
Deciding to wash my hands, I start to head to the bathroom. Realizing that I don't know where it is, I head to the kitchen instead, to figure out where the noise came from and where the bathroom is.
"Hello?" I whispered. He turned around, scared. "Sorry if I scared you."I said a little bit louder.
"No, no it's fine, I was just making breakfast." He said in a shaking voice. Well, I found where the noise came from. There's a pan on the floor with what looked like burnt eggs all around it. "Are you hungry?" He asked.
"Yea, but first, where's the bathroom?" I asked looking up from the pan.
"Oh, you just go straight down the hall. Hopefully you won't miss it, it'll be right in front of your face." He said jokingly.
"Okay." I giggled.
Right when I close the bathroom door I hear another loud crash and "FUCK!" from him. I laugh, just thinking of , yet another, pan falling on the ground.
I walk up to the sink and turn on the water. I watch the water run off my hands and my dark blue blood going down the drain.
I walk out of the bathroom and back into the kitchen where he's picking up the pans and eggs off of the floor."You never told me your name." I said leaning over the dark red middle counter.
"What?" He questioned, turning around. Dropping the pans, yet again.
"What's your name." I said sitting back in the chair.
"Oh, Mason. My names Mason. what about you, mystery girl." he said.
"Lilith" I said.
"So, Lilith. I can't make breakfast, so how about we go somewhere so someone else can cook for us." He said raising one eyebrow.
"I will shave off your eyebrows in your sleep if you do that again" I snapped, pointing a finger at him.
"Ok, whatever you say."He said sarcastically, wiggling his eyebrows.

We get to the restaurant and sit at a booth at the back. "So, why were you wandering around the Pit?" I asked.
"Well, I-" he was cut off by the waiter.
"Hi I'm Venessa, and I'll be your waiter. Oh, hi Mason."she said in a flirty way. "Can I start you guys off with some drinks?" She asked still looking at Mason.
"Just water." I said.
"Same" he said. the waiter walked off and he continued, "Well, I should start off by saying that...do you believe in supernatural?" I looked at him in confusion.
"Somewhat I know a little...about demons and such."He looked at me raising an eyebrow. "What did i say about that?!"
The waitress comes over with our water. "Do you guys know what you're going to order?" she asks. Mason just shakes his head and she walks off.
"Yeah, sorry, this is serious. I'll stop." he says looking down at his glass of water.
"What do you mean serious?" I look up from the menu.
"Well...." He says scratching the back of his neck.
"What do you mean well...??" I raise my voice, ignoring all of the stares.