Serafina walked up to the door and knocked. Although she was not in the best mood at the moment, she knew what needed to be done. But she only became more angry when the door wasn't opened for her immediately. She glared at the door in annoyance before knocking more aggressively.
"I don't answer the door for no damn Jehovah's Witnesses," she heard a snarky voice from behind.
She quickly turned around to see her stylish friend, "Ha ha. Yvonne, why weren't you home?" she glared.
"Aw, I'm sorry I'm not available at your whim when it's convenient for you," the lazy voice drawled before stepping forward to unlock the door for the two, allowing Serafina to enter before herself, "Where's Rosalie?" she asked.
"She went with her brother to find an old family friend," Serafina growled before making her way to the living room and dramatically draping herself over the sofa.
"Jesus fucking Christ, who pissed in your blood bag?" she asked exasperatedly, "Or is this because of Rosalie?" she seemed to get a look of realization on her face, "If it bothers you so much to not be with her, why didn't you just go with her?" she asked.
"Because I'm not a people person, Carlisle said," Serafina spoke into the sofa cushion, seeing as her face was squished into it.
"Ain't that the truth," Yvonne whispered.
Serafina sat up properly and glared at the woman.
Yvonne gave her a slight smirk. "I guess they needed something, and if you went, you'd be so bad at being polite that you would ruin everything. Is that it?"
"I'm very good with people! I am very much a people person!" Serafina argued.
"Not enough to beg. And if the person was someone you couldn't stand, even worse," Yvonne laughed.
This deflated Serafina. "He always hits on me and Rosa," she said, glaring at the floor.
Yvonne couldn't help but chuckle at how the woman looked at the moment, like a child pouting after not getting their way.
Serafina became offended at her laughter and whined, "You're supposed to be my friend! Stop laughing and be on my side!"
Yvonne laughed even harder. "I'm sorry. I can't believe how soft you've become since finding your little girlfriend."
Serafina straightened up at this. She donned her stoic face and regal attitude as she made eye contact with Yvonne. Yvonne was momentarily confused before Serafina flicked her wrist, and Yvonne's side table disintegrated into flames, "Wife." Serafina corrected.
Yvonne's mouth dropped open in shock, "That's fucked up," she said while pointing to her side table, or where it had been. But only then did the word Serafina say register in her mind, "Wait, wife?" She glanced at Serafina, who nodded in agreement. "When did that happen?"
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Seraph
أدب الهواةShe decided to do the world a favor and kept to herself ever since she was turned into a demon. Always alone. Others would try to tempt her out of the dark, but for selfish reasons. She refused to join territory wars or vampiric empires. She would s...
