Penumbra.

-2-

"What is it that we need to talk about? Is it the mission? Cause I got that sorted out already." I say while signaling him to enter. "No, it's something else." He pauses for a second. "Ok, well it is related to the mission."

"Oh really?" I say with a yawn, once he's inside I close the door and lock it. "I know I have to leave early. No need to talk to me personally.. A phone call could've been sufficient." He scoffs and sits down on a sofa. "Mhm, and look how that turned out? You didn't even respond to Monty through text." I sigh and pause my music. "Here." And throw him my phone. "What's this?" He asks. "What do you think? Check the messages. JUST Montys', nothing else. I did respond, just not on time." He goes through them and chuckles.
"Sleeping naked?" I blush and sit down on the floor opposite of him. "Shut up. No damn need to read them aloud." I mumble to him.

Once he finished he hands me my phone back. "Ok sorry I guess I could've called." I get up and walk towards the kitchen. "Mhm, whatever. Want anything to drink? I have some water here."
"Hm? Oh yes, I'll have some of your finest water please." He says, I call out from the kitchen. "Stop it with your sarcasm, I hate that." He lets out a chuckle. "Sorry. Ey can I at least wash my hands?" I walk out with a bottle of water and a glass of hot blood. "Yeah go ahead." I say while I place the bottle down on the living room coffe table.

*Bartholomews POV*

Walking to the sink I turn it on and wash my hands. I hear Luciel call out from the living room. "Imma just put your water on the coffe table mkay?" I turn off the water and look for a napkin or somthing to dry my hands with. "Do you have anything to clean my hands with?" I call out. "Uh... Yeah it's under the microwave there's a little compartment there." she says.
I walk towards the microwave and open the small compartment to take out some napkins when I notice a small ripped paper next to it. I can't help myself and grab the paper, turning on the faucet so she can't hear me slowly opening it. I inspect it and realise that it is in bullet form formation.

* On piece of paper*

9/12/16

•Had the same dream where I see my family being massacred in front of my eyes.
•Instead of them screaming they're laughing
•They keep chanting a weird song while they're getting killed and it makes me nauseous
•There's someone beside me and when they speak it's in my head. They say to "Let go" over and over again but I don't know what they mean by that.
•Before the dream ends they all grab me and throw me into a dark hole, while I am being thrown I hear the voice of my mother say "You should've done it!" and cackle.
•Scariest part about it? I was laughing too.

"Hey you ok? I thought you might've not be able to find-" I hear her abruptly cut off, I look up and see her head peaking out of the living room and my whole body goes cold.

"What are you doing?" she says in a neutral tone of voice. "Trying to find your damn napkins, that's what I'm doing." I reply while opening the little compartment.
"What do you have in your hand." she replies, it doesn't even sound like a question, more like a demand.
"Nothing." I say curtly, I try to shove it in my pocket but she snatches it from my hand at a ungodly speed. "Why do you have this?" she snaps. "It was on the counter, I couldn't help it. I'm sorry.."

"Did you read it?" she asks. "No, I didn't." I reply, looking her straight in the eyes. Hopeing she would believe my lie. I am a pretty good liar when it comes down to it. "I swear, if you did, and are lying to me, I will hurt you. Got it?" she says in a serious tone. I nod to show my response. "Now, get to the point and get the hell out of my house."

"Yes, of course." I stand up and clear my throat while walking to the living room and sit down on the sofa. "Now, the reason I am here is because of the fact that you will have to live wit-" "Live with?" she cuts me off, her tone aggressive and eyes changing color to a golden yellow. Oh shit she's really pissed now.. "Live with who? You know that I don't do well with other people." Her reply is short and serious.
"Yes, I know" all too well..
She raises an eyebrow. "Oh really? Then why the hell did you do it? no-one and I mean NO ONE knows what I am and I've kept this secret between me, you, and Monty for so long that the people at HQ think that I get botox cause I look so young." she replies with a sharp tone.

She's right, people have asked me how old she is and what does she use to remain so young.. I really wish I could tell them. The only other people who knew about her real identity are dead.

"Don't worry though, these people are from the light district and they've never met you so I think you're in the clear, for now." I finish and look at her, waiting for a response but all I am met with is a blank expression. "Luciel?" I say and she looks towards the door. "Get down, now." Confused, I open my mouth to speak then close it shut, realizing that her fangs were elongated and her eyes were changing from golden to green, to golden again. Without a word I stand up fast, getting a bit dizzy from it and sprint to the door as fast as I can.

I open the door and step out only to get yanked back in and thrown onto the floor. "Luciel what the hell!" I scream and crawl backwards.
"Shut the fuck up." She whispers and points to the door where there's an ominous shadow in the middle of the street.
"I'm going to throw you into my bedroom. Get out through the window and run."

My eyes widen in fear as it approaches us. "What about you? " I ask in a worried tone,she looks at me and a grin appears on her face. "Imma have some fun before I leave." And with that she grabs me by the arms and throws me into the bedroom. "Shit!" I say as I land on my ass. The shadow lunges at her with two hunting knives stabing her in the arm and chest. She doesn't scream but pushes the thing off her making it break the wall into the kitchen.

She runs towards the bedroom door and looks at me. "Don't get killed please. " she says as she grabs the door handle to close it. "Me? You should be worried about yourself. " I say with a worried chuckle and open the window. "Be careful Luciel.." I mumble out before she closes the door.

You're the reason I'm still alive today.

//" I WANT A LOVE SO GOOD, SO GOOD THAT IT'LL MAKE ME SICK TO TOUCH BUT I NEED IT. YOU ARE THE LOVE TO MY COBAIN, BLOOD TO MY BLADE, AND YOU'RE NO GOOD TO ME BABY NO GOOD, YOU ARE THE PIN IN MY GRENADE, CAN'T PULL YOU AWAY, AND YOU'RE NO GOOD TO ME BABY NO GOOD, GIVE ME KISSES AGAIN".- JEFFREY STARRRRR ❤

Mkay so I basically rolled off the face of the earth and yeah I have an excuse and I blame school. I get so much HW I can't sleep and in the end I only finish 1/1000 of it. So sorry to all the people who actually read this story..//