The Devil's Son: As Cold As Ice

Chapter Twelve: Failure

The moment I went into the office to get my schedule, I knew that I would have to be in every of his class to make him suffer. With ease, I got the schedule and my pin for my locker. As I walk myself towards my locker, female humans begin to give me their best flirtatious look just to get my attention. Yet, none of them look anything like a beauty to me. On the contrary, they all look like beast. Humans are weak and small. They live no more than 80 years and they die easily. There is no point of mingling with them.

I pluck in my pin number on this high technology locker, just because I have nothing else to do. In fact, I have nothing to put in at all. I didn’t bring any books or pencils. Now, why would I need all those? A man of my age has learnt far too much compare to these puny humans. I slam my locker door shut and a whiff of perfume stink my nose. I couldn’t help myself but sneeze. I looked down at the girl that stood closely to me with her fake mascara and thick make up. She smiled at me with her flirtatious lips and begins harassing my abs.

‘You’re strong.’ She said in her flirtatious tone. ‘You know what fit best for a strong, handsome man like you?’ She asked, once again with her flirtatious tone. ‘A woman like me.’ She answered. I stared down at her coldly with no response to her flirtatious greetings. She frowned in confusion immediately as her flirting did no change to my expression. She took a step back and stared up at me as though she was begging me for a reaction. Ignoring her stare and the bystanders shock expression, I pushed her aside and begin walking to my designated class. She must be some ‘Miss Popular’ of this school, or else the others would not give such reaction.

‘Here I thought that French are romantic!’ She shouted at me but I did not stop. ‘I guess you’re an exception.’ She said coldly.  The noisy hallway instantly became silent. Everyone was waiting for my reaction as I stopped. ‘I don’t like desperate girls.’ I said coldly. Instantly, I heard giggles and laughs echo the hallway and I knew, this girl must be shock. Just as I was about to continue my walk towards my class, she shouted once more. ‘Or maybe you’re just gay.’ She said. I let out a long sigh and turned around to face her. I shook my head as this naïve, stupid little human, not knowing what is she insulting throw her best temper at me. ‘Oh! Did I get it right?!’ She said as though she was shock. ‘Now, that explain how you dress.’ She said with a smirk.

Slowly, I walked my way towards her as everyone watch. I was expressionless. She must have notice something because her expression instantly turned cold and she took a step back as I close the gap between us by pushing her against the locker. The coldness from my body made her shiver as I pressed my body against her. I blow my breath against her neck and instantly she let out a moan. A smirk leak out from my expressionless face. I push myself away and turned back to where my class is. ‘Desperate girls are cheap.’ I said as I walk away. People begin laughing and teasing. That marks my victory.

The moment I got into the class, Damian dagger like glares hit straight at me. I could fell his anger and hatred against me but I did not response to it. I love to see it. I love to see him suffer. During the whole class, even class after break. He kept sitting behind of me, glaring at me none stop. Yet, I did not response. This must have gotten into his nerve as he accidentally growled and shocked the whole class.

The moment the class bell rang. I stood up with nothing to pack I left the class room without looking back. Before I could take a step out of the school, I felt someone grab onto me and dragged me behind of the school. I knew who it was. I didn’t bother to resist because I wanted to see what his going to do. He was smart though, he took me somewhere where no one would see. Roughly, I was pushed against the wall with Damian’s angry face glaring at me. He punches his fist against the wall next to me and surprisingly it made a hole. With that human body of his, he shouldn’t exert too much power as it may kill this body of his. Maybe he already knew about that and didn’t bother to hold back.

‘Damn it, Sebastian! Why are you doing this?’ He asked with anger and confusion. He looked at me with despair. But my cold expression gave him no answer. ‘Why did you stab me with that bloody dagger?  Had you forgotten about Josephine?’ He asked once again. Her name jabbed into my heart as though it was a dagger. My whole body aches with pain and I felt anger. ‘Brother, I had not forgotten my love, Josephine.’ My body was begging me to punch him once again, to kill him all over again. ‘Every single day, I remembered her. Her laughs, her smiles, her eyes, her lips and every single thing about her, I could still remember! Not a day that I do not miss her!’ My pain inside of me grew as I remember her. ‘Because of you, brother! Because of you, she was lock up by father! Father threatened me to stab you with that cursed sword!’ Then, suddenly, like always, everything turned numb. I no longer feel anything. ‘I felt guilty at first but when I felt my bond with her was broken and she had died, I felt numb.’ Then, once again, the pain came back. It happens every single time I think about her. It kept going and coming back. It is like hell. ‘I love it! I love to see you die in front of me!’ I cursed as my whole body was begging to kill him once more. The short happiness that can make this pain goes away, I would see to it to happen. Damian eyes widen in shock as he look at me.

‘It was all your fault!’ I shouted as the pain jabbed into my heart once again. ‘You promised us that you would be able to convince father to allow us to love and that all you need was our support but you failed!’ with poison added on the blade I stabbed right into him and watch him suffer as my words pierce through him. His expression was filled with shock. ‘Because of that we had to go through all that punishment from him! All those who supported you had their love ones killed or lock up eternity in hell!’ He took a step back and he did not breathe. All he did was stared at me. ‘Because of you, Josephine had died!’

As he fell to his knees, I couldn’t help but stare down at him. Suddenly, I felt that painful jabbed break through something that I had built long, long time ago. Although it may be a small hole, but it hurts so badly. My eyes felt wet. Something warm rolled down my cheeks. What is that? I wipe it out and shock pulse through my body. Is that tears? Am I still capable of tears?  It kept flowing down like a waterfall but everyone of it froze before it hits the ground. Yes, I am not supposed to be capable of tears anymore. I wipe it off and stared straight down at the kneeling man whom I despise.