Love till Death

Chapter 3: Time to Explain

  "Umm... The fuck? I'm not letting that happen." She said pulling her hair up into a sloppy bun as he shrugged.

  "Oh common! It's the only way your gonna officially become the next mother nature, I did this shit for a ton of witches back in my day and they had no problem with it." Leaning back into the living room couch as she turned her head to glare at him from the love seat.

  "No, I am not letting you take my virginity, besides, they wanted their fate, mine can go fuck itself. That includes you." Sighing as she rubbed her temples and her toes gently tapped on the wooden floor, not impressed obviously as he was just enjoying the whole fact the sky wasn't red or screams of pain weren't going on outside. "What's your name by the way?"

  "Hmm...? I was born Lycas of house Bayliss, in 1000 BC, my mother was one of the first Latin's to settle in Italy and my father was brutally murdered by our leader before my birth." He had a distant look in his gaze as he watched a woman walk down the sidewalk through the window, biting his lip softly too as he liked this lack of clothing. Snapping out of it he looked to Mira once again and smiled. "Call me Lucas though."

  "Um... Alright Lucas, so... You aren't ever touching me, no matter what, cause if you do I'm becoming a prostitute. I don't care if I become some kind of demon I just don't want.. You touching me." She said as she pulled her feet up onto the couch and wrapped her arms around her legs sighing. "Like... Your cute and all, but... I'm not comfortable with the whole thing you watched me fucking grow up!"

  His eyes widened as he raised his hands over his head. "Holy shit, sorry I'm concerned about my property." His lips curled into a dark smirk before he licked his lips and a lamp was being thrown directly at his head. Ducking, it smashed against a wall. "What did you do that for? I was just playing."

  "Because your a prick who has pretty much confirmed God-"

  "Nah, he doesn't exist, its just a shit load of angels with beards who always yell at each other." Lucas said before standing up and beginning to clean up the shattered lamp with a wide smirk.

  "W-what...? Okay, know what, ignore my question, just please... Keep your fucking distance, I don't enjoy talking to you, and I'm sure you don't enjoy talking to me." She said while crossing her arms and standing up too, watching him pick up the pieces of glass.

  "Talking to you is fun, not to mention your cute. Besides, when you are 18... Just know I've lain with sleeping women." He said before receiving a kick to the back and hearing her stomp out of the room, a smirk spread across his face as he laughed. "Shit man... You kick hard!!" He yelled before laughing more and continuing to pick up the glass.

  "UGHHH!!" She groaned loudly before picking up her phone and wrapping a cloth around the speaker part thingy. Dialing the number to her high school she did what she normally did, pretended to be her mom. "Hi, This is Mira Wright's mother Kathy, I'm calling in because she was feeling very sick toda-"

  "HONEY, GET BACK TO BED, MY COCK WONT SUCK ITSELF!" Lucas screamed, as Mira's eye just twitched slightly before she continued the rest of the call, apologizing for her 'husbands' inappropriate language. Walking into the living room she saw  him on the couch relaxing as he smiled at her. "Kathy, you gonna blow me now?"

  "Know what, I hate you, your an asshole, pervert, stalker and... Not to mention a fucking demon! So you can either get the hell out of this house or be quiet and nice." She said in the most scary and cheerful happy tone he had heard in his existence. "That okay? And don't show yourself to anyone in my family especially my brother, because he will beat you to a pulp."

  "What if I'm invisible to every one except you when I wanna be? Hmm?? Also you have to give me food, because shit man, I have to eat something to survive, preferably pussy but I'm not gonna get that until your legal." Glaring at her with a smirk, this sparked something weird in him, hatred? Sure.