+++ Daydreams +++

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Incubus' POV

I inhaled as deep as I could, the cold air filling my nostrils and turning me just as frigid inside as well. I looked back over my shoulder and saw the top of the cafe I had murdered at. I smiled pleasantly, like someone would at a rainbow after a full day of heavy rainfall.

Turning back around, I walked down the street until I knew that even my supernatural body couldn't take the autumn weather anymore. I needed to get another jacket. And it was an easier search than I thought. Fifteen minutes later, I strolled out of the open front door of a house, wearing a heavy trench coat - one like the one I used to own (until it got too small and too shabby for my taste). The best part about it, I thought in my head, a small smile playing at my lips, was how it bellowed behind me like a thick, black cape as I walked down the street, humming and thinking to myself. It was a weird and deranged thought, but I knew that...that killing, letting out anger and other darker emotions inside me during the fight, had relieved me and left me in a good mood. Even the cold weather that bit at my cheeks, nose and the tips of my ears, couldn't get to me. I turned up the collar of my new jacket anyway, not minding the instant warmth I felt from my body heat.

The sky had darkened to a royal blue, and the stars twinkled white and pale blue. The streetlights placed at intervals along both sides of the road I walked on, lit up. They cast their dull orange glow onto the leaf-littered pavement, pulling me out of my thoughts every so often as the wind blew the dead leaves, creating a scraping sound that filled my ears.

I was being sucked into my thoughts once more - after the wind calmed down a bit and stopped skittering the leaves everywhere - before I was pulled out of them again. I glanced up, looking for a leaf that floated just above the pavement, but instead found a set of heavy boots in my line of sight. Annoyed that an idiot human would have the audacity to approach me - a random stranger to their eyes - in the middle of an empty road, I looked up through my eyelashes, my eyes boiling with the irritation I felt.

"Been a long time." He said. I rolled my eyes and looked away, exasperated.

"Starlight." I said when I bought my gaze back to him. It still boiled with irritation. "Or are you over that...stupid, childish name?"

"Nope." He replied shortly and looked at me like he was surveying me. Maybe he was. It had been a long time. I guess he had forgotten how...'angsty' and 'goth' I really looked.

"Are you done checking me out?" I snapped. "What do you want? It has been a long time - so why would you want to see me all of a sudden?"

"Because..." He began slowly, still staring intently and thoughtfully at my face. "You need a haircut." He said abruptly, catching me off guard. I blinked at him in surprise and confusion, but he just smiled, showing his straight teeth.

"I..." I wanted to tell him to shut up and keep walking. But...

"You always let your goldilocks grow out. And then you whine when they get into your eyes and tickle your ears." He said, now looking at me with an endearing look in his eyes. I hated it.

"Shut up." I said and turned away from him. "I like my 'goldilocks' like that now."

"Oh. Well your blonde hair isn't getting any blonder is it?" He asked and chuckled. I began walking away but couldn't resist asking.

"What the hell does that even mean?" I turned around and looked at my old friend with malice and clear annoyance in my eyes. I saw him shrug, unbothered, and he kept looking at me the way a father did after his son ran a home run in his first junior-league baseball team. I growled and marched back to where he stood, smiling like an idiot. I raised a cold, stiff finger at him, gritting out my next words.

"I don't want you around. I don't want you talking to me. Not even about the way my hair looks." I almost yelled. I knew why I was pissed off, but at the same time, I didn't. "Just leave and don't ever show your face to me again. Not even in Hell."

"Incubus -"

"Don't say my name." I interrupted, my fury taking ahold of me.

"I want to talk. I want to be...to be..." He trailed off, unsure of his next words.

"To be what?" I snapped, glaring at him with my red eyes reflecting back at me from his. "I don't want you to be my anything! I don't even know why I'm as pissed off as I am right now, but honestly....I swear, if you don't get out of my sight - my town - or even this fücking 'dimensional plane' or whatever, I'll fücking freak out. I'll flip out. Like I did just a few hours ago. I'm sure you saw that, didn't you?"

"Incubus...please. Hear me out. I'm sorry. I don't even know what I did - but I'm sorry it hurt you." Starlight said, his voice soft. He was always soft. But I knew, that just like a rabid dog, he could bite but look sweet and endearing at the same time.

But I didn't want him around at all.

"No." I said curtly and turned away from him again, beginning to walk away with my head down and my angry thoughts to myself. My hands were clenched into tight fists inside the big pockets of my new jacket, making my fingers strain and hurt, and surely making fingernail markings on the insides my palms.

"Incubus!" I heard Starlight call from behind me. His voice was distant, tragic and mournful. "It's about Anna!"

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Oh crap! What do you think it's going be about Anna? And do you guys like that Starlight is back? (I sort of missed him - but idk if he's going to stay awhile◉︵◉)