Chapter 6

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Rayne's POV:

I woke warm and comfortable which was extremely unusual for me. I felt around my bed-wait- bed? Since when did I have a bed? Sitting up a bit I saw Sata-I mean Dexter dead asleep. Huh I wonder what time it is? I peeked up at the small window near the ceiling of the basement and because of the light I could tell that it was about six o'clock in the morning or so. Ah that's why he is still asleep.

I wonder if my father will allow me to go school today or at least let me outside for a bit. As soon as this thought passed my father slammed the door open and came stomping down the stairs drunk as all hell.

"GET THE FUCK UP YOU SHITHEAD! YOU ARE GOING TO SCHOOL TODAY SO DON-wait when was there a bed there?"

His shouting woke Dexter up almost immediately and he sat up looking at my father like he was about to kill him.

"E-eh it was-s always he-re. I guess y-you just didn't noti-ice. Hehehe."

I rubbed the back of my head not thinking that he was going to believe me for a second but I guess he was too drunk (and maybe even a bit high) to remember if it was there or not cause he just yelled at me to hurry up or I was going to be late and he didn't want another call from the school for too many absences.

Once he left I let out a breath that I was holding and started to get up and walk over to my bag of clothes so that I could get ready when a strong, firm hand grabbed shoulder. I shivered under his touch and unconsciously leaned into his warmth. When I realized this I quickly jumped away and apologized for my action of leaning into him.

A bright and warm smile crossed his face and it felt like my soul was relaxing and melting. I didn't know why I felt so calm near him. Do I like him? Nah I cant like someone who I just met.

"We are connected by blood and soul. That is why you feel attraction to me and why you feel so relaxed around me."

I sputtered and blushed ferociously, I forgot that he could read my mind. How exactly can he do that? Is it some sort of 'demonic power' or is it because he is Satan?

"Well my little one, almost all high level demons can read minds or at least get the feelings of other people. But only I can fully read your mind and project my own voice into your head. And that is because one: I am Satan and two: I am, as I said before, connected to you."

I nodded, fully understanding what he was explaining. I mean I did bring him to me by using my blood so it would make sense that we would be connected so closely.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?! GET TO SCHOOL YOU FAGGOT!!"

Jumping up in shock I quickly got dressed in a simple worn out hoodie and the smallest jeans I could find, yet they still sagged quite a bit. I found a shoelace and used it as a belt even though it looked shabby. After stumbling around trying to put my shoes without face planting the floor I looked at Dexter.

"A-are you going to co-come to school with m-me? I mean no one can see you, r-right? S-so it would be okay if y-you came."

He chuckled and walked over to me, more like strutted like my god those shoulders of his are so broad and they look so strong. Being lost in thinking about his shoulders caused me not to notice how close he was until I felt is warm breath on my face. When I looked up he was mere inches from me and he had a homey smile on his face.

"Well of course I am going to school with you my little one. I would never leave you alone not even if you ask me to."

I blushed and just nodded and scurried upstairs without looked behind me. How could I when he was saying such things? Like I mean how cute was that?! And he keeps calling me "his little one" and if that doesn't make you not able to think then you are definitely not a hopeless romantic like me.

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