➰Cecily (TMI FANFIC)➰

Pandemonium

Without any warning Zane grabbed my glowing arm, forcing me out of the library and up stairs. "Where the hell are you taking me? Who the hell is Magnus Bane? Why...."

"Why can't you just shut up?"

I made him stop as he glared with hatred,"Because you apparently want to help me figure out why the hell I glow like a freakin' flash light, and you're Zane," I jerked away from his touch,"You don't help anyone but yourself."

His jaw clenching as his voice growled,"You don't know a damn thing about me, got it? So, shut your god-damn mouth and go get changed."

With that he fled down the hallway to what was his bedroom, and only than did I realize that I was at my bedroom door. Slipping inside I rummaged through the clothes to come across a pair of leather shorts with padding inside and a v-neck satin shirt that left my arms exposed along with the bruises on my neck. Luckily when finished curling my hair, the bruises were hidden and I added kohl around my eyes to make my green eyes pop with color. Lacing up my combat boots, I slipped knives inside along with some tucked inside my belt.

Just when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror a knock came on the door, and I opened it to find none other than Zane. He was dressed in a pair of leather padded pants, combat boots, and a simple black V-neck exposing what looked to be freshly drawn marks.

His eyes narrowed, "Having too much skin exposed isn't safe."

I looked down at my shorts and snapped, "Well, you only said change. You never said what specifically. Plus you said so yourself, "I shoved past him closing the bedroom door as I shoved him out of the way to saunter down the hall, "It's hot out."

His footsteps came after me as he hissed, "You're going to get yourself killed if you wear that, now go change."

"I'm sorry, but I rather am fond of this outfit. So, stop ordering me around like some puppet because I don't take orders from you." I jutted out my chin making my point known to him. He needed to stop treating me like some child. I was just as trained as he was, maybe not against demon's, but in real combat with humans.

"Why do you have to be so stubborn? I'm trying to help you, now go....get....changed."

He was trying to stay as calm as possible, but I swore I could see steam billowing from his ears. Why is it that every time we're together, we make each other angry? Well, I have too much fun getting on his nerves. I stopped walking and folded my arms, "It's a very useful technique I've learned to get what I want, so I will not go get changed and you can't make me."

We stood there as we tested one another's weakness' seeing who would brake first. Apparently he wasn't as strong as I thought he was. He threw up his arms and growled, "Fine, but if you die I'm telling every one I tried to warn you."

"That's fine by me." And that's when I followed him down the stairs watching as his muscles were tense all over. He was still angry. Oh how he was giving me too much power over him and he didn't even know it. God this was too good.

"Zane, Cecily?" Zane stopped walking before I did making me slam into his back. He was like a freakin' brick wall! His head only turned slightly, glaring at me from the corner of his eyes which I returned with a glare of my own. Isabelle stood near the oak doors which was the entrance, but was now our exit. "What are you two doing all dressed up?"

I looked at Zane who sighed, "We were going out, Aunt Isabelle. Is that now considered a crime now too?

"It is depending on what you two intend to do on this trip out." She placed her hands on her hips.

"We are going out. Can't you just leave it at that?"

"I would, but knowing you Zane for eighteen years and considering your past I think knowing what my only nephew will be doing is a priority. "