Perfect scars

Chapter Thirteen.

Cold silence. Nothing was happening and all i can think about is the demons i should be killing. It was almost time for me to get going so I changed into more appropriate clothing, black jeans, heals and a leather jacket. I walked to my bag and grabbed a five-seven pistol and five knives which I slid in various places around me.

I walked to the door and it was starting to get dark and I smiled at the star lit sky above. I heard a door open and watched Oliver step out the same time that I did he smiled and walked closer wearing black jeans and a shirt. He looked good. "Since we are doing the same thing wanna have fun?" He asked running his hand through his perfect hair I rolled my eyes and smiled "why not" we walked to a club that was close by and a group of people stood outside waiting to get in rider went to stand at the back I grabbed his hand and walked to the front the bouncer stopped us "sorry guys you need to go to the back of the que" he said I smiled and let my eyes go red and said "no we don't" he nodded and repeated "no you don't" he opened the rope and let us in "huh?" I heard him say I smiled "that's handy" he laughed I nodded "you have no idea" I said walking towards the crowds of people I saw multiple girls turn their attention to Oliver next to me so, without thinking I slipped my hand into his and pulled him to the bar I felt their evil glares burning into me.

I love it.

"Let's get a drink!" I said bitterly he nodded and ordered us two drinks. I felt a warmth run though me as he smiled at me looking away I shook it off quickly. As a girl came up in between us and basically kicked me out of the way. I felt a surge of rage run through me as if someone flipped a switch Oliver looked at me worried. I gave him a glance and grabbed my drink and walked off I downed the drink quickly and walked to the bathroom I felt loads of girls giving me glares. They can have him.

I found the bathroom and walked in a group of girls followed me "did you see that hot guy come in" they all nodded and giggled "did you see that whore on his arm! Bet I can get him by the end of the night!" She said I stood there and smiled "I'm sorry but I doubt that" I said making them all turn around and look at me "look she's in all black" "why are her eyes purple" "why's her hair white" they all said criticizing me I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"First, there violet, second its platinum and third it's so you can't see blood on them" they all laughed as if I was joking. Confusion spread on my face for a second. One of the girls came up to me and pushed me back with one finger, granted it made me fall onto my back foot but nothing more "look how pathetic she is" she laughed "fight me you freak" she said pushing me again with both hands. I shook my head. She just seemed more determined

I laughed "you don't want to fight me" I said calmly through gritted teeth trying to not hit her "oh and why's that?" She asked cockily and raised a hand slapping me across the face. I tended my jaw trying to calm myself. "because no one lives after it" I said calmly and she rolled her eyes. "You don't want to seem me angry freak" she yelled.

"I've eaten scarier things than you" I said opening my eyes knowing they were red "but you're not my choice for tonight" I smirked at her and watched as her cocky smile adulterer and then dropped "freak!" she shouted and hit me again i tried to walk by her but she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me back. No more. I twirled pulling her hand off me and  I pulled a knife out and grabbed her hair and held the blade to her throat "wait wait wait wait" she screamed "scar stop!"

I heard Oliver's voice the old nickname making me wince as felt a hand on mine I looked up and he took the knife from me I snatched my hand away. She ran behind him and held on to him which aggravated me. I snatched the knife back slid it into my pocket and pushed him "stop trying to control me!" He shook his head as I shouted. "I'm not" he said back I shook my head and walked out smacking my shoulder into him, once again he was right behind me following me I walked into the street.

"Why did you try to kill her" he asked catching my wrist "because she pissed me off" I shouted back without hesitation.

"You can't just kill a girl because she pissed you off" he shouted back. "You can't just come back in to my life and try to control it" I yelled back as I rolled my eyes and turned to walk away, however I felt a large fire burn inside me... I paused a demon. A strong one.

I looked at Oliver and he's looked at me with worry. I smiled and pulled a knife out "wait scar that's not a small demon!" He said running to me. I listened until I found the person I was looking for.

A tall man with black hair walked down the street in the center of the road, no cars were out this late but it was still a controlled walk he knew a car wouldn't stop him anyway.

He wore a well fitted suit which was clearly made for him. Him? Technically it's not a him?

I found myself just a couple of meters away from him/it. His eyes met mine and somehow, I think he was more scared of me. You see demons can sense other demons and they can sense hunters however technically I am both.

I heard a hiss and suddenly felt a knife plunge into my side I got distracted by his face I didn't see his wrist flick. I didn't flinch or react I simply looked up at the demon and slid my fingers around the knife pulling it out and throwing it back at demonic speed.

It sliced through the air and plunged in to his leg I threw my other knives straight at him each hitting in a different area...

His chest

His right leg

His stomach

His left arm

His right arm

Finally, he dropped to the floor and I smiled holding my gun behind my back as I walked up to him, I pulled it out and held it against his head one foot standing on the top of his chest next to the knife that stuck out of it.

"Who gave you the body" I spat. A twisted smile just contorted across its face. Fine no talking. Loud bangs rang through the night and the body stilled on the cold concrete.

I turned to look at Oliver who stared at me as confusion spread across his face.

I smile slightly, I thought I enjoyed killing but for some reason I find it less enjoyable when he's watching...

"Scar what did you do to yourself" he said slowly as if disappointed in me. Are you kidding I was unstoppable!

He's the one who said I would never be strong, that I was too weak and emotional to be able to kill all I'm doing is proving him wrong! He may of thought I was weak but that's not true I'm not.

I gave him a confused look and shook my head walking back he grabbed my wrist as I walked past him pulling me to face him.

He didn't speak but looked at me, his eyes searched mine for something, something to hold on to. To prove that I was still here.

"She's not there." I said coldly he shook his head at me "you're wrong I know you still care" he said calmly as if my words wouldn't faze him. I shook my head I know he's right but I will build walls high around that girl, the old me...

She may still be in me but I will do everything to keep her buried away from everyone and everything. She's not coming back.

The walk back to the room was quite, quick and awkward.

I opened the door and stepped inside the motel room without saying a word to Oliver. I walked to the bed and sat at the end of it pushing my shoes off with my feet and pulling my knees up to my chest and hugging them.

I sat in silence taking in the night's events and replaying what happened through my head. I know nothing interesting happened but I like to think about it, it brings me comfort I can't explain it!

I remember that I have school tomorrow, wow that feels weird, although it's just moving in it's still weird to think that I must go to school, it's almost been nine months since I went. To think that I can kill people but not face a crowd of people my own age is weird.

I find my eyes are heavy and I push myself into the warmth of my bed and fall into a dark sleep.