(A/N)- This be the last chapter of the weekend. My goal is to update every day of the weekend, so yeah. Pretty sure it gets mature in this chapter so if you aren't comfortable with it, stop reading at the ⚠️ and go to the end of the chapter an read the filler. Please comment! Please enjoy! Vote if you want, don't really care, just PLEASE ENJOY! Okay, I'm done being crazy. Thankies.
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Chapter 3
Chaos POV (kind of)"Dinner time!!" The dinner bell rings loudly and shrilly. I look at Calypso.
"Sorry hun, I got to eat, maybe describe how you look now." I wave to Calypso. Too bad I'm not allowed to draw, I'd rather do that than write.
I don't look normal, not like a regular demon or demigod or angel or even like the fallen angels. I'm feared because of how I look.
I have white hair, streaks of black that is said to be from use of dark magic. My face is hollow, and when I don't eat, I look almost undead, although I've been told I look like a child or like a doll, probably not as beautiful as God though. I have retractable fangs, two at the top, four on the bottom.
I'm only 4'6, very short for someone that has been alive for a millennia, but my pale, ethereal looking skin does help me blend in with the Angels who get their skin bleached in the name of God or some shit. Now unlike the silver and gold eyes of angels or red eyes of demons, my eyes shouldn't even be classified as beautiful or unique. In light, they tend to look fairly normal, purple to pink. If it's dark, my pupils will turn white and my eye ball will turn black, my iris usually takes a deep purple unlike light lilac. If I don't take my pills, my pupils turn white and my one eyes turns light crystal blue while the other turns a neon green. If I become dangerous, like if I don't have my rings or take my pills, my irises turn red, the outside turns black, and the pupils turn silver, only occasionally if I'm fairly sane during this time will my irises turn black.
So there is a description of my horrid self, but it's almost 8:00, so I'll just be a little insane and take you with me in my mind.
I close my journal and hop off my bed, exiting the bedroom. My feet pad softly on the floor as I walk downstairs to the dining room. Everyone stares at me as I sit down in my seat, counting down the minutes until God would get me.
"Why hello Chaos. So glad you could join us." A bitchy girl says to me.
"Hi."
"Aye, remember what the guards would call you. Son of sky and dirt, daughter of darkness and light, ruler of all things." The girls laugh, snorting at my supposed divine nature.
"Okay girls, stop making fun of her." I thank the headmistress in my head.
"Really? Stop making fun of God's whore? She's a little slut." I lay my head on my arms, listening to their jeers. Everyone goes silent when doorbell rings.
I raise my head to see the headmistress open the door. Everyone bows to God, I only dip my head slightly before running up to her. "She do anything today?"
"Other than be in the room with Calypso, nothing of note."
"You haven't been playing with Calypso have you?" God lifts my head so I can stare into her eyes.
"No, I wanna play with you though."
"Thank you headmistress." God picks me up, I kiss her neck as we walk away.
"Wish I didn't have to go there."
"I'm sorry my love, it's not like anyone else would watch you, and no I don't say that to be mean, it's just, you're so important and special, some people can't take the responsibility." More like everyone is afraid of me.
⚠️ALERT! VERY SMEXY SHIT AHEAD BEWARE⚠️
"I'm happy you can." I nip her earlobe, we had only gotten to the sidewalk before I start sucking her neck.
"Mm, are you giving me a hickey?" I giggle and bite lightly earning a shudder and small yelp from God. She turns me to face her, connecting our lips.
I can feel the eyes of the girls as they watch through the window.
God licks my bottom lip, making me open my mouth to allow her slick tongue to explore my mouth. She pulls my hair and I moan. I hear the small cracks of bone and a flap as God takes out her wings, flying us in the air so we can get to her house quicker.
She almost knocks down the door, throwing me on the bed and taking off her shirt.
"Get on your hands and knees, baby." I did as I was told, and she somehow ripped my pants off. "Shirt off." I took my shirt off as well, she kisses down my back. I always feel beautiful when she kissed me. "Baby, on your back." I flip around onto my back and she puts a blindfold on my eyes. I hear the clicks of handcuffs then the cold metal was placed on my wrists and ankles.
Pretty sure you know what happens next.
⚠️For those who skipped, basically they did the dirty, God took their wings out, and they went home.⚠️
(A/N/N)- Too lazy to make sure it's okay, any flaws or something doesn't make sense tell meh!!! Okay, bai now.
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