Midnight CEO

33.

"Ebony?" Jake yelled as I ran towards him in the human world. "What on earth are you doing here? Woah, what is with those eyes?" He said, raising his eyebrow and looking at me with complete wonder.

"Where is Carter?" I yelled, looking around the dark streets of the city.

"He's gone after Leon," he said, pointing down the street. "Eb, what is going on?" He looked bewildered.

"We think she might have a bit of wolf in her," Henry said next to me.

"You're pregnant?" He yelled, shocked.

"What? No," I hit him in the arm. "Henry thinks I'm a wolf, as in my parents are wolves."

"See, that's where your damn aggression comes from. I always said you were a biter," he ducked as I swung at him.

"Shut up," I said, pushing him sideways. "I have to find Carter. Look out!" I yelled as a few vampires charged at us from the darkness. Henry and Jake stopped them instantly as they punched straight through their chest cavity.

"Ewww," I said, turning away from the bloody dark mess splattered on me.

"Really?" Jake said, laughing. "Your such a girl."

"Ditto," I said, flipping him off.

"Hey, just cos a guy likes to blow dry his hair and moisturize his dead skin doesn't mean he's feminine."

"No, but you use fake tan and wax down there." I pointed to his groin.

"HEY! I shared that with you in confidence, and there is nothing wrong with a bit of manscaping down there every once in a while, and I look fucken magnificent naked as you are well aware," he said with complete sass right back at me.

"You, what down there?" Henry said, confused.

"Nothing," Jake snapped. "I manscape, ok?" He said, pointing to his crouch.

"You have less hair than me down there," I laughed.

"Well, that says more about you than it does about me," he said, sarcastically shaking his finger at me.

"It really doesn't," I laughed.

"Wait, you cut your hair down there?" Henry said, even more confused.

"Can we change the subject, please?" Jake said, crossing his arms over his broad chest and tapping his foot on the ground.

"Yes, please, let's change the subject. I don't want to think about Jake naked anymore," Henry said, shaking his head.

"Excuse me, and the phrase should be,  I don't want to think about Jake being awesomely naked and huge and..."

"ENOUGH," Henry begged him, cutting him off.

"And thick and juicy...." Jake continued without even acknowledging Henry begging him. "Oh, and also ....."

"JAKE!" Henry yelled, hitting his arm hard.

"Why is every bastard hitting me today?" He yelled, fixing his long blonde hair.

"Because it's fun," I said, walking past him and hitting him again.

"See, that's just mean," he grumbled as he walked behind me. "I have feelings, too, you know."

"No, you don't."

"Oh my god, what did you have for breakfast today? Scrambled bitch on toast?" Jake muttered behind me. "Fuck"

"It's been a long day," Henry said calmly.