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chapter 16

This is a flashback
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"Alright dude." Brandon patted Jace's shoulder gently pushing him forward. "There she is. Julie Lockwood. the only sister of Andrew James Lockwood and the weakest of all the cannibals."

Jace nodded and walked up to Julie who was laughing girlishly with a friend of hers. Feeling the gaze of Jace, she turned around, flipping her black locks over her naked shoulders and looking at him with an innocent almost flirty smile.

"May I invite you for a drink?" He offered. Julie shook her head, "I actually have a friend with me," she pointed to the blonde standing next to her, then leaned closer, a hand covering her mouth and whispered, "I'd love to though."

"What a coincidence!" Jace smiled in a whisper," I have company too. He may take care of your friend as he may have gotten lonely by now."

He smiled and she grinned with excitement before calling for Brandon who didn't stop complaining at how much he disliked blond hair.

"Take this, get her drunk." Jace gave him a bottle of Vodka. "She seems unused to drinking so it'll do the work fair and square."

"I swear if you don't get answers from Julie in one hour I'll shove this bottle in your ass." He threatened holding the bottle up then making his way to the girl, with the fakest smile anyone has ever seen.

"So, Jace," Julie said taking a seat in a dark corner of the bar and away from all the noise, "what are you?"

"That's rude, my lady," he laughed mysteriously making her curiosity increase.

"Are you Satan? One of the fallens?"

Jace took a sip from his glass and looked up at her, "satan is a loser and he's my bitch."

"Oh, interesting," Julie said in an impressed way and he glanced in his friend's direction. Brandon was definitely not having fun.

His head was turning in every direction, desperately looking for a miracle to transport him somewhere else as Julie's friend held her glass up in the air and swung her hips against Brandon's body all the way down to the floor.

The look on his face was priceless. A funny mixture of disgust, tiredness, and anger.

"I feel sorry for your friend," Julie said noticing the grin on Jace's face as he watched them dance.

"Yep, he totally hates night clubs and shit."

"It won't be long until she falls on the ground unconscious though," she remarked drinking her glass in one take, "this is what happens every time we go partying. Damn this burns!" She remarked feeling the liquid in her throat.

"Is there something, in particular, you're partying for?" Jace asked remembering why he's here and trying not to get drifted away from his mission.

He knew by the lustful looks she had been giving him that she was drunk, that was his chance.

"Actually, yes." She ordered another bottle and continued, "Andrew, I mean my brother, has killed three demons and locked two oth- ooh thank you!" She stopped when the waiter arrived with the drinks.

He poured some for her in the hope of getting her drunker than what she was right now.

"Your brother has killed three demons and locked two?" He asked and she nodded, standing up and sitting on his lap with a huge grin on her face.

"You know?" she wrapped her chubby arms around his neck, "I've never been approached by a guy, it's my mum who always been telling me to stay away from what I don't know because I definitely do not know and I'm not ready for the consequences of being in love."

Jace took her hands off of him, gently placing them on her thighs, "she's definitely right, love is not something to be messed with."

"Why are you pushing me away?" She pouted and he laughed, "because I'm not here to take advantage of a vulnerable drunk girl."

"Then why did you invite me for a drink?"

That was when Brandon walked to them, Evelyne thrown over his shoulder asleep. He lied her on the lounge. "It took her three bottles."

He sat across from them waiting for Jace to push Julie off of him so they can hit the road and take over the Cannibals.

"I need to talk with Brandon, Julie." He said putting her down next to Evelyne as if she was a baby and he had to babysit her.

"What did you get?" Brandon asked impatiently and Jace nodded, "your theory is right, Andrew was the one who killed Mrs. Anderson."

It wasn't surprising. He knew it from the start. Andrew James Lockwood was the one who raped Brandon Anderson's mother. And the finishing touch was chopping her head off and leaving it in the back door of their house as a gift.

They walked back to the table and Julie, being in her drunken state, jumped on Jace attacking his mouth with a million of painful kisses.

Brandon had his hand on his forehead and elbows on his knees, staring blankly at the ground when his enemy's sister turned to him.

"What are you thinking of?"

He looked up, millions of ideas running through his hair. And he decided to take revenge.

"About you," he said with an evil smile that was mistaken to be the sweetest. "I was thinking about what you would look like having your first orgasm."

Jace's eyes widened, silently telling his best friend to stop what he's planning but Brandon didn't care as he dragged Julie to room ninety-four, having one and only thing on his mind.

Revenge.

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Alright before you start screaming at me, I know Julie has nothing to do with this and that it was her brother's fault but if you hurt one member of the family, the whole family will get hurt, am I right?

Yes, I am.

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