Chapter 16:
Blain's POV:
"The dick Mr. Avery sent to China is back." Adrian says, holding up a penguin sculpture he just made. I wipe the clay off of my brow and frown, by that he meant Dayja, right? I sigh in annoyance.
"I was having such a great time too, you know, without having to deal with douche canoes like him." I grumble, putting my hands back on the sculpture of Stephen; it's his head.
"How's Nameo? I heard from Lucifer he's back." Adrian strokes his penguin sculpture's head tenderly before setting it back down and smoothing out its feet. I chuckle and he gives me a weird look before grinning goofily.
"I have a certain question though, Lucifer?" I mumble, adding texture to my Stephen sculpture. Adrian pales for a moment before poking the pupils of his penguin's eyes.
"He is my boyfriend... I guess. Its kind of complicated, I mean he is Satan, he said that we were lovers but I still feel a bit... Ya know." I nod in understanding.
"I see, to answer your question, Nameo is doing good. Hes a bit skittish and jumpy, he is expecting some kind of knife or arrow to pop out of nowhere and stab him in the back." I smooth out sculpture Stephen's chin and smile as I finish him off. He looks really great, one thing about being the marked on is I am more steady and better with my hands. Stephen agrees with that, just a little note to add. ;)
"Tell him Adrian says hola." Adrian smiles, eyes brightening as he looks up. I look behind me to see some sexy shit leaning against the wall right beside the wall. I look back at Adrian questioningly, he stands up and pats my shoulder. "Tell Mr. Avery he has to send more dicks to China when you get in his class. I've got a hunk to get to." He skips over to the hot guy, which I am guessing is Lucifer, I'm still baffled. I watch as Lucifer takes Adrian into his arms and they kiss and might I say very passionately. Once they separate, Lucifer's arm finds it's way around Adrian's waist and they exit the room, leaving some dumfounded faces in the room. mine included.
"Blain!" I turn around at the sound of a voice. Zane's best friend, Shawn comes over to me with a not so happy look. I stand still and wait for him. Once he does get to me, the first thing that comes out of his mouth is: "Forrest wants to meet Serphinus." He mumbles.
"Seraphinus? Why?" I ask curiously. Shawn gives me a cranky look.
"He says they somehow know each other, its a pack thing." Shawn grumbles, scratching his arm. I shrug my backpack on and nod.
"Sure, come over later or something. I'll tell him to be expecting visitors." I mumur. Shawn smiles.
"Thanks Blain, see ya." He grabs my hand and I feel something cold. He then moves away and hurries off. I look at the little smiley face made out of ice in my hand and I smile.
"Thanks!" I call as it begins to melt. Shawn turns and waves quickly before disappearing around a corner. I yawn and head on home.
When I get home Seraph is with Salem making ghoulash. I walk over to him and he turns to look at me, stoic as ever. "Welcome home, Blain." He mumurs. Salem nods in greetings as he steels a piece of hotdog and runs out of the kitchen. Seraph glares after him before sighing.
"Someone is coming over to visit, they want to see you." Seraphinus looks at me, eyes unreadable. He then turns away, I can see his jaw clenching.
"Who is it?" He asks. I open my mouth, when suddenly I hear a loud knock on the door.
"I'll get it!" Salem shouts. I hear the sound of him running to the door before I hear the door open.
"Forrest," Seraph sighs and goes back to making the ghoulash. Salem comes into the kitchen with a tired look.
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