The Devils Angel

Chapter Six

"Some past haunts us to no end, some past held the truth and make amends.. but some past just are better buried and forgoten. However, they will still make a way to crept to our future."

Christopher

When she closed her eyes after saying my name and went back to her slumber. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding back. I placed her hand that was holding my cheek carefully back at her side. Her breathing was soft and calm. My hands are still shaking so I clenched it hard to my side and walked back outside where Thomas was. He saw me and nodded. I walked out of the hospital and just walked. My mind is in a scramble and I hate it. I've always been smart, I know what I want and I do what I want. But everything went out of the window when my eyes landed on her again, even if she was just lying there unconscious. I felt numb all over. It's like a slap to my face. The demons are back and they want blood, I want blood. But for now I need answers. A whole lot of them. I took my phone and then a few minutes later, Thomas was infront of me. He gave me the file I needed. It was about fucking Topher... or should I say Keith.

We sat at a cafe, Thomas is eyeing the waitress with lustful interest while I read through the files. He really took what's mine. From my life....to Ella! Fucking bastard. I will kill him, I will have so much fun taking his worthless life. The waitress bats her eyelashes at me as she bit her lips.

"Call me if you need anything.. " she purred at me. Thomas was grinning like an idiot now. Hormonal teens..

"Thank You." I gave her a small smile. She winked at me and went away. I took the cup of tea and sipped it. Thomas was rubbing his palms to his pants.

"Relax lover boy..." I pointed out while reading the information on the paper.

He chuckled. "She's so pretty! And she looked so delicious. I bet her skin is as soft as that blonde bitch we had.." Thomas sighed dreamily.

"I'll let you have your fun now. Give me the keys to your apartment. Go somewhere else." I ordered. He gave me his keys and nodded.

"I won't let you down. I promise!"

I just nodded my head and took another sip from my tea. An hour later I drove to Thomas's apartment. I opened The door and my face scrunched up in disgust. Thomas has no organization at all. He had been here for a week and his place looked like a hobos place. Clothes and trash filled the floors and th furnitures. Sighing sadly, I went to the guestroom. The only place untouched and clean. Thank the Devils. I went there and placed my suitcase on the bed. Took a shower and changed into a more comfortable outfit. I went out to take a bottle of water. When out of the corner of my eye I saw someone.

My feet dragged me to the huge window opposite to where Ella's apartment was.

I saw a movement. And I know for a fact who it was. His hair, still the platinum blonde. His built changed, his stance.. he looked more confident than the stupid teenage boy he was before. He is holding a bag and talking to his Bluetooth speaker attached to his ears. He suddenly turned towards the window and then our eyes met.

His brows furrowed as he tried to get a better look at me. I gave him a chilly smile. His eyes widens like saucers and he dropped the bag. There was no other word to describe the glint that shone on his eyes. He was scared of him. Oh he should be. He should be.
I opened the window and walked out of the patio. He did the same. My smile never faltered, he composed himself. I shove my hands into my pockets and cocked my head to the side. While I saw him visibly gulped. Sweat formed in his forehead and he paled.