Chapter 14

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I decided to sleep as I waited for my father and Maria to return while Finny stayed awake to watch for trouble. I dreamed of darkness consuming everything. The dream changed to my mother and father and Maria, all pointing guns at me. They all shot.

I awoke with a start before the bullets hit me, then gasped in pain as it returned to my wings. Finny looked over at me worriedly, and was about to move toward me. I shook my head. There was nothing he could do.

I stretched my wings. My once angelic wing was nearly pitch black like my demonic one. The shape was still changing. I didn't have much time left. I didn't know how to nurture my angelic half on my own. I was the only one of my kind that I knew of. Not many demons decide they want to marry an angel, and if they do, one gene usually dominates the other. That's why I'm such a rare creature.

I frowned at the sight of my once beautiful wings. Dad really needed to hurry. I had no way of knowing how much time I had left before I became a demon forever.

There was a knock on the door. Finny sprang up to answer it, and I folded my wings back into hiding a little too quickly. I winced while Finny wasn't looking, then turned my back to the wall to help hide my wings better.

Before Finny could get to the door, it burst open, startling me and Finny. The reaper known as Grell strutted through the open door.

"Bassy!" he called, looking around the room. His gaze paused momentarily at Finny, then fell on me.

"Where's your daddy?" Grell asked, trying to be sweet but sounding like a dying puppy.

"Not here," I replied, crossing my arms.

Grell huffed, then stormed over to the side of my bed, grabbed the collar of my dress, and lifted me, my eyes level with his.

"Look Missy," he shouted angrily. "You tell me where my Bassy is or you'll have a hole in you!"

"It wouldn't be the first time..." I muttered.

Outraged, Grell shook me, and I groaned in pain as my wings were rattled. Finny was at Grell's side in an instant.

"Put her down!" he screamed at Grell.

Grell shrugged and let go of my dress, letting me fall to the floor. He kicked me in the stomach, then headed for the door. "Tell Bassy I was here, and that I want to see him soon."

"Yeah," I replied, pushing myself up from the floor. "I'll tell him as soon as you admit you're a man."

Grell gasped, spinning to face me. "You take that back!"

I grabbed the bed and pulled myself up. Shaking my head to Grell, I let Finny gently force me to sit on the bed. "And wait until he finds out what you just did to me. Of course, knowing my dad, he's probably on his way to check on me right now."

Grell, looking panicked, stepped back and out of the room. "He'll just think you're a couple of liars." Grell said.

"I'm part angel," I countered. "I can't lie."

Grell turned to run from the room, but something made him stop before he could even get moving.

"What exactly happened, Grell?" I heard my father ask from the hallway.

"Bassy!" Grell squealed, latching onto my father. Dad sighed and walked into the room and opened the window, from where he easily broke free from Grell's death grip and threw him out the window. I cheered as Dad closed the window, then looked over at me, smiling.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Dad asked, walking toward me.

Finny opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off. "Yeah, I'm fine." I said, but the lie was obvious. The pain in my voice was as clear as day.

My dad sat on the bed next to me, and the shift in the mattress made me hold my stomach.

Dad frowned. "I'll have Maria check on you once she gets back."

"She isn't with you?" I asked, suddenly worried.

"I felt there was something wrong, and told her I was going ahead to make sure you were alright. She said she'd be right behind me."

I nodded. Dad's fatherly instincts had grown in the two years we were apart. He could sense my presence and if I was in danger. I leaned over and hugged him, despite my stomach and wings protests. "Thanks for caring, Dad."

I couldn't see his face, but it felt like he tensed a little. "Why would I not?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. It felt like we grew distant after Mom was killed. And once you left, I thought you might just go ahead and forget about me."

"I think we did become distant, but that was only because of how close you were to your mother," he said, hugging me back. "I never forgot about you. You're the reason I keep living."

I smiled. Dad and my friends were the reasons Mom had convinced me to keep living. She was right. They needed me, just like I need them.

Pulling back, Dad said, "I better go look for Maria. Who knows where she is."

"Okay." And with that, Dad left.

Finny approached me. He looked concerned, but also like he knew I was going to be fine.

"Finny, promise me something."

He looked at me, his face turning serious. "What?"

"If I go full demon, never come near me again."

Finny's mouth fell open to the ground. "What?! How can you tell me to promise you that? I.... care about you."

"And I care about you, too." I said, trying to explain. "Most demons don't have any emotions. I might become some emotionless zombie and hurt you if you approach. I don't want to do that. And I don't want you to see me in a true form that I won't know how to control."

"But..."

"Finny, this is because I care about you. I don't want to hurt you."

Finny stared at me. He was filled with sadness. I hated seeing it, but I had to. He sat next to me on the bed ad hugged me. I turned to hug him back, and felt his lips on mine for an instant, before he pulled away.

"Okay," he said. "Only if you promise that you won't go full demon."

I blinked, not knowing what to do. He'd kissed me, even if only for a quick second. He was blushing slightly, and trying to act like nothing had happened. I smiled at him, then followed his lead, playing dumb. We could talk about it later. "I can only promise you that I will put it off for as long as I can. My only chance is to find either Mom or another angel. The only problem is, Dad and I already searched this entire city for anyone who might be an angel, but couldn't find anyone. My ability to sense other angels is gone, so I can't help find Mom's body or another angel to help me."

"Don't worry. I'm sure we'll find someone who can help you," Finny said. "We have to."

I leaned into him, careful of my wings. I spread them open wide, and we sat together just like that, enjoying the sunlight, and each others' company.

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