Shadow Kissed

Deamon

She got arrested?  I smirk. Mabey she's not as innocent as I thought. What black car was she talking about. I walk through the hallway and a football player slammed into me. I clench my fist and bring it back.

"Sorry man, my ex is about to beat my ass." I slam my fist into the locker.

"It's fine man, who's your ex?" He ducks his head.

"Felisha." I laugh.

"How about this, I'll tell her you went one way but you did the opposite, only you owe me in the future. Yes?"

He nodded and fist bumped me.

"Thanks man." I laugh,

"No problem." He scurried off down the hall .

I turn around and head in the opposite direction, back the way I came. As I turned the corner. Felisha came into view.

"Hey Dea long time, nice to see you looking sexy as ever." I roll my eyes.

"Hoe." I mutter.

"So have you seen a Prince Charming looking guy come through here?" I blanked my features.

"Depends on why your asking?" She grabs my arm and digs her nails into my arm. I jut my jaw to to keep from releasing a growl.

"No, I haven't now can you please remove your claws from my arm. If my girlfriend saw these she'll rip my nuts off." Her eyes flashed.

She smiled a not so nice smile.

"Who's your girlfriend?" I talk through my mind to my mate.

"What's your name?" She answers,

"Stellaluna." The name suited her.

"Her name is Stellaluna." She frowns.

"Whats her last name?" I smirk.

"Nunya." She raises her eyebrows.

"Nunya?" I laugh she actually fell for it.

"Nunya business." Her look went from puzzled to a pissed off bitch.

"Fuck off Dea, you still love me and you know it." I raise my eyebrows.

"Your right, I was in love with a girl once, then she turned out to be a bitch, a whore, and plain out mean. Nobody deserves the treatment you give. Her eyes      narrowed.

"Your girlfriend better watch herself, because this kitty isn't so nice." She walked away hands clenched.

I flip the switch and start talking to Stellaluna.

"Hey,Lulu." I hear her laugh in my mind.

"Hey,Wolfie." I chuckle. A kid looks at me weird, I glare and he scurries off.

"Where are you?" I hear silence. Then in a faint whisper,

"At a funeral. My families funeral." I felt a cold feeling. She was crying and it was my fault.

"It's not your  fault. That car is going to pay, not just in medical and car damage. They're going to lose what they took from me, lives. All of them."

"You should say that in your eulogy. But be careful, don't get arrested, I will find you. I promise."

"Okay. I have to speak now."

"Okay, I'll listen."