Better Angels

Chapter Eleven (Part One) Memories

Chapter 11

Hey guys!!!!!! Alright so I’m gonna finish up the flashback from the last chapter so that you can get to know Victoria better. BTW it’ll switch from Victoria’s POV (I) to Sebastian’s.

Also if you guys could check out the video on the side that would be great. It tells most of Victoria and Sebastian's.

I know that you are probably confused with me rambling on about destiny and true love and soulmates, but I promise that you will get to find out eventually, and Victoria and Will’s situation will be elaborated on in the Prequel that I’m writing!! And FYI some of the scenes that I write are property of Cassandra Clare and McElderly Books. Thanks for being awesome and sticking with me. :) So comment and tell me what you think. :)

I ran up Aline’s stairs as fast as I could eager to get the blood out of my hair, which had already begun to stiffen. She’d said second door on the right and that’s exactly where I headed. I entered what seemed to be a home away from home. Everything was Oriental styled from the bed to the paintings. The bedding was black and red with delicate little pink orchids on the white squares. I quickly stripped my weapons off my person and tossed them on the floor before heading to the door that attached my room to the bathroom I was sharing with someone named Sebastian. I turned the handle and pushed the door inward meeting a shirtless teenage boy. I let out a quick yelp when his eyes met mine. He seemed just as startled as I was up until then I’d forgotten that I was covered in blood.

“I am so sorry,” I said taking a few steps back into the doorway.

“It’s alright,” he replied lazily turning to face me without putting his shirt back on. Don’t get me wrong he was gorgeous; sculpted like most Shadowhunters with runes decorating his chest. He was every girl’s definition of tall dark and handsome; his pale skin was offset by his black eyes and black hair, which did not appear to suit him very well. However, there was just something about him that made my skin crawl, but I couldn’t tell what it was. I quickly turned my probably startled expression into a smiling face. He smiled right back as he slipped on a black v-neck t-shirt.

“You must be Sebastian,” I said quickly sticking out my hand for him to shake.

“Ah, yes,” he replied as he wiped his hands on a hand towel, “and you must be Miss Carstairs.” He took my hand in his and brought it to his lips planting a gentle kiss. I felt a shiver of revulsion pass through me, but managed to control it. What the hell is wrong with me?

“You’re not only handsome, but also gentlemanly,” I stated. Years of training as a “lady” and a professional liar allowed me not to show my real emotions. There was just something about him that I couldn’t identify that set me on edge. I felt as if I had to watch his every movement to make sure there wasn’t something devious behind it. Sebastian lowered his gaze to meet mine and I saw something flicker in them. Distrust? He knew I didn’t trust him, but how?

“You flatter me Miss Car-“he began.

“Please,” I smiled, “call me Victoria.”                                               

“Victoria.” The way he said my name sent chills up my spine; making me want to run and hide from his influence. I wanted to hide from his words that sounded sickly sweet and were supposed to make me trust him.  I wanted to flee from the words that sounded too much like mine. “I think you may have needed to use the shower?” He asked giving my body a quick onceover before pausing on my stomach. I raised an eyebrow at him. “You do realize that you’re bleeding pretty badly.”