the devil cries

the devil cries ■ chapter four

Last night's dinner was quite enjoyable since they told me all about themselves. It made me feel like I was actually welcomed there with them, because of the way they acted. And for once, I actually felt like I wasn't unlike them.

It was the next morning when Jophiel woke me up, saying that we were going to explore the Realm for the day.

"Kassandra, are you awake or what?" Jophiel asked, and I lazily sat up, rubbing my eyes and slapping my cheeks so I could wake myself up.

Jophiel, however, chuckled and held both of my wrists to stop me from slapping myself. She sat down on my bed, and then gently pulled her hands away from my wrists before placing them on both of my cheeks.

I was surprised at the coldness of her hands, which made me fully wake up. She grinned at me, and I found myself blinking rapidly.

"You're going to wake up, or I'm going to force you? You choose," she said, grinning at me in which I stood up abruptly and quickly went to my private bathroom.

I turned the shower on, and first wet my hair. As the water fell down on my skin, I thought about my life here.

Since last night, I never felt left out. The guys and Jophiel treated me like I was one of their kind. They treated me like they were with me for years, not just someone who barged in their Realm days ago.

I closed my eyes and rubbed my hair with shampoo that was surprisingly there. I put soap on my body and then rinsed, turning off the shower.

I waited for a few seconds before opening my eyes.

So many things are running through my head, but I don't think I can answer them all.

What if the other angels in this Realm find out that I'm not one of them?

What if the other angels in this Realm tries to get me and make me disappear from here?

What if there was an actual demon in this Realm, since it was divine and all?

I shook my head rapidly and wrapped myself in a towel. I went back to the bed area, realizing that I didn't have clothes here.

I searched around my room for Jophiel, but there were no signs of her around. Except for the freshly folded clothes on the bed with a note on top.

I picked the note up, and then red it.

K,

Here are your clothes. You'll find me out your door after you are finished. You can't make your hair look as magnificent as an angel's without a little magic, right?

- Jophiel, Beauty.

I smiled, thinking of how caring she had been with me ever since the first day I was here. It almost felt like she was my mom, although I didn't even have a mom I could remember in the first place.

I'm surprised that I didn't know what she looks like, my mom, even though she didn't die until I was about eight or something.

I quickly wore the clothes that she had given me, and looked at myself in the mirror.

The dress went down to my knees, as well as my sandals. The dress was plain white in colour, and looked like a long shirt with sleeves that went up to my elbows with a gold belt. It really looked plain yet stunning, and I smiled at myself in the mirror.

It was nice fitting in with them.

I looked at my birds' nest of hair, and sighed. The right type of hair that could suit this would most probably be wavy hair and with a wreathe of golden leaves.