20% angel, 80% devil

Chapter 4: suspension

"what is with you princess. are you not going to do any work at all... its been three hours and you havent writen one word of the dictionary."

little did he know that she could do that in five seconds. it was part of her 'powers' as such... but she could not do that.... she would stay back and do it after he left like usuall.

"i will do it later... no shut up."

brave continued to look out the window. she was getting hungry and that wasnt good when she was in the same room as a human. she could hear his heart beat, hear his blood flow.

her fangs started to extract and she started to drool...

"um... brave are you drooling."

"uh... no...no i am not... shut-up dipsh*t and get back to work."

"Says the one staring amlessly out the window."

she couldnt take it anymore. she went over to declan. got his paper and ripped it and put it in the bin. then slammed her hand on his desk. making him jump a little.

"shut the hell up."

"What the f*ck woman... i was half way through."

"Oh well now you have to start again." brave gave him a fake smile and stalked off back to her desk on the other side of the room...

the room was small.... it had tinted windows and a metal door so you couldnt escape. it was like a prison cell... the windows had bars on them and the walls were light brown like an asylam.

"i feel so trapped here princess."

"Ohhhh is the big boy declan scared."

this time it was braves turn to jump as declans fist connected with her desk...

"wake up call brave. i have had enough of your sh*t... what the hell is wrong with you. you always wear black, you love getting into trouble and you never eat. what is up with you? what the hell is wrong with you."

tears streamed down her face as she slapped him across the face...

"you wonna know whats wrong with me declan. well here you go. my mother hated me. doesnt acknowledge me at all. my father is dead. you are the worst person in the world and always gets on my nerves." by now she was towering over him... she was on her knees on the table. "You wonna know what i am going through. you now nothing about me. ever heard of the phrase... keep your nose out of other peoples business or dont judge a book by its cover.... i am not a f*cking ass book so stop judging me. i am a va..." she swallowed her words as she realized what she was about to say. she sat back down and pretended to take deep breaths. her nostils were flaring and her face was streaked with tears. her hair was sticking to her face from the tears but she didnt care.

"i dont care Declan... nevermind it doesnt matter."

"you are what brave.... a v.....a what."

"NEVER MIND DECLAN...ok just leave me alone. leave it alone ok. i cannot believe i told you that... forget it all ok. and get that pity look of your face or i wil slap it off."

"i'm sorry brave i didnt know that..."

"you know what theres so much more than that... see these scars?..." she lifted her short to her bra line and her long sleeve shirt to her elbows. she showed him her scars.

"you cut youself... what the hell brave."

"Im f*cked up.. i have a f*cked up life ok... leave me alone. and for goodness sake stop looking at me with pity."

"Im sorry brave... i"

"I DONT WANT YOUR PITY... ok... i dont want your pity... i dont need it. i hate showing weakness. no-body finds out about this ok declan."

"Ok brave.... ok."

they both finished the dictionary on the bell... miss pauline came in and brave literally ran out of the door and ran home to meet the demon herself. her mother.

...

"go to counciling brave... now you pathetic piece of sh*t... go now or no dinner. i know you are hungry. and for pete's sake dont rant and rave or walk out or something and dont annooy the police officer again. helpless child."

so brave walked to hell no.2

"off we go to hell no.2 shall we..." brave walked right to the door and saw the cracked door she had slammed yesterday...

...

"woops... i shouldnt have done that. hehe."

'its not a laughing matter miss brave. she have to replace it now. you cannot keep ruining our property. you have been to jail twice for that already and for assulting a police officer and for drugs..."

"ok i get it now move on..." brave slouched in the pink chair as the lady started to speak again. she was saying somthing about how brave should act. but brave wasnt listening...

every few minutes she would nod her head or look at the clock or say 'yes' but she wasnt hearing what the woman was saying. she wasnt listening... all she could hear was the ticking of the clock and the womans heart beat. ahh she was so hungry. she had to get out of there... before she killed the woman.

"i have to go..."

"Oh no you dont. sit back down." the lady said as brave walked to the door. she stretched her arm out to the nob and truned it. she walked briskly outside into the sun and sighed. another boring day and another boring night awaits... (apart from her meal)...if she even got one...

brave licked her lips as she thought of her meal... she was so lost in thought. she didnt realise that she was already home... she could smell the blood. there was a new car outside the house, it was a black porshe... so that was her mothers new boyfriend or should i say tonights victim meal... hehe