Pick your son up from school. The crimson of the blood said on the window. I groaned. Just Sebastian playing his stupid pranks on me.
Furiously, I grabbed a sharpie and a note pad. I wrote, Sebastian Edward Jacob Cullen! Use the fucking marker I give you! You don't need to kill a chicken every time I have an appointment or something important to do.
A curl of black smoke erupted. Then disappeared. At least I'ma demon now bitch. The words were written - once again - on my window with, yes you guessed it, blood.
