Chapter 4: Wolf In Sheep's Clothing

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Chapter 4: Wolf In Sheep's Clothing

Elsa

I stand up starting to rub my back a little, damn that hurt, I thought making me freeze, that hurt...why did that hurt? That's impossible... Demons don't feel pain. I'll have to figure that out later, the real question right now is, why did Jack have to push me off the bed? I was pissed about that, more pissed that I liked having him hold me in his arms. I move my hands up on my arms hugging myself. I could still feel Jack's arms wrapped around me making me smile a little. Why did it feel right to be held in his arms? I sigh moving my fingers through my hair, "I really need to get home..." I say softly to myself as I look at his desk to see a pair of clothes laying out with a note on top. I raise an eyebrow as I go over to it to grab the note first.

I thought you'd need something to wear.

~R

R? Must be Rapunzel. I thought as I put the note down and hold up a light blue tan top with some black jeans with boots right next to the his desk. "Oh clean clothes.." I say as I put the shirt down and look at the doorway, would Jack be coming back soon? I look back at the draw that had the picture he shown me, the picture of his family. I really wanted to know more, to know who he was. I decided to push it off, maybe when I have more time, maybe I can learn more.

I pick back up the shirt and pants and put them on the bed as I start to take off my shirt. Right as I pull off my shirt I hear feel eyes on me. I turn slowly keeping the shirt over my breast to see Jack staring at me. His eyes were wide and I could tell where he was looking at. I smile, "I hope you came to apologize." I say. I see his eyes go up to mine, "I... I am." He says slowly almost like he was at a lose of words. I couldn't help but like his eyes on me, I've had many many men's eyes on me before but Jack... Jack was almost looking at me like I was art. Not even Lucifer looked at me like that. With Lucifer, it was like he was looking at a trophy he just won, like I was a prize.

"Well don't worry about it." I say as I turn a little so I can put my shirt on. I could still feel his eyes on me but I didn't mind one bit. I turn my head as I put on my tan top, "It's not like you can hurt me." I lie, I didn't need him to know that my back was killing me. "But I..." He starts as I start to take off my pants making him turn away. I couldn't help but giggle. "You have no problem looking at my breast but my ass is no go huh?" I tease. "I was not looking at your... Never mind that. I was looking at your bruise." He say. "Bruise? What are you talking about?" I ask as he turns back around and walks over to me. I hold my ground as he raises my shirt. "Oh moving a little faster now huh? I like that." I purr but Jack dosen't say anything he just moves his hand down hitting a spot on my back making me hiss in pain.

"Ouch." I say feeling my eyes widen, "That... that hurt." I say making him nod, "I gave you a bruise, I'm sorry." He says as he moves his hand back. He gave me a bruise... How is that possible? "Can Demons get hurt?" He ask. I could feel fear coming through my body, what was happening to me? Why was I being fragile like a human? I look at Jack to see a questionable look on his face. "It's because I've been on Earth to long. I normally only on here for a few hours, my body must be taking the affect of it..." I say, I didn't know if that was true or not, but I thought it would be the best thing to say, something made me want to believe it, even though.. I didn't.

I flip my hair back,  "But you know what would help me, energy." I say walking up to him. He held his place, "Was last night not good enough for you?" He ask. Honestly, it was. I had enough to last me until tonight, but I feel like maybe if I can get just a little more, then maybe my body will heal up and I can be back to normal at less for the time being. "Would it kill you to kiss me again?" I ask. "It might. I don't need to be weak right now." He answers quickly. He was right, if I kiss him, he'll be weak and tried. "How about before our haunt I feed you. Deal?" He ask holding out his hand. I look down at it and grab it, "Okay, I can hold off." I say as he nods before letting go of my hand and walk off, "Come one, Kristoff wants to see me so with me." He says making me follow, today was going to be long...


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