My Demons

chapter 16

"Can I help?" I asked to the boys sitting on my bed.

"If you hadn't figured by the make-up and clothes, our sisters are visiting." Xavier said simply.

"Sisters?" I asked. He had more than one? He nodded dully.

"Is that not a good thing?" I said, noting his obvious discomfort.

"There's Clara and Georgia. Clara is a few years older and Georgia is a few younger." Xavier said simply again. He must not like them or something..?

"Georgia's so excited to meet you." Ryder said, trying to brighten the mood.

"Really?"

"Yes." He nodded. "Try stay clear of Clara though."

"Why?"

"She... doesn't like angels." He said, getting to the point

"Oh." I said, disappointed. "will she harm me?"

"Just, steer clear." Xavier demanded. I nodded submissively until I felt his smooth hand tilt my chin up to look at him.

"I didn't mean to scare you, I just don't want you to get hurt." He whispered, gently biting my earlobe causing me to shiver under his touch.

"I know. I unders-" I got cut off by the door bell as a burst of fearful nerves ran through me.

"It's okay, we'll protect you." Ryder said, also caressing my cheek before leaving the room.

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Light tapping footsteps made their way up the stairs and outside my bedroom. I knew it was Georgia as Xavier had already been up to tell me they were keeping Clara occupied downstairs. The door flew open and standing there was the prettiest demon I'd ever seen. As angels, we naturally inherit genes, as a gift from God which make us look half decent. A trait we also possess is modesty. Demon's don't get any of that. They're like the humans were I guess. 50 / 50
chance of looking like anything. But what am I to know? Humans have been extinct for over hundreds of centuries! The only things left of them is old books, but the demons burnt most of them, wanting a completely new beginning. Newer and better roads, house and towns were built over the old human relics. They're all gone now and skip a few generations, know body will know they ever existed.
"You. Are. So. Hot." I got pulled out my thoughts to see the short brunette, with highlighted red streaks, standing in the doorway gaping at me.
"Thank you?" I laughed.
"Your lips and hair are so full and oh my god that body of yours!" She shrieked, approaching me. I could tell this girl was sweet, but a little too full on. I gave her a light hearted giggle in response.
"I'm Georgan, but everyone calls me Georgia! Sad to say I've not heard much about you, Skylet- oh god! I didn't mean it like that! I'm sure my brothers talk about you a lot... I've just not seen them for a while." She nervously laughed.

"It's fine, honestly. Now, I don't mean to be rude at all but may I ask why you are here?"

"Oh of course! Well me and my bitch of a sister Claranna are cooped up in my twat of a father's castle. I'm sure Xavier's told you a lot about him! It's all true. He truly is a son of a bitch- and yes I can say that! Cause dead Ol' grandad was a god almighty arsehole too! Oh lord strike me down for cursing my relatives, but god I'm glad he's dead!" She finished, acting out her being struck down.

I couldn't contain my laughter! This girl didn't half talk but heck she was funny!

"Anyways, my story continues, father never lets us talk about, let alone visit our brothers! So we lied and said we were going to the primrose fields! Claranna wanted to see Ryder ever so badly. They've always been close. Claranna's a bitch to me and Xavier though. I don't even know why! She hates father too. I think it's because of what happened to mom- never mind!" She laughed nervously. Then something clicked. I'd never ever heard any of the brother's talk about their mother. What happened to her?

"Anyways, my beloved new angelic Best friend! Tell me bout you!" Georgia laughed.

"Not much to tell. I grew up in a small cottage, with my mother. We never knew my father. He was loyal, but he was always a slave. My mother and him were slaves to the same demon. Once he found out my mom was pregnant he kicked her out. As boring as it is, I'm an only child. After six years of my life, my mother got sick and passed. At age six, I didn't know what the heck to do. So I guess I did what any six year old would do. Ran through the forest screaming for help. Didn't end too well though." I laughed. "That same night I got taken." I stopped, tears threatening to prickle slightly in the corners of my eyes but I wouldn't let them.

"Oh, Sky, baby come here. I'm so sorry." Georgia grabbed me and pulled her into a hug. Then suddenly I heard her sing beautifully into my ear soothingly.

"el mundo no es
un lugar agradable
o simplemente .
Si tan sólo pudiera
clic en mis dedos
y que podría ser feliz
quiero hacer
clic en ellos todo el día .
Pero no puedo.
Y lo siento ."

"The world is not a nice,
or just place
If I could click my fingers,
and we could all be happy,
I would click them,
all day.
But I can not.
And for that, I am sorry.