The Sinful Three (ON HOLD)

II

Anastasia

It turns out my course load was a lot heavier than I thought. I can handle it though. I've always been able to handle it. I finally caught up with my homework, so I was spending my precious time reading when Celeste came up to me.

"Hey, Ana. There's a Halloween party tonight. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me. You've been working really hard lately, and I thought we both could use a little study break and socialize."

I felt bad because Celeste always offered for me to go out with her, but I was always too busy. I'd been so absorbed in my work that I'd been neglecting everything else. "Alright, I'll go. Wanna help me get ready?" I ask, smiling.

"Yes! I'm gonna be Karen from Mean Girls. You know, when she goes to the Halloween party with Regina and Gretchen and says 'I'm a mouse, duh''.

I stared at her, confused. "I think I want to be an angel."

"Ohh, cute! I know just the outfit and makeup for that look."

A couple hours later we were both ready to go. We stopped by party city for our finishing touches. Celeste put on her mouse ears, and I put on my angel wings. Oh no, I have a psych test tomorrow afternoon! Ugh, stop thinking about school, Ana! We walk into a large mansion with a lot of people that have formed into little groups.

"Hey, Jackson!", Celeste says walking over to a tall, red head. "I'll see you later, Ana. Call me if you need anything!" she shouts over the loud music.

I frown. I thought she'd stay to dance with me. A tall, skinny guy with greasy hair walks up to me and offers me a drink.

"Hey, darlin' you look thirsty. Here, you can have this."

"Thanks." I take a sip and wince as it burns going down my throat. I find out that his name is Blake, and he's visiting his dad in New York. A tingling sensation between my legs makes me shift uncomfortably. I start to feel warm and fuzzy when three men walk into the party. One of them is wearing a vampire costume, the other a werewolf, and the last one to walk in is wearing a devil costume. My vision's blurry, so I can't make out their faces. As they walk closer, I recognize them, and a chill runs down my spine.

~

I was walking home from my first day of third grade when a black van pulled up next to me. Three men came out and forced me into the car. We drove for a long time when, finally, we arrived at a forest. It was dark outside, but there was a beautiful blood moon casting a red haze over the forest.

"You can scream all you want, girl. There's no one here to help you."

One of the men starts to pull my shirt off when I hear a growl from the forest.

"What was that?"

"It's nothing. Just a stupid animal. Let's just have our fun with her."

I hear a rustle in the trees, and a blinding light appears in front of the car.

"What the fuck is that?!"

"I don't know, man. Let's get out of here!"

A wolf launches itself at the man who tried to take my top off. A man jumps from the trees and tackles the man gripping my arm. I look up as a man with wings as black as midnight approaches me. I flinch preparing myself for death.

"Close your eyes, Kitten."

His voice is rough and sends shivers down my spine. I obey without hesitation. I wince as I hear cracks and blood curdling screams.

"You can open your eyes now, my dear," says a voice as smooth as velvet.

I open my eyes, preparing for a bloody mess, but all I see are three men. One is completely naked which makes me blush.

"Are you an angel?" I ask the man with wings, staring into his ocean blue eyes. I have a sudden urge to run my hands through his  chocolate brown hair.

"I once was," he replies, interrupting my daydream.

"You can't tell anyone what happened here. Tell your parents you got lost, but a nice lady drove you home. My angel sweeps me up in his arms, and we shoot up into the sky. I scream, but begin to enjoy the flight. I breathe in the crisp night air as he lands in front of my house.

"We'll come back for you, Kitten. Just wait."

After I watch him disappear into the night sky, I walk into the house. Dad is on the couch with a glass of amber liquid in his hand. I attempt to quietly walk up the stairs, but he turns around to glare at me.

"Where were you?!" he demands, throwing the glass at me.

I sob as the glass cuts my arms. Where are my handsome knights now?

~

A/N

Wattpad is so unhealthy for my sleep cycle lmao. For some reason I write the best at 1-2 AM

QOTD: Do you have any pets?