Olivia Green: Envy's Child [COMPLETED]

Chapter 11: I Bet He's A Masochist

I wake up to a knock on my bedroom door and I let out a groan. Last night Charlie helped me get dressed into my pyjamas, another reason why I chose him; he's actually seen my naked. Stupidly I go to get out of bed, however my ankle instantly protests, the joint screaming at me to stop. I curse and close my eyes in annoyance before biting the bullet, "Come in!"

The door opens (Charlie conveniently forgot to lock it last night) showing Nicollet and another royal student in year twelve, Yvonne Azure in my doorway. She glides into my room with a radiating confidence that I can't help but smile at, dressed in her skinny school trousers, buttoned shirt, dark blue tie and blazer. Her hair is curled, makeup flawlessly applied as she approaches my bedridden state without a care for the world, "We heard what happened and so every morning, we'll come in and help you get ready."

Yvonne Azure is a daughter of sloth, a pretty ebony girl with a thin figure, black cornrows and a dark grey forked tail. Her grey eyes are glum, she wears a pair of school trousers with a light blue, nearly grey tie around her neck. Her jumper is rolled up to her elbows and her collar is slightly squiffy; she doesn't bother with makeup.

"I volunteered to help Nicollet, no point having a boy in here," she explains with a dull voice.

"Right," I nod and huff at my position. "Help me up?"

Nicollet instantly goes to help me out of bed, Yvonne placing her arm underneath my back so I sit up. I slip my legs over my bed so I'm sitting, my legs dangling, the cast looking ridiculous and unfashionable. Of course the nurse decided to wrap it in green of all colours, a dark shade that's supposed to not stand out. If she didn't want it to stand out she could have done it in black.

"Have you shaved?"

"I wax."

"Right," Nicollet smiles. "You can get away without tights." They slip my undergarments on after taking off my pyjamas, before dressing me up in my school uniform. Yvonne begins to brush my hair into a pony tail, before curling the strands; the lust students puts minimal makeup on my features.

"Shall we escort you to breakfast m'lady?" Nicollet jests, picking up my crutches and handing them to me.

I roll my eyes and grumble underneath my breath profanities, she only laughs and Yvonne can't help but smile.

"Now, you should expect a lot of comments and stares- more than usual- when we go throughout the halls, their Green Queen is broken after all. Breaking news in Blasphemy High, everyone is talking about it. It's funny because so many people have gone through the popularity chain to understand what's gone off, rumours are flying high like paper kites."

"Well of course they are," I mumble. "People thrive on drama. I would know, I am an envy demon."

"True," Yvonne adds quietly. "However I doubt you'll be feeling jealousy today."

"Hmm, Im not too sure about that. I'm pretty sure I'll be having Zac follow me around like a lost puppy. Everyone has a crush on him, am I right Nicollet?"

"Yes," she laughs and opens my door for me. "The amount of lust I breath in from the demons that are focused on our little son of Wrath is almost comical. Although it is worrying."

"Why?" I ask confused as we begin walking down the hall of the royal's rooms.

"Since with that comes fixation, I mean you know so many people get jealous over Zac's next hookup. Sometimes I'm worried they'll pull a knife."

"That's worrying," Yvonne mumbles, biting her lip and furrowing her brows. "To think the amount of attention one can get, it could cause them to crumple. I get a lot, however not nearly as much ad you two."