Dark Wings (Dark World #1)

Chapter 23

I was a little nervous as I sat in Domicks car, waiting for him to get in on the driver side. He had put all his secrets in the open, so maybe it's time I put all mine.

Cue the nerves at thinking what his reaction will be. Last time people didn't like hearing about what I could 'see'.

Domick ended up driving us to my house, crap.

I rushed him to my room and prayed my aunt didn't get back anytime soon. She might actually kick me out if she knew I still hung out with Domick, at this point I think she would probably use any excuse to kick me out.

In my rush to my room, I forgot that I left my sketchbook out. The one with my attempts at painting different black wings on him for our school project.

I had decided to put Domicks wings as his background for the art project and had been practicing on that particular one.

He had already picked it up and flipped through it, he glanced up at me once I turned around from shutting my door.

He raised his eyebrow, "Wings?"

Guess this is as good of a time as any.

I inhaled, "Um, well, you know how, I um, I'm a seer?" I stumbled out, "well... I see, sorta, wings."

His only reaction was to look back down at the sketch, his wings went to that emotionless black, "What exactly do they let you see, like what do they mean?"

I sat on the edge of my bed and leaned back a bit, "I guess it all depends on the person, the color is different for each emotion, and the different movements signify their feelings for someone else."

Finally his wings changed to a different color, confusion. "Wait, than how do you hurt me if you can just see people's emotions?"

I giggled, "Well I can sorta solidify them if I focus on them. Like this."

He staggered under the sudden invisible weight on his back as he looked at me in amazement, "And the feathers?"

"You asked for it." I smirked in replied as I grabbed one feather, yanked it out, and stayed focused on it so it wouldn't dissolve back into the air.

He looked pained for a split-second but it cleared away to wonder as he gazed at the black feather in my hand, "How can you tell the emotion if it's always all black?"

"Well, just you and Nick have strange, black feathers, usually everyone else's wings have some type of color on them."

Domick absentmindedly nodded his head and reached for the feather, "How could a single feather hurt me that much?" I let go of it to let it drop in his hand, but it dissolved the second I wasn't touching it.

But he didn't seem so focused on my abnormal abilities anymore.

Domick looked at my position on my bed then suddenly leaned towards my face and softly murmured, "What are my wings telling you now?"

I blushed at seeing his wings were dark pink in attraction.

I gulped, "I-its telling me you're attracted to, well, something."

"Yep, that something is you."

Domick captured my lips with his and trailed his hands slowly up my back, going under my shirt.

He reached around and started playing with my bra, wanting to unstrap it. I let out a groan once his hands trailed back down and grabbed me by the ass to grind against me.

Just when his hands started heading to naughtier places, he suddenly stopped and cocked his head.

I continued to try and get him to keep going, something was building up in me. I just, needed, a little, bit, more.

But he separated us, just when things were just starting to get good. I moaned in disappointment when he got up and walked over to the door to check something out.

Only for it to be ripped open by my aunt.

She took in my disheveled self, saw it was Domick, and freaked out.

"Kira! I told you not to go near him! And here you are whoreing yourself out to him! I told your father I would watch you till it was time, but you're already ruining yourself! With him! You don't deserve it!" She exploded.

"Who is this?" Domick calmly asked me in the face of my aunts angry rantings.

"Well... this is my aunt."

Domick nodded as if something suddenly made sense and aimed his next question towards her. "Don't deserve what excatly? To become a Councilmember?"

Her wings took on a fearful blue tint but she covered it with an evil cackle. "You stupid abnormal, you think she's into you?  She would be into anyone who would give her attention, she just has daddy issues. She hasn't even told you about her familys luck yet, has she?"

His no reaction seemed to spur her on, "Yep, once her mother died her father left her worthless ass in my care. She can't even do anything useful, I don't know why he didn't just kill her off instead of torturing me with her. 'Just wait till she's ready." She mocked my dad's voice.

I shrunk into myself with each hurtful thing she spat my way.

At seeing the condition I was in she smiled. "I think I've had enough at this point, get your shit and get out of my house. I think you're ready enough for the real world."

She turned away with a 'ten minutes' countdown thrown at me behind her back.

I tearfully started to gather my important things. Domicks still body in the middle of my room a reminder that I had a witness to experience me getting verbally destroyed.

This is why it's better to just avoid my aunt.

He soundlessly started helping me pack. We managed to fit my pathetically small amount of bags in his car.

"Can I borrow your phone real quick?" I hesitantly asked.

He handed it to me, "Sure, what for?"

"I'm asking Seth if I can stay at his place for a bit, till I can figure out my next move."

Domick grabbed the phone, real quick, back out of my hands. "I'll take care of you, not Seth. You can stay at my place, we still need to talk. We can even share the bed, it's a queen." He jokingly sent me a wink.

A watery giggle escaped me and I hiccuped, "I'd like that."

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