Elijah
"Okay but we don't have him, but we have another one..bruh they're both your demons the same way! Hey don't raise your voice at me. Yeah, that's what I fucking thought...Look, we already have a plan. It'll benefit all of us...Okay okay...got you. Bye."I heard the phone slam against the table and a loud sigh which could've easily been mistaken for a shout.
My vision was blurry and my chest felt heavy. My mind felt so fucked up after everything I was told and all the physical abuse they put me through. For the first time in a while I felt dull and just wanted to die, instead of just poking fun at it like I usually would in order to piss off my demon. I looked across and Sunny's handgun in the corner of the room, covered with drops of blood.
My blood.
I was almost dead anyway. I was hanging on by a small spark of life I had in myself somewhere..I don't even know how.
In my head was just a voice constantly repeating you should've joined me.
I already knew who it was. I just kept ignoring it. I never talked about it as much as say, Alex would, simply because it didn't bother me that much. It's only times like this where all the happiness was drained out of me. The only thing I knew then was that there's one part that could never drain - and that was my strength. Even when it was wearing thin like it was now, I'd still have it - probably the reason why Moonshine was on the phone with a random person who clearly didn't want me, but she wanted to sell my soul to anyway.
"Time's running out lijey.." Sunny said, stroking my hair and laughing insanely in my face.
I remained quiet. I didn't have shit to say to the person who wanted me dead so bad that Moonshine of all people had to intervene and tell her to stop.
And I never wanted her to call me "lijey" again.
I took note of what she looked like though. Yellow hair and a kinda dark tint of white skin. On her wrist was one of the Light family tattoos, which hers looked so fucking similar to something I've seen before, but was too mentally scattered to remember. She wore a bloody bandage on her right hand and had a machete in the belt of her blue skinny jeans. Her eyes glowed a warm, hypnotising yellow which personally creeped me out on both my human and demonic levels.
"Silent treatment, huh? I like you..you're hot and a fucking badass. No one would dare disrespect me like that." she said in a seducing tone.
So now she's hitting on me? Demons are so weird.
She raised my head so my eyes would meet hers when my phone rang. She put her hand over my mouth and I started to lick it - weird but it worked every time for me.
"Oh really? I didn't know Ethan's begging was that obnoxious.." she said, laughing afterwards.
That irritated me. It's one thing to hurt me, but dissing my brother, fuck no. I bit her hand and she screamed loudly, making Moonshine run in frantically. It was actually hilarious.
I tasted Sunny's blood in my mouth - I had to have bit her harder than I expected - I didn't care, she deserved it. That one move just made me feel so bloodthirsty afterwards though, I could feel myself going a tiny bit insane.
After that chaos, Sunny decided to send the location by text message instead. She looked me dead in the eyes and pulled out the machete so fast it made me jump. Her breathing got steadily heavy and I sat there just wishing I had the strength to get up and run.
She pushed the machete into my right arm with hella speed and force. I tried to shout but my voice was pretty much gone. I could feel tears in my eyes and I felt weaker than I did before as I watched the blood pour out the hole in arm. All I could do was sit there, squirming and kicking like that was going to get me anywhere.
Sunny pulled the knife out my arm, threw it onto the ground and left, and I watched Moon look at me with a sense of remorse in her eyes, before closing the door.
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Universal Heroes- Book 3
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