CROSS"N-No. I should have won," Naamah continued to whine on her knees. "I had it under control. You ruined it. You were not supposed to step in!""He allowed me in." she countered calmly, unaffected by the demon's tears or tantrums.I did?"There's always a chance for humans to snap out of the hold of darkness. All he had to do was grab it, and he did." She threw a fond look my way.What did I even do? I was sure I'd be swallowed up in my own need by now."No," she sobbed harder, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, but it was obvious her defeat was permanent. She looked weak, sad, innocent-"She would've killed you had I delayed a second," Evangeline narrowed her eyes at me. "Don't go soft now. These beings are ruthless, no matter what form they take."Why did I get the feeling she was trying to mention a certain someone? I personally felt attacked on Cyrus's behalf. He was different.“Damian" she hit her staff on the ground, the metallic sound jerked me from my shock. "Y-Y
CROSSI blinked up at him, confused. "You're not supposed to have two..."My stomach twisted and the butterflies died painfully and slowly."What are you talking about? How can I have one wing?” He scoffed, cluelessly. “What kind of game are you playing?""No, no, no, g-get off me!" I threw a hard kick to his side and rolled off the bed as he groaned and cursed.No, I could never forget his sacrifice. It was one guilt that ate me up. One thing that I wished never happened."What are you doing? Come back here. I'm not letting you give me blue balls again-""You gave one out.” He did. It wasn't just a trick of my mind. It happened. “I watched it happen. I begged you to stop!” tears blurred my vision."Huh?" He blinked, confused.Did he forget? There was no way he could've forgotten so easily."That was two nights ago,” I swallowed.” When hell visited. You... You declawed your own wing," my voice caught as the memory slammed into me.Even now, his screams still haunted me. The sight of h
CROSSAll attempts to talk to him failed. He left me unread and wouldn't return my calls. Once school was over, I'd half expected he'd pick me up but he drove off instead. I watched his car zoom off with an ache in my chest and there was nothing I could do about it.I blinked back the angry, confused tear in my eyes. But we were in school, I couldn't just let that happen. Okay, we could have done it but school wasn't the only thing holding me back. Everything was just off.I pushed my sleeves up and stared at the dark bruise on my wrist. I hated this. I hated the fact that he did this. I'd never once thought we would ever be in such an abusive space. It was my most feared red flag and one I knew I should never forgive.If it was any other person, I'd be blocking and ending it all but… God! I was too far gone. I just wanted to find out what was going on.Even if he needed sex, we talked about this. He couldn't just come so hard on me and demand it in the way that he did. Maybe I should
CROSS Sofia was absent all day. What's worse, she didn't respond to any of my texts nor did she return my calls. I almost drilled a hole into my phone with my glare. I picked up the burger and ate, meeting Cyrus gaze where he sat with his friends. He was gloomy and upset ever since I declined his gentle request to sit with them. I didn't want to cause more problems than I've already had. The whole school was talking about it and Patricia was nowhere in school. She probably faked period cramps or something. "Don't you think it's weird that Cyrus keeps looking here?" James asked, his head turned in Cyrus's direction. "Stop. It's rude to stare," I took a huge bite from the burger, chewing slowly as I turned my head around, feeling self-conscious all of a sudden. The air was choking and the hall kind of uncomfortable to breathe in. "He keeps staring at you." As he should, is what I want to say but I'd rather not. Instead, I grabbed the bottle of water and gulped it down. Lunch break
CROSSI woke up the next morning to Cyrus by my side and I couldn’t help but stare at him. He looked peaceful, at ease, and mine.It was way too early in the morning to blush but I couldn’t let myself roll out of bed when he was still here, so I snuggled closer, breathing him in like I could gobble him up and digest him.His voice suddenly rumbled low in his chest and I froze, eyes going wide as I'd now been caught red handed. His hands wrapped me in and he thrust one leg between mine.“What are you doing?”He sounded sexy. Too sexy for me to mention and now my morning wood was right on his thigh. Cyrus tensed and slowly started to get up.“Its’s not what you think,” I started to say but he rolled me onto my back, hovering over me with dishevelled hair and a smirk on his lips.“It’s a normal reaction,” I said while trying not to blush.“Not around me, it isn’t. You're just begging for some.”“Cyrus, please. It's Wednesday. Mom will be at my door any minute.” Speaking of, she was suppo
CROSSI was hanging on for my dear life. The ride was like a first class ticket to the grave. Seth handled the wheels like we were all immortal and my heart raced with tremendous fear.“I know it's fucking urgent but can you please slow down!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, but while I was crumbling in fear, Lucian hummed and drummed on his thigh, bobbing his head to my screams as though they were a special kind of music for him.He looked unbothered.“Relax,” Seth said. “It's not like I want a scratch too.”“A scratch? You think this is going to leave us with just a scratch-” wait a minute. “I can die! You're both immortal!”Lucian barked a laugh, “Precisely.”Shit! They were trying to get me killed!We arrived in minutes and my legs trembled as I got down from the car.“We have seven minutes if your mom is sticking to ten minutes like she thought,” Seth announced, walking in front of me as he pushed the door open.Sounds of laughter rolled from the TV and I looked to the couch.