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Chapter 3

CAELUM

 

I blew a sigh, deciding that I should let my feet lead the way. I sneaked at the couple who are fighting over diaper duty, and sniffed on the argument, puffing more chaos.

 

Ha! Serves them right. They can fight all day for all I care. What matters is my beats and the arguments they have.

 

I take my words back; I love this life.

 

My next stop was the restaurants. Not here for the food for my body, but for my soul. They are the source of every heated argument, from jealousy to misunderstanding to chaos. Getting into work, I push the man who is holding his girlfriend on his arms so that they trip. It seems that the situation is not  worse so I made a move with the girl’s hair and make it tangle over the foot of table of the couple nearby.

 

This is getting heated!

 

Couple A was  bickering and it didn't help that  couple B were also joining in, rapid French spouting from their mouth as they fought over whose fault it is.

 

I took a plentiful of sniff before a puff of white feather floated on the space in front of me. Blinking, I frowned at it and shoo it away with my steel arrow. Still frowning, I took notice of the golden arrow that is now protruding on the chest of the girl from the couple A.

 

It can’t be! I have to get at least five beats today. I can’t loose something as important as this.

 

Feeling my nostrils flare up, I stomped my way out of the restaurant and glared at the half dot near my seventh heart. I swiped at my bracelet to make it turn to a watch, making it look normal from the eyes of the humans.

 

What a game changer!

 

I paced down the alleyway and smiled as I reached my perfect place, Destin – where  devastation is found and broken hearts overflow the bin of rejection.

 

It was my own version of heaven.

 

I was about to enter  the club when a stupid girl in a lousy costume, consisting a golden crown of leaves and what seems like fishing nets hugging her petite but curvaceous body, looks at me. She was quite pretty. Her red hair that escaped her braid fans her face, and she tucked it behind her ear, blushing.

 

I frowneded

 

I stood there, frozen on the spot as humans passed by, rushing.

 

The woman in front of me bit her lip and tucked her hair again, fingers shaking, looking a bit shy. A human shoved her roughly to the side but she doesn’t seem to mind. My scowl deepened and I swallowed. She continued her assault, her eyes zeroing on my throat.

 

What a perverted girl!

 

Distracted, I took a step back when a car drove pass and in an instant, she was gone. The deafening protest of the man's vehicle made me cringed as I await for the girl's body to collide with the metal, to lay lifeless on the road and to contribute maybe a little smidge of red on my beats. Shaking my head, I bit my lip, thinking that she was only a hallucination. I’ve been dreaming about that mysterious girl again, making me think about stupid things.

 

I was about to take a step again when she reappeared, about a meter in front of me.  She opens her eyes, shocked–her face is dotted with freckles, her red hair appearing more vicious as she stood there staring at me with those bright green eyes I have known to have stared to, every night, for a millennia. I remain standing there, still frowning, feeling like my mind had evade me but worst comes to worst when she smiled shyly, bowing her head. My body convulsed that I have to take a deep breath and calm myself.

 

What is this feeling?

 

She looks down at her feet, before directing her wide eyes back at me as the arrows on my pocket and the pipe on my hand caught her attention. I believed that it's impossible for her to notice that through the mist of allurements I have sprayed on myself, hiding it away from the humans’ curious eyes, but then she could be something, right?

 

I shake my head as I thought about her being something else. It can’t be. I am just being paranoid. Geez.

 

My thoughts had preoccupied me for a moment that I hadn’t realize the fact that she was gone,  the traffic now moving faster. I took a sniff and smiled, the humans’ heat from the club beat steadier upon my wrist.

 

Sneaking from the back door, I took a seat at the far back of the club and wait for the music beat to go higher–thumping away with the music, their hearts felt like my second skin, my outer shell, serving as my own. It was definite and sure, like how my life depended on the beats.

 

I pulled the three steel arrows from my inside pocket and let it drift from skin to skin as I make my way to the middle. I am close to attaching one of the arrows to the chest of my selected victim when a golden arrow flew past  from my nose, barely missing it. It embedded itself on the chest of my victim and blossomed.

 

Angered by this, I didn't dare to look around the room in case I spotted her again. I know better than to stir away from those stupid creatures. Putting the arrows back on my pocket, I huffed as I step out of the club.

 

I didn't even had the chance to accomplish my beat!

 

I nodded at Newman who had open the door for me and quickly headed inside the elevator. Annoyed, the scent of adultery and jealousy did nothing to improve my mood as I kick my own door open. I throw the arrows on the couch together with the allurement vials and my pipe, collapsing down on the carpeted floor, spread eagled with no care in the world as I face the television, munching on the apple I had stolen yesterday.

 

I was momentarily dazed, playing with the core of the apple on my hands as I go over the events that had happened today. I was too distracted that I didn't realize the knock coming from my window.

 

I frowned.

 

What the bloody arrows is that? I think this is the same fucking bird I have tried to kill last week but it bloody gotten away. “I’ll get you this time, aye? Just wait!”

 

Pulling myself up, I hastily ran to my room and was surprise as I open the traditional window covering my glass ones.

 

I can’t believe my luck today.

 

There–smiling at me as the gold glitters on her skin contrast with the freckles sprinkled on her cheeks–was the girl. The dazzling green eyes and the fiery red locks wasn't helping the situation at all.

 

I just can’t wrap my mind on this.

 

She happily waved at me with her golden arrows and speak, "There you are! I was looking everywhere for you.”

 

I felt her breath fan my face and the intoxicating scent of vanilla made me dizzy. I need to act fast or else this freaking thing will overpower me.

 

Snarling, I stuck my tongue out at her and pushed her with all my might, smiling as I heard her protest.

 

Well, that my folks, is a cupid.