I finished my toast and got up, needing to pee. He'd left the bathroom in a mess, so I straitened it up while I was there. It really was boring here on your own, and I quickly understood why he loved his TV so much. All three channels of it. I sighed, flicking it off again. It had only been half an hour.
I walked over to his bed and lay down. It was still early and the chances of Lills being asleep and waiting was tiny, but I couldn't help but wonder.I hadn’t had the courage to go there yet, not with the news I carried. But I was finally alone, safe and feeling homesick for her.I closed my eyes and slipped the silver band from my finger. The back of my eyelids glowed white and the world around me changed. I was standing in the middle of our room at the scorchers nest. I let out a defeated sigh, knowing it'd been too much to hope for. I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do.I walked through the cur"I thought you were just getting me some basics.""So did I.""So what's all this?" "The basics, according to the girl behind the counter. She was around the same size as you so I told her to get what she thought while I sat on a chair and contemplated not killing myself.""You don't mean it," I said, smiling at his lingering distress. "Yes, I do. And you better hope it all fits because I'm not going back.”I picked the bags up and took them over to the bed, aware of him following me. "Curious huh?" "You'd be too if you knew how much I spent."“My Uncle with pay you back.”I emptied the first bag, relieved to see two pairs of jeans fall out. One was faded blue, the other dark denim, both hipsters and both the right size. The next bag had three sets of underwear, a white set with inbuilt push-ups and matching boy legs, the same set in black, and a dark red set made of sheer lace with a matching g-string. "Y
The name above our restaurant was The Laughing Marionette, though from all outside appearances there was nothing humorous or even remotely distinguishing between it or any of the others in the district. We walked through the open door, to be bombarded with colour. Well, varying shades of one colour. The entire establishment was dripping with red. Red walls, red carpets, red table cloths, red roses in red vases, surrounded by red wax candles. If you were ever going to murder someone in a public place, this is where you'd do it. You could shove the body under any one of these long table cloths and no one would notice until it started smelling. I wrinkled my nose at the thought. At least the gold leafed trim broke it up a little. Grey nodded to the woman dressed in a red skirt and an almost pink shirt at the front door, and she let us pass the small line unhindered. He led us up the red stained stairwell against the far wall to the second floor. There was only half the amou
"In case you hadn't noticed," I said, closing the gap between us, "I'm not your typical girl. And this whole jealousy crap you're pulling isn’t going to fly with me. Grey is not interested in me, he's helping me out, that's it."She lifted her chin, her eyes narrowing. "Say what you like, but you're playing with fire."I shook my head and left the bathroom. Talk about jealous banshee, and over what? Grey? Yeah he was hot and it’s not like the thought hadn't crossed my mind a time or two now that Aaron was out of the picture, but Grey wasn't into me. He'd kept his eyes to himself, which said a lot about a man’s interest level. He was choosing to keep things professional. Kind of."You alright?" he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear. I nodded, forcing myself to stab a chip with my fork and take a bite. "So Fayle," June said, looking up from her half eaten plate, "Why did you run away to your... What did you call him? Rude sod of a
I bit my lip. "You make me feel like a girl.""You are a girl," he said, his warm breath tickling my skin. "I mean a normal one... I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when June called me pretty. I've never been called that in my life. I was just happy not being a freak." "You're not a freak."I closed my eyes, frustrated with him for being so close and not touching me. I wanted him to kiss me, and I wanted to hit him for not doing it. Why wasn't he doing it?"Will you kiss me already?" I whispered, opening my violet eyes to look at him."I can't." "Do you even want to?""You have no idea how much," he said, his hand hovering a breath away from my bruised cheek. I felt my insides boil. He was refusing me out of duty? This can't be happening. Again. Would I never come first? I rolled away from him and sat up."What are you doing?""Nothing," I said, stripping off the last of my clothes before lying back down."That's no
My fingers drummed against cracked leather as I stared at the bolted door, willing it to open.The boys should have been back by now. Not just hours ago, a day and a half ago. I closed my eyes, squeezing them against my rising panic. Daylight was fading fast, and with it, my hope of their safe return.I shook my head, trying to dislodge the worry as I looked back at my twin, her body still except for the occasion twitching of her fingers. We'd been identical once, right down to the freckle behind our right knee and it was strange, almost surreal looking at her, knowing she should be what I saw when I looked in a mirror.My sweet sister cried when she’d seen what I'd done to myself. She'd tried reasoning, pleading, everything she could think of to make me change it all back, but I'd liked tinting every hair on my body black and I'd liked the feel of my short pony tail tickling the edge of my shoulders.For the f
I’d slipped out of everything but my hipsters and singlet then sprawled across the only bed left, making sure I took up as much room as possible. Aaron came out a few minutes later, getting himself something to eat before double checking the room’s lights and packing his things for the morning.Forcing my breaths into steady, even intakes was hard, especially when I was trying to keep the thrill of my small victory under wraps. But he wiped the smile off my face when he put his sheathed knife on the side table and got in next to me, his legs crushing mine until I was forced to wriggle over and give him room."And here I was thinking you were offering.”"Not if you were the last man on earth!" I hissed back.He laughed at my easy rise, the sound teetering on forced as he rolled onto his back. The deep notes faded and within minutes he was asleep, leaving me alone and awake, listening to him breathe. The steady
My shoulder burned, blinding me to everything but the pain, throbbing beneath a bandage wound way too tight. I forced open my gritty eyes, my fingers trailing the thin gauze and flinched. I was surrounded by rock, white rock that seemed to radiate a soft blue glow. The entire room was made of it, the ceiling, the walls, all of it, pressing down on me, suffocating me.I turned my head and stared at the swept ground, my quickening breaths easing as I caught sight of two bedrolls, their blankets clean but slept in. A pile of clothes by the far wall was the only sign of colour and even that was mostly black and denim, punctured by a scatteringof Lill's pink and green singlets.Lillith.A pained grunt escaped me as I rolled onto my good side and forced myself up. The heavy curtain covering my only escape parted the moment I'd made a sound and Aaron strode in, his face furious."What are you doing?""Finding Lilli
He spun from me and took off, leaving me doubling my usual pace to catch up. It seemed that our room was the last in a skinny, cul-de-sac hallway, both sides packed with the same curtained alcoves as ours. The butchered doorways were all evenly spaced and it looked like the whole place was made out of the same rock as my shared room, right down to the purplish-blue light, licking its edges."This place is massive," I said, passing through our second cavern. It had to have been at least two stories high, and long enough to leave the fittest man breathless. Unlike the first massive cave, this one had eight corridors sprouting from it, not counting the one we'd just come from."This one's the biggest."I looked up, surprised to see asmooth white ceiling, completely sealed off."I'm not asking where we are," I knew that question was utterly pointless, "but did you guys build this place or what?""M
I bit my lip. "You make me feel like a girl.""You are a girl," he said, his warm breath tickling my skin. "I mean a normal one... I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when June called me pretty. I've never been called that in my life. I was just happy not being a freak." "You're not a freak."I closed my eyes, frustrated with him for being so close and not touching me. I wanted him to kiss me, and I wanted to hit him for not doing it. Why wasn't he doing it?"Will you kiss me already?" I whispered, opening my violet eyes to look at him."I can't." "Do you even want to?""You have no idea how much," he said, his hand hovering a breath away from my bruised cheek. I felt my insides boil. He was refusing me out of duty? This can't be happening. Again. Would I never come first? I rolled away from him and sat up."What are you doing?""Nothing," I said, stripping off the last of my clothes before lying back down."That's no
"In case you hadn't noticed," I said, closing the gap between us, "I'm not your typical girl. And this whole jealousy crap you're pulling isn’t going to fly with me. Grey is not interested in me, he's helping me out, that's it."She lifted her chin, her eyes narrowing. "Say what you like, but you're playing with fire."I shook my head and left the bathroom. Talk about jealous banshee, and over what? Grey? Yeah he was hot and it’s not like the thought hadn't crossed my mind a time or two now that Aaron was out of the picture, but Grey wasn't into me. He'd kept his eyes to himself, which said a lot about a man’s interest level. He was choosing to keep things professional. Kind of."You alright?" he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear. I nodded, forcing myself to stab a chip with my fork and take a bite. "So Fayle," June said, looking up from her half eaten plate, "Why did you run away to your... What did you call him? Rude sod of a
The name above our restaurant was The Laughing Marionette, though from all outside appearances there was nothing humorous or even remotely distinguishing between it or any of the others in the district. We walked through the open door, to be bombarded with colour. Well, varying shades of one colour. The entire establishment was dripping with red. Red walls, red carpets, red table cloths, red roses in red vases, surrounded by red wax candles. If you were ever going to murder someone in a public place, this is where you'd do it. You could shove the body under any one of these long table cloths and no one would notice until it started smelling. I wrinkled my nose at the thought. At least the gold leafed trim broke it up a little. Grey nodded to the woman dressed in a red skirt and an almost pink shirt at the front door, and she let us pass the small line unhindered. He led us up the red stained stairwell against the far wall to the second floor. There was only half the amou
"I thought you were just getting me some basics.""So did I.""So what's all this?" "The basics, according to the girl behind the counter. She was around the same size as you so I told her to get what she thought while I sat on a chair and contemplated not killing myself.""You don't mean it," I said, smiling at his lingering distress. "Yes, I do. And you better hope it all fits because I'm not going back.”I picked the bags up and took them over to the bed, aware of him following me. "Curious huh?" "You'd be too if you knew how much I spent."“My Uncle with pay you back.”I emptied the first bag, relieved to see two pairs of jeans fall out. One was faded blue, the other dark denim, both hipsters and both the right size. The next bag had three sets of underwear, a white set with inbuilt push-ups and matching boy legs, the same set in black, and a dark red set made of sheer lace with a matching g-string. "Y
I finished my toast and got up, needing to pee. He'd left the bathroom in a mess, so I straitened it up while I was there. It really was boring here on your own, and I quickly understood why he loved his TV so much. All three channels of it. I sighed, flicking it off again. It had only been half an hour. I walked over to his bed and lay down. It was still early and the chances of Lills being asleep and waiting was tiny, but I couldn't help but wonder. I hadn’t had the courage to go there yet, not with the news I carried. But I was finally alone, safe and feeling homesick for her. I closed my eyes and slipped the silver band from my finger. The back of my eyelids glowed white and the world around me changed. I was standing in the middle of our room at the scorchers nest. I let out a defeated sigh, knowing it'd been too much to hope for. I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do. I walked through the cur
"My sister and I had been shadow hunting for eight months when we met them. There were three of them. They offered their resources in return for ours. We didn't know they were Scorchers, we just knew we couldn't turn their food and light connections down. I was injured two months ago, saving us from two taken and they thought I was dying. They took us to one of their nests, fixed me up and sent me on my way.""And your sister?""She stayed behind."He sat back, studying me. "Do you know where the nest is?""No. I was unconscious when I arrived and blindfolded when we left."He nodded. "Why were you shadow hunting?""We were searching for our brother. The scorchers were searching for one of their own." "You know I'm obligated to report this.""I know," I said, spinning my ring. And now for the next part. If I'd trusted him enough to say this much... What did I have left to loose? My odds were already near impossible."But my gut is
He undid it as gently as he could and peeled back my dress, my strapless bra the only thing left covering me from his scrutiny."He got you good," he said, checking over every mark and bruise, "But it doesn't look like he broke anything.""The pain would suggest otherwise.""Looks like you’re tough enough to handle it," he said, tracing the burn on my shoulder with his cool fingers.I shrugged, feeling self conscious beneath his eyes as he let his hand fall."I'll get you something for your head."He shuffled through one of the lower drawers in his small kitchen until he found what he was looking for. He filled a glass with water and staggered back to dropp two tablets into my hand. I popped them into my mouth and swallowed, hating that I didn't know what they were, though I wasn't about to argue.I needed the pain relief. Even if it was only for the physical. "Do you want a shower?"I shuddered, thinking of
"You'll be staying with me until your inquiry is over.""No I will not!" That would throw more than a spanner in my effort to find Nick, and I needed every spare second I could get my hands on."This is not a discussion, it's an order.""You can't make me.""Yes I can," he said, his voice dropping as he stepped towards me.My eyes narrowed. He was serious, and even more infuriating was the fact that he could take me down. Easily, by the looks of it."Let's go then," I said, frustrated with not having a choice. If it wasn't the Scorchers forcing me into something, it was residents of Quanu. First my uncle, and now him. Was there no such thing as freedom anymore? "What about your things?" "I have this," I said, pointing to the scrap of satin material I was wearing, "and the clothes I arrived in." The clothes soaked in memories of Burney's death."We'll fix that tomorrow," he said, leading me into the foyer."Why, don't you like me in
"If that's what you would have me do.""Indeed it is. Molly?"She appeared beside me, seeming to materialise out of thin air. "Show my niece to her room where she can shower and rest, then pop out and find her a dress for tonight. Red I think. You know what I like," He said, swivelling back to his desk.I shuddered. We all knew what kind of dresses he liked. The type that didn't leave much to the imagination, ones that made the word whore explode into even the cleanest of minds. Molly bobbed her head and led me out. She took me past the marble topped kitchen where two chefs were already at work and down a side hallway to my new room, the one directly opposite my Uncle's. "There's a bathroom with a shower and toilet back there," she said, pointing to a door in the far corner, "and you'll find towels in the walk in 'robe."I forced a smile. It's not that I didn't appreciate her telling me the obvious, I just wanted her gone. I was past the point o