I've seen the devil, at sunset, in every place, in every face.
"Do you see her? she's living her life" I slowly nod my head playing with my straw. Of course of all the days to be strucked by lightening– by that I mean my very own father.
I was perfectly fine roaming around invisible and living my life but we just had to 'bump into eachother'. I am so going to kill Kian with my very own hands. That motherfuck—
"Sylvia are you even listening?" I sigh sitting properly
"Yes father, I should stop living in shadows and step out and make friends. Be open" I repeated what he said not once, not twice but a gajilion time's.
"Look Sylvia. I get it, you're missing your mum. But that's what Shania's here for"
"You don't get dad fo you?" I push my milkshake away, losing the appetite.
"No matter how much you try to change it Shania can never be my mum. She's my mate for crying out loud" I try my hardest not to raise my voice but by how people are looking- I've failed that purpose.
I look at my watch with a grimace. I push my glasses in. "I have to go, I have a test to write" that I'm gonna fail because of you.
I kiss his forehead before picking my bag. "Remember we're having a family dinner tonight with the Berbrooks" I nod smiling the moment I turn my face scrowls.
Great! Just what I needed, to fail my test. The Berbrooks are very wealthy, very posh-ish people and did I forget to mention very arrogant and rude?
Emilia, my older sister is about to wed Berbrooks oldest sin– Nigel Berbrook the third. They love to think they're in the 12th century.
I all but rush to my rusty musty car before driving to school, with absolutely nothing on my head– which reminds me...Kian.
"I'll get back to him tonight" I mutter to Jo one in particular before accelerating the car away.
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"Honey, you're slouching" Shania said through her teeth so as to keep her smiling face intact.
"I don't think anyone's going to care" I replied in the same gesture looking at Kian with my deadly eyes.
Seeing as I won't back down, she let's it go and turn to the Berbrooks wife, talking about poodles– probably saying that as she's done her research on them.
Kian excuses himself and I did the same thing demurely rushing to him before he runs away.
Just in a second as he makes way to the bathroom I grab his collar dragging him back and into the guest room.
"Ow! What's the matter with you woman " he huffs fixing his suit. I put my hands on my hips with a raised brow.
"You are my matter. I know you're the one who told dad my regular spot— don't you dare deny it" I point at him as he opens his mouth.
"I'm sorry—"
"Sorry won't cut it!!" I take a deep breath with closed lids. "Do you know how hard it is to smile even when that stupid Colin keeps rubbing on me and talking nasty-ly like I'm not five years older than him? Do you?" He shakes his head
"Exactly and thanks to you, I failed my test" his face scrunch up in confusion. I wait for him to put two together.
"I'm sorry okay? What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to get me out of here"
"What? I can't do that" I give him a light scoff.
"Please weren't you the one who helped Emilia out of last month's family dinner?" He slowly nods.
I take a step towards him. "Oh come on Kian, won't you help your big sister?" I give him the best puppy eyes I could muster.
"Alright fine"
I head back out to the table with a smile 'i can do this, just don't explode before the signal '.
I sat down and endured all the torment and disturbance the boy was giving me with my step mother until finally seeing the sign.
I grab the fake vomit and splatter it all over the boy close to me as Kian sprays water on my forehead and face.
"Sylvia, you look sick" I nod my head cleaning my face.
"Please excuse me. It's probably that tortillas I had in school" I feigned another vomit before dad instructed I go home.
"Wait how can she go home when she's sick?" I smile turning around to my lovely mother.
"It's a vomit, and besides I didn't have alcohol. I'll be fine" I turn around not waiting for their reply.
As soon as I was in my car– I let out a breather. Free!! I look down at my pink dress with a groan.
"Why'd you have to pick something red Kian?" I hissed on before turning on the car and driving with a rock song I don't know playing on the speakers.
I am very well aware that my Precilla is tired of me and of life but I never thought she'd give up on me in the middle of the night.
I step out looking around my environment, I can't walk back home because I'm fifty blocks over.
"Really Precilla? That's how it's gonna be?" I lean on her looking, waiting for a car or even a bike.
Guess this is where having friends come in handy. It's not like I don't want the friends, it's just I don't know how.
A bright light flashes I almost thought I was dead and then it clicked, a car!!
I jump up and down waving my hand, who wouldn't help a lady in distress. The car straight up passes me .
"Ugh son of a bitch!!" I scream even though they can't hear me. The car stopped together with my heart.
It reversed ever so slowly before entering the bushes that I didn't know had a turn. Great. The car stops at the beginning of the turn and two figures come out
I squint my eyes trying my hardest to see what's happening. Curse my blindness!! It looks like a very tall figure with a short one.
I look both ways before crossing to the other side. I just need to get a better view and I'll be on my way.
The tall figure has his back to me but he has very taunt and broad back. The other girl is blocked by his body but her hair is evident.
"Please Yohan. It was a slip up please" she pleaded. I shouldn't be hearing on their conversation.
I stand up to turn and be on my way. "I said I love you! Is that a crime?!" On second thought, no one would know.
"When you signed the contract, did it or did it not say no feelings attached?" A chill crept up my back– my heart dropping to my stomach.
His voice is smooth as silk and deadly as a venom.
"But you—"
"Answer the question Kate" I cover my mouth to seal my gasp. Kate Sharma– the model?
What type of contract could they be talking about? And who is this guy that Kate's fawning upon?
"Yes" replied Kate sulkily. 'Wow' I mouthed still covering my mouth.
"But I love you Sir, I really do!! Why can't you just accept me" she steps forward to touch him but stops herself.
Why didn't she touch him? Is she afraid or what? Does he have haphephobia?
"Captain Kai will send you home and we'll never speak of this. Do you understand?" I find myself nodding even though he wasn't talking to me.
She walks to the black car and it drives off. I peak my head to see him still there. 'what? Why didn't he follow her?'
"Come out of there now" my heart jumps up high from my stomach. How did he know I was there? I've always been invisible.
"I can hear your heart beating frantically so come out before I find you" I look up begging god for deliverance and protection.
I stand up slowly, he turns around and I had to remind myself to breathe. He looks so hot, but now isn't the time for admiration.
"Are you a reporter?" I roll my eyes despite my situation.
"If I was a reporter would I tell you yes?" He straight up just looked at me with zero emotions.
I step forward. "Think of it? If you were a reporter and you were caught in action. Would you say yes?"
His eyes drift to my chest area, I follow his gaze completely forgotten about the spoiled dress.
"Oh. That's not blood, it's vomit, see?" I step forward but felt obstructed by a force on my forehead. I look up to find him holding my forehead.
He tilts his head, like he's trying to reason things. "If you're not a reporter then what are you doing here?"
"AHH, you see. My Precilla gave up on me and I saw you guys; wanted to ask for a lift and...here we are" he removes his hand dusting it before putting it in his pocket.
"What makes you think I'll help you" I shrug not really having an answer.
"Look. My house isn't far, you don't even have to suffer yourself plus, what happened here stays here" he raises a brow.
"Quick question though, do you have haphephobia?" Plays with his tongue. "Right sorry. Home?"
The car has arrived and parked in front of us. "Since it's not that far, you can walk" he makes way to his car, I quickly grab his shirt.
"No please. There are many dangers lurking around" he sighs looking at the dark sky before turning to me.
"What makes you think you're safe with me?" I push back my glasses and he looks at the action with complete concentration.
"All I'm asking for is to please take me home. You won't here a sound from me" he looks at his wrist watch, then at me.
He gestures with his head for me to get in, with a soft squeal I open the passenger door to enter before being drawned by my dress backwards.
"You will not sit on the passenger seat" instructed he as he opens the backdoor. With a shrug, I get in waving at the driver through the rear-view mirror.
Then the sir did the most craziest thing, he sat down close to me in the back seat. 'I thought he was going to sit in the front'
I scooch to my side looking at the sky as the car drives away.
"Do you always get in people's cars?" I look to him. I thought he wanted my silence.
"Only god sent ones" I turn around to the window with a smile. A chill sweeps down my side, I look at him again.
"I'm not god sent baby girl"
"Then what are you?"
"I'm devil sent"