here…or one reason anyway,”
Alex said, appeared through the doorway.
Alex is probably right, that probably is
one reason…but why? His heart was in the right place and his morale
was intact. He made a mistake…a big mistake but still, should it
still be at this price? Alias thought solemnly. Even though he
had been an absolute ass today, Alex was still his little brother. If I had to go through this shit twice as long, I would if it
would make Alex back into the little brother I knew before this
happened.
This can’t be it? What are we supposed to
do, this makes no sense. Our task can’t possibly be to kill
Kristen, can it? Is it to get her makers? Is it to save her, this
is loaded but what the hell are we to do? Then he remembered
Amethyst and Alex we still in his room. “Alex what are we doing?”
he said glancing in the direction of his brother.
“What? I’m pretty sure we were talking before
you stopped,” he pointed out as Amethyst messed with her hair.
“Alex…where’s Christophe?” He asked
hesitantly.
“The living room, I think,” He said absently.
“Come with me,” Alias said yanking Alex’s arm hard enough to where
it looked like it’d be pulled out the socket.
“OUCH!!! WHAT IS IT!!!?” Alex yelled.
Christophe was sitting on the couch making
something, an origami flower it seemed. Alias didn’t have the time
to be pissed off about who he was most likely making it for but he
did go out of his way to knock it out of his hand as he shoved Alex
into a seat and sat down.
“Christophe I know what they want but just a
thought,” Alias started quickly.
“Procced,” He said calmly
Chapter 11:
So now my life’s a story book but shall I
take a second look?
School, it was back to school after the break
which seemed much
longer than a week for so much had happened
in such a short time.
Back to miserable math classes but on the
bright side a week was
the end of February, the
28 th is my birthday. And my boyfriend
now went to my school as well as Alias. Back
to…safety. But at
the moment that was still in store for
tomorrow. Should I still be
scared about the whole crazy demon thing,
cause I am. Maybe
I should shake it off or something. But now
Im back home in the
City. It’s like eleven thirty so I should get
off the computer and
Stop writing I should talk to Alias and them.
My mom asked how
Was my week and said that I missed a whole
bunch of calls from
Kitty but I’m not calling because I’ll see
them tomorrow. I really
Should get to bed and let my beloved bunny
sleep because he looks
Royally pissed at being awake this late, but
he’s not nipping me
So-
“Christophe!!!” she squeaked as she opened
the window to let him in. Should I ask him now or later? She
thought.
You squeaked” he laughed.
“You flew in my window!” she said
excitedly.
“Relax, my Jewel. It is dark, your mother is
sleeping and- whoa!” He lost his balance and fell on the bed. “and
what?” she said confused.
“You-uh…clothes” Christophe said in a jumble. That’s the first time he’s stuttered on anything, so cute,
wait…clothes-oh! She thought remembering all she was wearing
was a tight-ish tank top and underwear as she lay on her bed
playing with Geliebt-Dämon.
“Sorry!” she said as she pulled on shorts
feeling her face turn about seven shades of red.
“My fault for not…knocking but you tempt me,
kid,” he said tauntingly.
“Do I?” she joked back relaxing some.
“and don’t call me kid, I’m almost fifteen
for your information,” she said.
“And in July I’ll be seventeen, so what were
you doing before I flew in?” He asked glancing toward the purple
and black laptop.
“Oh nothing, finding new music for my
never-ending playlist,” she said flipping it closed with a yawn. He has eyes like Alias, the hazel with the specks of green but
his are more special, specks of…green, gold and…amber, how
beautiful, she thought.
“Okay Jewel, I just came by