Skye
"Skye," Sebastain said as I sat on the foot of the bed, petting Lucipurr as he purred, rolling on his belly.
Sebastain gave him an angry look. "I don't know what's with you, but he likes you." He gazed up. "Are you the anti-Christ?"
I rolled my eyes. "No."
He squinted his eyes at me before smiling and shaking his head. "Anyway... I need to talk to you." He then glanced down at Lucipurr. "Without the cat?"
I sighed and glanced back down at the bed, stopping the pets on Lucipurr as he gazed up at me, still purring. "Go commit chaos," I told him, patting his head. "And then bring me back a souvenir."
He made some mewl sound and stood, stretching his big, bulky body before sighing and hopping off the bed.
He then glanced at Sebastain on his way out and gave him a daring look.
Sebastain glared back, though Lucipurr just closed his eyes and tipped his head up, walking out like a princess.
I pulled my hand up to cover my smile, and Sebastian just closed the door behind the cat and glanced back over at me.
"Anyway," he said, the amusement back in his eyes, "I needed to talk to you about something."
"Shoot," I said.
He stepped over to the bed and sat next to me, sighing as he leaned his arms on his knees. "So—as you know—you are in danger."
"Mm—hmm," I said, brushing the cat's fur off the bed. "But you won't tell me who the bad person is."
Sebastian glanced over at me; eyes dark. "It's better if you don't know."
"Why?" I glanced up at him. "Because it's you?"
He sighed and turned toward me. "This again?"
I just watched him. "I know... that you kissed me, and I felt... your need, okay? It's just... you're following me everywhere and breaking into my house every night. That isn't unsettling?"
"You thought it was romantic for the longest time," he told me, smirking. "Don't deny that you still don't feel that way."
I rolled my eyes and stood, starting toward the desk in here where I set my jacket. "I've been gone all night. My parents are going to be worried."
"Skye," Sebastian said with a leveled tone, "you do understand that when you're in that house, you're not only putting yourself in danger, but you're also risking your parent's safety?"
I stilled, dropping my jacket and turned toward him. "Wh—what?"
"You're putting them in danger," he explained to me, eyes dark. "You do understand that?"
I threw my hands up, panic brimming inside me. "And leaving them alone without me isn't going to make the bad guy kidnap them to lure me somewhere?"
"No," he said, "it isn't." He shifted toward me. "He might be a... psychopath," Sebastain explained, "but he's not willing to break angel law and bring humans into this world. That would send him straight to hell."
I chuckled darkly. "Oh, yeah, and you bringing me into this world is legal?"
"Yes," he said, eyes darkening, "it is."
I glanced over at him nervously, hearing a catch in his tone. "Why?"
Sebastain sighed. "Skye... you're not human either."
I nearly fainted at the words, but I caught myself on the chair next to me. "WHAT?"
"Your mother," he explained, watching me carefully. "She was an archangel."
"My mom is HUMAN," I said, pointing at him accusingly. "She lives in my house and cooks dinner and goes on business workdays—"
"She is not your mother, Skye."
I froze then, arm dropped as something cold filled me. "What...?"
"Your mom that you know adopted you."
"No," I said, shaking my head as I stepped back until I hit the wall, "no, she would've told me."
"She would've," he agreed. "But she doesn't know you're adopted."
I shot up then. "How could she not know?!"
"Let me explain," he said gently, putting his hands up, "okay? Breathe."
I glared at him, tears brimming under my eyelids, but I shoved them down.
He only continued, "Your birth mom was an archangel; one of the best. But—one day—when she came down to Earth to take on a job, she met a man. A very sweet man."
I stared, eyes watering.
"That man worked at a farm; he grew crops and animals for food at the grocery stores, and he had a large land." Sebastain shifted further toward me. "When she met him—the one she was supposed to watch over—she fell in love over some time, and she spent many nights with him, so many that one day, she became pregnant."
My brows drew together. "My mom—an archangel—had a baby with a human?"
He nodded, pointing to me. "You."
I kept myself to the wall, suddenly questioning everything I knew.
"Once she had you," he explained, "she got in huge trouble with the archangels, and they murdered her lover."
I covered my mouth, every part of me becoming cold.
"She knew she couldn't take you back because you had tainted blood," he told me. "So—when she parted with the farm—she took you to your current parents and gave you to them, and once they took you in, she messed with their minds, making it so they thought you were their baby."
"What happened to her then?" I asked him, a single tear slipping down my cheek.
"She was originally put up for execution," he told me, eyes dark. "But she bargained with the angels, and she changed her ways to watch you grow. She became cold-hearted, ruthless, murdered many angels and fallen, as well. She murdered humans, children, anyone with no remorse." His eyes darkened, and I could've sworn I saw a speckle of hatred in there. "She only cared about you, and no one other than you. Though she couldn't bear to be with you again, she watches you from afar."
Tears brimmed in my eyes and slipped down my cheeks. "She... she's a monster now?"
He nodded, closing his eyes tightly before he stared back at the bedroom door. "The man who's hurting you knows you aren't human," he told me. "And he's vengeful. He wants to hurt you greatly and watch you suffer, and he won't stop. He will go to great lengths to get you—because the archangels do not care about you, Skye; they do not care like they care for themselves and humans—so he will not touch your parents unless they are in the way; because then, he could sneak around the law and murder them to get to you; the laws of angels are tricky, but there are many loopholes. We must weave around the loopholes to keep him at a distance."
I stared for a moment. "He wants to kill me?"
Sebastain nodded. "As brutally and as ruthlessly as he can."
I swallowed something hard, staring down at the floor as I felt my stomach twist. "What do you want me to do?"
Sebastain just watched me with dark eyes. "You have to leave home, Skye."
"And go where?" I questioned him, everything around me growing distant as my panic settled in. "What do I do? Where would I go? How could I keep myself safe?"
He sighed gently, closing his eyes for a moment before parting them. "You stay here; in this room. It's already set up for you."
I gazed up, tears slipping down my cheeks.
"You will be safe here," he told me, nodding gently as a small smile crossed his face. "I can protect you."
I scoffed, staring back at the floor. "Yeah, right... because that makes me feel better."
"What do you mean?" he said then, brows drawn together.
"You claim you're this savior and lord," I told him, shaking my head, "but you still haven't told me... why the person who wants to hurt me," I gazed down at him, "looks like you."
Sebastain's lips thinned then, and he sighed, lowering his head. "It is not me."
"Then who is it?" I demanded.
He gazed back up. "I cannot tell you."
"Why?" I said, glaring.
"Because if you know who it is," he explained, eyes darkening, "then he will find you easier."
I laughed again, tipping my head back. "That's bullshit and you know it."
Sebastain regarded me. "Skye, when I got him out of your head earlier, I put a block in your mind to prevent it from happening again. And this block will deteriorate when you know who he is and start worrying about him, alright? Just think of it as a situation where you say, 'the less I know, the better.'"
I glanced at him from the side. "How do I know you're not lying?"
"I kissed you," he stated, brows raised, "and—your words—I was into it. Why do you find it so hard to trust me, huh?"
"Because you're hiding something," I told him, staring into his eyes now, "and it's making me nervous."
He just sighed, shaking his head. "I'm not hiding anything, Sweetheart."
"You are," I insisted, "and it looks like it's hurting you."
He glanced up at me. "Skye... the less you know, the better."
I stared back at the wall, avoiding eye-contact.
"Tomorrow," he said to me as my stomach tightened, "I'll drop you off at home and let you pack some stuff. I will distract your parents while you sneak out back, and we'll get away together."
I glanced over at him. "How will you distract them?"
"You'll find out," he promised with a smile.
I stared back at the wall, silent.
I felt him watching me. "Kiki..." he said softly, "you look pale, are you alright?"
I clutched onto the wall, shaking my head as bile swelled up my throat. "I don't feel good."
And—in a flash—he was next to me, wrapping my arm around his shoulder as he helped me to the bed.
"I feel sick..." I whispered.
"I know," he replied, helping me as I crawled onto the mattress, "it's just anxiety. You'll be okay. You just need to sleep."
I gazed up at him hazily as he crawled in bed beside me.
He just held out his arms. "No fighting. I won't make fun of you this time."
I just crawled over to him and curled up with his form, burying my face in his neck as he leaned back and switched off the bedside lamp.
He then wrapped his arms around me, letting me settle against him.
"Poor thing..." he whispered, voice soft, "you're shivering. Are you cold?"
I nodded, and he just pulled the blankets over me.
After making sure I was warm, he held me against him.
"Why are you so cruel and mysterious..." I asked him, voice quivering, "and then you're so sweet like this?"
I felt him smile against my hair. "That's classified."
I just sighed and closed my eyes, needing comfort right now so I'd just give in.
I honestly didn't want to be alone tonight... and... it seemed like he knew.
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