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Shadowglass

XV

Some girls have class, Apples. You’re not one of them.

I tossed my bag into my doorway and passed Ashley’s match-scented room without looking in. He wouldn’t be there. If he got home before lunchtime, it’d be a first. So many besotted girls, so little time.

I stumbled into the stuffy gray bathroom and peeled off my clothes. Ashley had squirted shampoo all over the tiles again, and coal coloured hair clogged the drain. I fumbled the tap on and leaned my head on my forearm, letting lukewarm water slide over me until I drifted asleep and woke up with a jerk. Water off, find a towel, make an effort at drying myself, stagger naked back to my room with an aching head and stinging eyes.

My room, torn lace curtains, silk flowers, and Kaneme, my glass-eyed teddy bear, on the bedside table. My bed looked wonderful, the crumpled feather quilt inviting in its rainbow cover. I didn’t even bother to shut the window to keep the bird noises out.

I fell into the quilt facefirst, the pillow soft and sugar-scented, dripping green hair cool on my back. Diamonds clinked gently on my wrists, comforting. The not-mirror rolled out of my bag, singing a sweet metal lullaby, and I cradled it in my hand as I dozed off.

My life. Take it or leave it. There’s more than this, but I’ll never see it. I’m just a silly fae girl. Not a person, with a job or a family or a life. A foolish, scared, useless fairy girl with aspirations beyond her means.

Fancy that....

I fell asleep dreaming, of thieving a hellburnt demon’s cave where the air stinks of pain and fire, my companion a deep blue shadow with warm copper claws. Dread thickens the air like hot fog, but I’m not scared. We creep hand in quivering hand over black blood-scorched earth, so stealthy past slumbering sharp-scaled hell-spawn, drifting over hidden trip wires and spike-riddled traps with a flutter of warm silver wings. The treasure chest is rusted, the lock trapped with poison. We steal the mirror in a shower of black sparks and flee. He wraps velvet blue arms around me, brushing his soft wings against mine, and the lips that burn my mouth taste of iron.

Notes

Heyy guys, So this will be the last chapter going up for tonight..... Hope you enjoy!!!!! And i will be updating very very soon again....yay :p

I think i might do another three chapters, or try to do another three chapters in the next day or two so i am back up to date with my uploads and de shizzle like dat. Anyway we will see what happens!

Plz just remember rate, review and subscribe!!
Stay weird baby bats
-Grimm <3



P.S - There will be 3 updates tonight..... Yay!!!!

Comments

@VioletAvril_Reaper


Ho-ho! :3

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
5/27/17

@smutty pariah
i was going to....but i have a little surprise so i was going to leave it for now

P.S. Don't forget to mark this one as completed, you'll likely get more views that way!

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
5/27/17

Wow, what a wild ride! :D

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
5/27/17

Eek! The DRAMA! :D

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
5/6/17