{"id":3432,"date":"2015-07-03T00:04:12","date_gmt":"2015-07-02T23:04:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=3432"},"modified":"2015-07-03T12:11:17","modified_gmt":"2015-07-03T11:11:17","slug":"of-demony-things-crappy-lifetimes-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/03\/of-demony-things-crappy-lifetimes-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Of Demony Things &#038; Crappy Lifetimes. 8"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>CHAPTER 8<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">From neck to breast. The flesh was as red as the blood oozing from the gash. The split open skin, showing sternum and heart. Erratic and panting. The hazy growls, the blood like a cheap red dress hugging the fullness of her left breast.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Sharp talons holding the soft mahogany curls in an iron grip, head bent back enough to break the neck, lolling. Lifeless.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Dead.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cCrap!\u201d The young girl sat up; panting as hard as the heart she\u2019d seen. Gasping and stumbling she fell from the couch, stumbling over the prone vampire in the way as she scurried to the bathroom.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angelus got the undead air kicked out of his when the brunette\u2019s heel landed in the middle of his ribs. Grunting and twisting on his perch on the floor he heard the sounds of retching and coughing.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Rubbing the sore spot on his chest he easily rolled to his feet and sauntered to the bathroom door, leaning there as the pale figure stood trembling over the sink; knuckles white with the effort to stay standing.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Scratching the back of his head, still groggy, he regarded her suspiciously. It had been weeks since he\u2019d had a comfortable few hours of sleep and on the floor with the cushion was the closest he\u2019d had to comfort lately.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat the hell is wrong with you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Shuddering and still brimming with disgust, Cordelia lifted her bloodshot eyes to see nothing but her own sick face staring back at her. With a muffled groan she bent down and turned on the water, splashing her face and the sink clean. \u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNothing my ass Chase. I don\u2019t get stampeded everyday. What the hell happened?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cBad dream.\u201d Wiping her mouth after the thorough rinse and mouthwash, Cordelia ran the back of her hand against her forehead and turned to dry her face with a towel.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cEnough to make you retch? They always like that?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She looked up to see him leaning disinterestedly in the doorway, frowning at her in confusion.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat do you care?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cGreat.\u201d She tried to walk past him but he stood in her way. Lifting her flashing hazel eyes she glared. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Brown eyes were narrowed on her. Skimming over the surface, but searching for something underneath her skin. Like they always did. \u201cTell me about your nightmare.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Scowling she shoved him out of the way and padded back into the dark living room. \u201cGo walk off a cliff; I\u2019m not feeding your morbid ego this early in the morning.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He grinned at her over his shoulder. \u201cLater in the evening then? Over a bottle of blood and brandy maybe?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAngelus?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cHold my hand.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The demon snorted with laughter. \u201cGotta admit Chase, your sense of humor is\u2026WHOA!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He reached out more on instinct as her hand shot out to grab his bicep, his own arms wrapping around her waist as the girl\u2019s knees suddenly gave way.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angelus stared down into her eyes, the hazel blurred and unfocused and then she screamed.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Long, hard and painfully.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He was still trying to calm her down, push her to sit on the couch, while she clutched and writhed in his arms. True though, as much as he would have liked to see her undulation under his body, this isn\u2019t want he had in mind. And he was a demon. He figured the pleasure would match the pain.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat the bloody hell are you doing! Get away from her!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angelus scowled over his shoulder at the thundering Englishman stumbling down the stairs. \u201cI didn\u2019t fucking do anything! She just started yelling like a mad cow!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cGet your hands off her!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cFine.\u201d Pulling his hands off he stepped out of the way.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">When the fist connected with Rupert\u2019s jaw, sending his glasses askew, he held the flailing arms of the brunette before letting out a whimpering request. \u201cHold her!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angelus stood back, arms crossed, watching the man get clawed as he held back a grin. \u201cI don\u2019t know; if she nicks a little blood off you I might not have to bite.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAngelus!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The demon rolled his eyes. \u201cChrist, you\u2019re pathetic.\u201d Shoving the watcher away, Angelus half climbed on top of the struggling girl, sat down hard on her thighs, enough to keep her steady before he grabbed her wrists firmly with one hand and her jaw with the other.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cCordelia! Look at me!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The sharp snap of his tone seemed to set off some sort of switch in the girl, because her wide hazel eyes blinked open to stare up into his with precision, almost like she knew he\u2019d be there. Shaking and disoriented, her mouth parted with labored breaths.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Lips dry and Angelus had to clamp down the need to moisten them. With his mouth.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The watcher sat up from where he\u2019d landed against his coffee table and straightened his spectacles. The room had suddenly gone deathly still.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The brunette lay under Angelus, silent, panting and unmoving. Rupert Giles took a moment to contemplate the fusion of their gazes and the curling of Angelus\u2019 brow as he drew back, just as taken aback by the young woman\u2019s compliance.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Clearing his throat Giles took a step closer. \u201cYes well\u2026um\u2026good work.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angelus couldn\u2019t shake the feeling. The feeling that this slip of a girl was looking right down into the soul he didn\u2019t have and he didn\u2019t like the clarity that came the longer he looked into her eyes.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with her?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Giles peered over the vampire\u2019s shoulder. \u201cShe seems\u2026.entranced.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Scowling at the perceptive deduction, Angelus sat back slightly, his hands still wrapped around her wrists. \u201cNo shit. Even I can see that. What the hell is she so entranced with?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAhem. You?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angelus\u2019 eyes snapped back down to the brunette who lay prone under him. \u201cIt\u2019s not me,\u201d he muttered gruffly, glaring down into her eyes.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cSpeak now Chase, this is your cue.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She blinked.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Her voice was raw from screaming and the two men had to strain to hear it. Giles frowned at her curiously before asking. \u201cWhat was that?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cGet your fat ass off me fangbreath.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThat\u2019s what I thought she said.\u201d Giles cleared his throat, almost expecting the demon to rise to the bait. But oddly. He didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">If the girl still wasn\u2019t shaking the way she was Angelus might have picked up on the fat comment, but for now. He just wanted to get away from the liquid of her eyes. They unsettled the demon.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Swinging his leg off her, Angelus rolled away from her, dropping her wrists as he gave her room to sit up.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">With a groan, she rubbed the cramping muscle in her thigh before her head swayed, one shaking hand coming to touch her temple. \u201cOh god!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Giles took the opportunity to sit down beside her, one hand on her shoulder. \u201cAre you okay Cordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She shook her head almost imperceptibly before dropping her head between her knees, her mahogany pony tail sliding down over her head as she whined. \u201cOh eyow! It was horrible.\u201d She straightened suddenly, her hazel eyes wide and panicked.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cHorrible!\u201d She clutched Giles\u2019 tugging on the sleeve of his robe. \u201cThere were like, all theses vampires! And they were\u2026.wearing\u2026plaid!\u201d She shook the bewildered watcher as her voice rose up a pitch.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cPlaid! Like that is so last generation! And I always thought the undead had good fashion sense you know, look at leather and chains over there, but no! Not these suckers! All with the stripes and squares and\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Then almost when he thought her eyes couldn\u2019t get wider, he saw her pupils dilate and she suddenly went still again. \u201cThey had a girl\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Giles leaned closer, his hand sliding down to cover hers in her lap. \u201cWhat girl Cordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Almost like she could still see it Cordelia shivered. \u201cAbout six years old. And her mother. Dead.\u201d She let out a whimper, eyes close, almost to shake off the image. \u201cTorn. Vampires.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She turned suddenly, her hands grabbing Giles\u2019 shoulders. \u201cThey\u2019re going to kill the little girl! They are! I just know it! You have to stop them.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cEasy Cordelia.\u201d The watcher gently pushed her back before she nearly climbed into his lap. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. It was just a nightmare.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNightmare!\u201d She snapped, jerking out of his grasp, jumping to her feet, irate hazel eyes flashing with fire as she poked around emphatically with one finger.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNo nightmare was when I woke up in huffy! THIS was like I was there! This was different. And HE was there.\u201d She pointed to Angelus accusingly.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">At the chastising look from the watcher Angelus snorted. \u201cWhat the fuck are you lookin\u2019 at me for? I didn\u2019t do anything. Although, the rather graphic picture she\u2019s painting is enticing. Where\u2019s this happening? Maybe there\u2019s some left.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia spun on Angelus, hands on her hips, glaring. \u201cYou weren\u2019t eating her buster! You were saving her!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">And then the room went silent again while Angelus stood there gawking at the irate young woman. Right before he burst out laughing.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cHa ha ha! Hades Chase, Biteless I might be\u2026 hee hee\u2026 but soft I ain\u2019t. Heh! That was good though. You always were good for a\u2026\u201d Angelus nearly choked on his laughter when he was bodily grabbed by his collar and one snarling human glared at him almost nose to nose.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Again Angelus wondered exactly what kind of vampire this woman would make. She had the lunge and grab down pat. Maybe he was rubbing off on her.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cDoes it LOOK like I\u2019m joking fangboy? I have a headache the size of a football stadium and for the record; I am in NO mood to get crap from you. I know what I saw.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Prying her fists from the collar of his shirt, he pushed her away and frowned down at her. \u201cYou\u2019re out of your goddamn tree Chase if you think I\u2019m going to go save some pathetic bite from possible friends. Still a vampire.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">For a moment Cordelia nearly bit back the insane urge to deck the arrogant demon in front of her, then she figured he\u2019d only hit back. She\u2019d already had her blind beginner\u2019s lucky bite.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Flinching, she stepped away from him and grabbed her coat.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cCordelia?\u201d Giles watched in panic as the willful brunette stalked to his front door doggedly. \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cIt\u2019s not everyday I wake up with the possibility of saving lives Giles, not the slayer. So when I have a feeling my head will keep from exploding if I do this, I got with the flow.\u201d She yanked the door opened, her resolute hazel eyes falling on the watcher.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cComing?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angelus stood back as the watcher went tripping over his books to catch up with Cordelia before she ventured out into the night by herself. A muscle worked in his jaw as he saw the young woman throw back an accusing glare before the door slid shut.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><i>What the hell!? Why the hell did they assume he\u2019d be their do-gooder kick puppy! <\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He snarled and kicked a stack of books clear across the room, the volumes flying open like wings before landing with a crash.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><i>Damn it all to hell!<\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Dropping into the couch, the demon ran a hand over his face only to wince and pull it away. Blood streaked his fingers and for a moment he held them in the moonlight before he turned his hands over and found the wounds Cordelia had spent the last two days healing start to open and ooze.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAwww fucking hell!\u201d Growling to keep his anger in check he glowered up at the ceiling.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYou\u2019ve got to be kidding me!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/03\/of-demony-things-crappy-lifetimes-9\/\">Part 9<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>CHAPTER 8 From neck to breast. The flesh was as red as the blood oozing from the gash. 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