Jace's reaction is the same as my own. I burn red, turning away and hurrying out of the room. Once I reach the stairs, I jump down the basement steps and attack one of the bodies, feeding.
Gods...You're disgusting.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I finish and do what the Princess told me, cringing at the sound of a broken neck. Because of his past, Jace freaks out inside and makes me feel like I have to curl up in a ball and rock back and forth. Instead, I ball up on the bottom step and try to relax.
You do this every time, I think, Why?
I don't want to talk about it. You have my memories. You know, he snaps back, his voice shaky.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Just as I was about to fall asleep I heard a scream. Rayah subcontiously takes over and runs downstairs and outside, Seeing a guy pointing a sword at Riley and Logan on the floor. She runs towards the man and kicks him in the stomach, sending him backwards into a tree and punching him repeatedly until it looked like he just got jumped.
Whoa Rayah...kick a** Moment?
She chuckles at what I say and kneels before Logan, checking his pulse as Riley is shaking.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I hear a scream and bolt up the stairs, finding that I'd just missed whatever happened. I rush to Riley and Logan as Brooklyn checks Logan's pulse. Jace is freaking out in my mind, telling me to do ten different things at once. Then a hole breaks through the ceiling, and with it, a kid with wings.
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It's as if I heard her scream from miles away. Already on my way, I tumble into their roof and onto their living room floor. There she is. My little Rye. Shaking from the fear of which I assume came from the guy unconscious on the floor. Well, the one that didn't look like her twin, of course. I dash to her side - the one not taken by the other guy who looks like he's about to vomit from being torn in fifty different directions - and wrap my arms around her, tickling her face with one of my wings.
"I'm back, little sunshine," I whisper as I kiss the side of her face, "Whatever happened, let me erase it."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Jace growls inside of me, glaring - if he could - at the boy with his arms around our daughter. Swallowing, I take Brooklyn's side and focus on Logan, who has a slap mark across his cheek from what Jace says is his wife's doing.
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I smile at Riley, forcing her to not look at the man, and love how nervous and happy I made her. I kiss her and tuck my wings in around us, concealing our private moment from on lookers.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I nod, Rayah still in control and she sighs, "She's growing up," Rayah sighs, looking at the floor with a smile.
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Riley
He pulls back and kisses the side of my house before telling me he wants to admire me. "Of course I'm happy to see you again," I whispered back with a smile.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights