Second, you guys are fakes.
Everyone knows that.
If Killian wants to fight my decision,
I MIGHT listen.
Besides, Samael started it.
Our father now knows I’m motherfucking Finn.
That wasn’t part of the plan. I glanced at the virtual version of Killian, an apathetic expression plastered on his innocent face. Iwaited for him to break down as he always did, paired with the tears and sobs of agony that it was cold. Instead, his lip curled up in the smallest smirk before disappearing, his face blank of all emotion.No fucking way.I had thought Killian was hiding behind that bland persona and now I knew I was right. Neither Daemon nor Dark caught onto the expression but it was only a matter of time before they realized the truth.
I waved them off as I left Alex’s office, taking a sharp turn toward the kitchen to check if one of the Karens had made something. Curiosity killed the cat but I just had to know what kind of monstrosities had been supplied today. Unfortunately, I didn’t get that far.
“Oomph,” I mumbled as I ran headfirst into a woman who smelled like cherries. I licked my lips and looked up before frowning.
Get away from her. She’s a traitor.
Duly noted, Daemon. Duly noted.
The girl whimpered and I returned it with a smile that had her cringing. I remembered her good and well from all the times she played with Killian. I hated people like her, the ones who were so fucking fake that you couldn’t tell the mask from reality. “Hey,” I purred, “No hard feelings, right? You were just doing your job.”
What the fuck are you talking about? She tried to turn on us for a story!
Finn, tread lightly.
Killianleaned back, head tilted, watching me with an amused expression. Even in their metaphorical bodies, I could sense that Killian was enjoying this. It reminded me of the moments before I was locked away in the void and suffered for three years. There was no fucking way he had another plan like that, not when I was so close to accomplishing everything I wanted in life. I narrowed my gaze at him before realizing Nyla hadn’t responded to me.
She was still staring, obviously unnerved by my appearance and even more so that I was addressing her. Ever since she had moved up the ladder, the alters hadn’t spared her any attention.
“Do… do you need something?” She clutched the folders in her hands tighter to her chest.
“Just wanted to catch up. Gary is a little shit and he’s annoying as fuck. Let’s go to Bondage Palace. First round is on me.” The comment about Gary got me a small smile, but that’s all it did.
Her body tensed, her head tilting to the side as she tried to read me. Her eyes grazed over the piercings accentuating my features, the dark clothing, and my newest scar ‘REMEMBER’ carved into my arm. Dad had wanted me to cover it up but I liked the brand. I mean… I made it. Daemon and Dark were screaming at me to leave her alone but I needed her. Nyla was part of the plan. “You’re not Killian or the other ones. Your eyes are different,” She finally said, her words barely above a whisper.
“You really are smarter than you look. Come on, it’ll be fun.” Fun was stretching it a bit.
She shivered and then nodded, her expression softening at the promise of whatever I had planned. Knowing she had a crush on me made this easy. “Yes, yes sure.” Nyla made her way down the hall as I returned to my cubicle, glaring at Gary to keep his attention on his computer screen. He complied rather quickly after I snarled at him.
I whipped out my phone and shot off a text to Jade about joining me tonight for a rather kinky outing.
Bondage Palace?
Do you even have to ask? I’ll be there at 8.
A sinister smile spread across my lips as I cracked my knuckles and started on my next column. The plan was coming along nicely.
SLASH
Niles had promised me the full length of my sabbatical for the grieving I wasn’t doing. That had lasted an entire two days before he started pinging my phone, begging me to resume my surgeries. I guessed the hospital really couldn’t handle me hanging out in limbo. I was Dr. God Hands after all.
I really did need to quit. Today was probably better than any.
I slammed my office door shut, sifting through the chaos of my life. Finn’s games were going to get us in trouble. I needed to make a trip to the newspaper sooner rather than later. Settled into my chair, my head resting on the desk, I realized my left hand was shaking again.Fucking hell.I toyed with the resignation letter in my lap as I sorted through my options. It had been written three years ago when Aeron nearly died of abroken heart. I rewrote it when Killian left me. And yet again when Samael lost his love. I couldn’t keep doing this to myself.
My door eased open, Niles slipping in like he used to when I didn’t know he basically owned the hospital. I still fucking hated him for the way that I found out. “Hey, I’ve been meaning to discuss-”
