Page 15 of Satan's Son

Ethan shook his head, and his face twisted with anger. He looked hurt and embarrassed, but I couldn’t understand why.

“That’s it. I’m done,” he said.

I opened my mouth to reply, but he disappeared completely. Spinning around, I was surrounded by humans. Ethan had left me here, and I wasn’t even sure where ‘here’ was. Why had he gotten so upset?

Ethan

I slammed my bedroom door and picked up the first thing in my way and hurled it across the room.Why?Why in all that was holy had I gottenher? I threw myself backward on my bed and glared up at the ceiling.

I wasn’t sure what was worse, knowing that I had caused her death or having had a crush on her for years. Ever since I’d first saved her, I hadn’t been able to get her out of my head. My dad called me a fool in love, while others just thought it was weird that I was willingly protecting a human on earth.

Although I had backed off over the years, I only stepped in when she was going to hurt herself, which was close to all the time. I had never seen anyone so attracted to dangerous situations.

Groaning, I ran my fingers through my hair and placed my hands behind my head. It was my fault she was here. I shouldn’t have…

I groaned again. She wasn’t meant to be here.

But when her eyes locked with mine for the first time in the alley, I froze. I hadn’t even realized she’d turned away and walked into the street until I heard her body connect with the metal of the car. A sharp, blunt force pushed through my body when I heard that noise. I thought I had lost her. I was certain that I would never see her again, because a beautiful soul like hers wouldn’t come down here, so I’d been shocked when I called her name up for judgment.

The surprise quickly wore off as soon as her mouth opened. I didn’t know why she had made it her mission to annoy the hell out of me since she got here. To top that, I was doomed to guide her, because it was my mistake she was here in the first place. Dad was determined for me to right the wrong.

I gritted my teeth. I was more pissed off that she made light of my knowing her. I’d once dreamed of having a conversation with her, but that was impossible now.

Addison, I killed you, but I think I’m secretly in love with you.I groaned, falling back into bed, and thoughts of what she would be getting up to without me entered my mind. I had to go back to her. She wouldn’t know how to get back here. She spent all her time talking and not listening.

Standing, I decided I’d better go find her before she got herself in trouble. Closing my eyes, I centered myself on where I last left her.

Addison

I hated high heels. I didn’t even know how long I’d walked but I was over it. Not the actual walking on heels bit, but the noise. I was bloody sick of the click, click, click!

I stopped dead in the middle of the street. Who knows where I was? Some rural town. Not one person was out, and I wasn’t cool with the whole haunting people thing. I took a long step, minimizing the clicking.

“What in God’s name are you doing now?”

I spun around, looking ridiculous, and found a smug Ethan.

“Nothing.” I put my feet together, no longer looking as if I was doing the splits.

“Clearly,” he said, walking toward me. “Picked your dummy back up then, did we?”

I walked beside him. “You know it’s not nice to leave a girl behind.”

“Clearly, you managed.”

“Believe me, it was close! Honestly, Ethan, I don’t know how I survived without you.”

Ethan shot me a dry expression, not picking up on my joke. Did this dude even have a sense of humor? I was beginning to think he was as exciting as a white crayon.

“Okay, hold up.” I reached out, placing my hand on his arm and stopping him. His expression was still dry, but I saw his surprised look. His gaze darted to my hand, as I firmly gripped his arm.

Taking a step closer to him, I said, “I’m sorry I picked on your sexuality; it was a low blow.”

I dropped the serious expression and grinned.

Ethan pulled away from me. “I’m not gay!” Letting out an annoyed grunt, he took off again. “I’m not talking to you. And don’t you dare start singing again.”

“You know, Ethan, we really have to get you a sense of humor.” I noticed his broad back as he walked away from me, and once more the night did a full circle.

Respecting Ethan’s request, I didn’t sing. Instead, I started humming.

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