You are on a harness,hold a knife to Emma's throat,and get killed from the back with a poison arrow shot by Elijah no offence jk
I couldn't. I could. This was the only thoughts I had thought for the past few hours. Why did this girl have to be on the list. The only people that got on this list are the ones with a life of guilty goodness. I growled in fury letting the papers fall in a mess all over the room. Why couldn't I understand what I was feeling?! I kicked my desk over, ripping a poster down off my wall, and hisses stomping into my closet and ripping my hand in the girls hair. She let out a whimper of pain. "Please.." She choked out with tears. "Shut up, before I really get mad." I warned coldly and gave her a rip up to her feet. She closed her eyes, seeming to fight back sobs. I pushed her out into the living room, and down into a chair. I sat down across from her, glaring off into the distance. She slowly went quiet after a few minutes of silent cries. I waited. "How old are you?" I asked calmly. She didn't speak, just stared at me, shaking. I breathed out and dug my knife out of my pocket. "Talk to me. Or you will start losing fingers." I glared. "I'm 17." She stuttered out quickly. "What's your name?" I asked, keeping my eyes on her icily. "Nancy..." She said sounding weak, and tired all of a sudden. "Do you have any family Nancy?" I asked. Her expression broke, and tears ran down her face. "It's just my mother, and my little brother." She said her voice thick with tears. "Oh I see, well Nancy i have a favor to ask you." I said with a smirk. Her face went pale. "What do I have to do..?" She asked. "Well since I know you so well I'm going to tell you a secret... I'm not human. Most people say I'm a monster, but I'm much worse. I am part demon, I am part devil, and I am part angel. All those parts together as one creates what is called a dark angel. And we eat a certain thing, that you will somehow get for me." I explain.
Nancy sat as pale as snow on the couch in front of me. "You.. Your a monster." She whispered in fear. I rolled my eyes. "You just figured this out now?" I said in a clipped tone. Nancy hugged her legs to her chest looking at me for the first time with no fear. "But you have a heart." She said lowly. I growled at his ripping my hand in her hair glaring daggers at her. "No. I. Don't." I snarled. "Then why am I still alive!" She said closing her eyes with tears. Her question took me off guard for a second. Why did I let her live? "I don't know, your not worth staining my new carpets." I snapped looking away from her. She stayed quiet, watching me with her forest green eyes, and in a nerves twitch fixed a stray piece of her black curls. She wasn't hideous, but she was nothing I would take a second look from not like.. No shut up. Don't you dare think of Emma again, not like this. "Just shut up, Chris should be here any minute, and like I said he is a complete womanizer so, you will have your hands full." I smirked, and my head turned to the door at the knock. "come in." I said and watched Nancy turn to look towards the boy that came in. I gagged at the look of attraction that hit her features as soon as he stepped in. "Hey Fang, long time no see old buddy." Chris said with a smirk as he walked over to me. "hey, I'm surprised you didn't bring along your eight girlfriends." I said rolling my eyes. Chris threw me an irrigated look, and glanced to Nancy, the faintest of emotions lighting them. What was this? I smirked to myself. "This is Nancy, my... Room mate." I snickered. Chris as smooth as he always was took a seat down beside Nancy, running his hand through his spiky blonde hair, looking at her piercingly with his chocolate brown eyes. "Hey gorgeous, I'm Chris." He said with a wink. Nancy stuttered now her face red staring at him. I again had to resist the urge to gag. "Well before you two end up making out on the couch, Chris better have that secret weapon of yours ready for that Salrion before school tomorrow." I said and turned walking back to my room. "Alrighty boss." Chris called back, and I rolled my eyes climbing into bed to stare down at Emma's files. The hell with this, since when did a dark angel follow the rules. I pulled out my lighter and quickly burned the files. If anyone asks I never got her file. As soon as the file was nothing but ash I relaxed back on my bed. I just wish I knew why she mattered so much to me at all.