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Thinking Things Over
It has only been three days since Delila was grounded, but I'm really starting to dislike her mom. She's been hounding her every move! All Delila can do is go to school then come immediately home to do her homework and whatever chores her mom might have for her. Her mom is practically standing over her shoulder every minute, so I almost haven't been able to come out in forever. It's really boring laying in a bed in a tiny closet all day with absolutely nothing to do. Delila managed to sneak me in a small tv that was maybe just a little bigger than a tissue box. So I spend all day watching it since there's nothing better to do. I have to keep the volume really low so Delila's mom doesn't hear, but that's not really a problem for me. Because of my hearing abilities, the volume doesn't have to be up that high for me to be able to hear it well. I flipped through the channels, and finding nothing better on, found myself watching a That 70's Show all day marathon.
About ten minutes into the seventh episode I've watched today, two knocks at my door. That was the signal that it was ok to come out. I shut off the tv burst into Delila's room. "Man am I glad to be out of there! I don't think I could stand it much longer in solitary confinement!" I said as I stretched my stiff muscles. "So how you been holding up?" I asked her. She heaved a sigh of discontent. "She's been making me work almost non-stop. I'm exhausted!" She plopped herself down in at her computer and began typing. She pulled up a sight that had a short article, and at the top of it, was the picture of me when I was in my demon form. I shuddered. Just thinking about that day still upsets me. "It looks like things have died down since your transformation. The government didn't want information about you to get out to the public apparently so they bribed all the media in town to make a cover up story. They're saying that they were filming a monster movie and the machine they designed to play the monster malfunctioned and went haywire or something like that. So far the people are believing it and that's good. I just hope this doesn't happen again in the future. The training Dante's been giving you better pay off!" she said as she showed my the article. I cringed in anger at the mention of Dante. "Pfft, Dante's stupid for thinking he can help me. I'm not going to train with him anymore." I crossed my arms and sat down in the chair next to her. "What? But I thought the training was going well! Why all of a sudden quit? Are you mad at him or something? Cuz I'm kinda sensing a little tension right now."
I forgot I hadn't told her about the little awkward moment that happened between Dante and I or the fight I had with him later about it. I decided to continue to keep it a secret. If I told her something like this, she'd be all over me with the girly talk about him and what the kiss was like and did I love him and why I 'broke up' with him. Well, I can't really break up with him because we were never together! It was just a one time mistake. "No, it's nothing. I just don't think it's working, that's all." I lied. Just then, we heard footsteps on the stairs. "My mom's coming! Quick! Get in the closet!" she whispered as she closed the web page and shoved me into the cramped clothing storage area. I laid back on my little bed staring up at the ceiling, trying to drown out the muffled sounds of their voices chatting on the other side. As I lay there, I began thinking about Dante and what a jerk he was. I can't believe he didn't tell me about those other girls and that he had a kid! When I think back to that night he kissed me, I feel pure rage. Before I knew, I didn't know what to feel. I had never had an experience like that before. I was totally confused. But know that I know that he's been with others and I think back to that night, I feel violated and disgusted that he could do such a thing. Angry thoughts went through my head. I didn't even acknowledge the two knocks at my door at first.
I came out pretty angry. "Hey Delila, I need to clear my head for a while. I'm heading out. I'll be back later." I said. "Ok." She said as she laid on her bed reading a book. I walked to the window and opened it then jumped onto the roof and began leaping across the rooftops. It was dark out, it was probably after eleven already. There was almost no light coming from the sky. No stars could be seen, and there was only a tiny sliver of the moon in the sky. I continued to leap through the darkness that concealed me. There was a light, cool breeze that blew through my hair as I jumped from roof to roof. I stopped on a tall building and looked out at the city. I walked over and at on the ledge. dangling my feet over the side as I stared off into the distance as I began sorting the thoughts in my head.
I began thinking about how much I've started to hate Dante. 'Dante is over two thousands years old, and I'm only fifteen, of course he could've had been with someone before me! But why am I angry? Would I not have been mad if he had told me in the first place? And the fact that he failed to mention that he had a kid? Well, that kinda is and kinda isn't his fault. I mean of course he didn't tell me he had a kid because he only saw the kid when he was born. It was years before he was reunited with Nero. But he should've been there for his kid. A single mother raising a half devil baby must've been awful!' But as I continue to think, reasoning started to come through. 'I'm not really in the situation to be angry with him right now. I mean those feds are probably gonna be after him and Nero since they probably know they're half demons. We all should stay together because we'll need to protect ourselves from the government enemy. If the group starts dividing now, who knows what could happen! I guess I'm just gonna have to suck it up and find a way to not be mad at him.'
Finally having thought things through, I sat there just listening to the sounds around me with a clear mind. But a voice from behind me startled me. "I have found you at last, Kimiko...Die, scum."
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