"Get your bitch as up now!!" my foster father

yelled while throwing a punch down on me as

I laid in bed.

"What a wonderful thing to wake you to,"I

thought as the pain struck my side. I quickly

got up and ran to the bathroom before Jerry

could throw another punch.

"You better be down in 5 minutes or else," He

yelled while banging on the door. I let out a

sigh as I watched the vibration on the door

come to a stop.

"Or else what? It's not like if I get ready in time

you're not going to beat me up either way" I let

out a tired yawn.

Last night was a hell of a mission. No, literally!

I was assigned to take out a gang transporting

drugs on the dock. Made 125k from that alone.

Working for this secret organization the

government has is sometimes a pain in the ***

though. Every mission I do, I literally get shot

at. Not so fun dodging bullets every second.

Growing up my biological parents saw I had

these miraculous gifts like telekinesis and

controlling the weather. I have some other

powers but I don't care to explain.

Sometimes, my powers were uncontrollable

which caused my family and me to be under

surveillance. Eventually, the government

found us, specifically one of the leaders of the

organization who went by Henry. He offered

my family a deal; I work for them and in

return, they pay us. Seeing as how we were

poor we agreed.

As time went on my parents adopted more

kids into the family. More like these kids

found us to be honest. I have 22 brothers. All

who now live in my mansion together. I know

what you're wondering. Why stay with these

foster asshole of parents if I have money?

Simple.

My parents spoke with Henry informing them

that if anything were to happen with them,

I would be placed away from my brothers

because I can be a threat to everyone else

considering how 'special' I am. So, I was

placed in a foster home where no one has

tracked me yet. I tried to argue my point to

Henry saying I would be fine if I lived with

my brothers but he wouldn't go against my

parents' wishes.

After showering and getting dressed, I walked

downstairs at full speed. Before Jerry or Cindy

could physically abuse me, I ran out the door.

"GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SLUT!" Cindy

yelled by the door. I ignored her and walked

to school with my phone in my hand

Ding.

It was a message from Ethan. Ethan was

my second oldest brother. Ethan and the

rest of my brothers were also trained in the

organization. They chose to work with me

of their own free will which was kind of

nice. Some missions we do aren't just about

drugs. Sometimes it's trafficking of some sort,

protecting someone or something, recovering

stolen goods, busting arms dealers, and even

defusing bombs. Everyone in the family is a

specialist in a certain type of combat. Ethan's

skilled in water combat.

Ethan and I talked on the phone while I

walked to school. I let out a heavy sigh once I

reached the main gates.

"I'll talk to you later and I might visit you guys

after school," I spoke into the phone.

"Alright. Have a great day peaches," he replied

in an eager tone. I mentally chuckled and said

my goodbyes.

"It's Monday. You can get through this,"

I mumbled to myself boosting whatever

motivation is left.

I walked in and slowly headed to my

first-period class knowing I'm already late.

You would never see me rushing to class even

if I'm late. As long as I pass I could give fewer

fucks. I finally reached my class and walked

in during the middle of a lecture. As usual, I

received stares from students and the teacher

just gave me a nod gesturing to have a seat.

To be honest I could just skip class and

meet up with my brothers. Either way, the

government covers me. So if I were to fail a

class, they could change that for me. I would

ditch every day but it isn't fair to the students

who are actually stuck in this school and have

to pass. Know when to use your resources as

an advantage; abusing what you have will get

you nowhere in the long run.

As my day went on normal I decided to skip

chemistry and just go to the mansion early

since today was just a video instruction day. I

was still tired and could use some sleep. I text

Ethan to pick me up but he said he couldn't so

he's sending James. James was the leader of

our gang when I wasn't around. He was also

the oldest out of all of us.

I walked out of the school and waited for

James. After about 15 minutes later he finally

arrived. He pulled up in a black Lamborghini

and stepped out. He instantly smirks as

he sees me and I roll my eyes. James had

medium-dark brown hair and brown eyes. He

had a lip ring on his bottom lip and a flower

tattoo on his right arm.

"About time you ditch school," his voice

boomed through the quiet lot.

I rolled my eyes again. "Yeah yeah. Whatever,"

I said brushing myself off since I was sitting

on the ground. All of a sudden I was being

pulled into his chest.

"I missed you, little sister," James whispered

while hugging me. I wanted to cry at this

moment but didn't. I haven't seen the guys in 2

months because I have been busy with either

school, missions, or my foster parents.

"I miss you too," I muffled in his chest while

hugging him back.

We finally broke from the hug and got in his

car. As we drove off, I was consumed with

sleep as I looked out the window.

When I woke up I felt fully rested like I

haven't slept properly in months. I looked

around and saw that I was in my room in the

mansion. I'm guessing James carried me to my

bed.

I slowly slid out of my king-size bed before

walking over to my closet and grabbing

some black skinny jeans and a grey armless

T-shirt, then made my way to the bathroom. I

brushed my teeth and showered and washing

my hair in the process. When I was finished

with everything I slipped into my clothes and

some black converse before applying some

chapstick.

Once I was done I grabbed my phone from

the dresser and checked the time. It was

6:26 pm. I decided that since it was dinner

time, the guys and I should just head out to

a restaurant. I walked out of my room and

down the huge hallway. I started making my

way downstairs and heard music blasting

along with some of the guys laughing.

Wow, how I miss them so much.

"BOSS!" Justin yelled, pulling me out of my

thoughts.

I rolled my eyes, hating to be called boss.

"Don't call me that" I growled at Justin which

caused him to chuckle.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs, the guys

started greeting me. "So were you just going

to not give me a hug or something?!" Ethan

yelled approaching me. I chuckled and shook

my head as he pulled me into a bone-crushing

hug

"Do..you.hear that?" I manage to choke out.

"Hear what?"

"My bones.crushing"

He released me while laughing with an

apologizing look. "Alright. Since you guys are

all here, we're going out to eat so grab your

motorcycle and be outside in 5," I announced

and received a reply of cheers.

We were now finished eating and were getting

ready to leave. Man, I miss hanging out with

my brothers.

We were all laughing at Lenin who was a

klutz. He somehow tripped and fell in the

slowest motion as possible. Trust me, it's

more like a "see to believe" type of joke. We

all walked out and started heading to our

motorcycle.

My phone went off and I looked at the caller

id. Letting out a sigh as I saw it was Cindy. I

watched as the phone rang. '"Out of billions of

people on this earth why do I have to be the one

stuck with them,"I thought to myself.

A hand grabbed my shoulder and I looked

over to see Ethan giving me a small smile.

He knows more than the guys sometimes. II

returned the smile and shoved my phone in

my pocket. I realised we had reached by our

bikes. I miss my baby. Dark blue with my

signature engraved on it.

"Isn't that the girl from our school?" I heard a

familiar voice from behind.

"Shit," I mumbled. No one from school can

know the real me. They're only supposed

to see me as the shy nerdy type and out of

everyone it had to be this bitch. This bitch is

like every bully in every other story except

she NEVER will change.

Oh my god! It is her. It's that ugly slut!!" her

voice came closer behind me. I looked up to

see some of the guys looking at me and some

at her. I knew she was approaching me by the

clicks of her heels.

I turned to see her in heels and a short dress.

Her hair was everywhere and her face was

caked in makeup.

Wait today is Monday. Why is this cow dressed

for partying? Well, she's going to make it far

in life. Just kidding. HA!! Good one Sky. I was

mentally pulled out of my thoughts by a

hyena laugh. Ashley and her little followers

were laughing.

"Cat got your tongue?" she laughed harder.

"Nope. I was just trying to figure out what I

was looking at. You tried so hard to outline

your nose as if you even have one and not to

mention that parking lot of a forehead. You

know comparing you to Voldemort would be

an insult to him of course." I spoke up.

Her laugh went silent along with her friends

who gasped at my insult. You see she never

thought I would fight back because in school I

let her do her thing and I take the beatings but

here's the problem, we're not in school.

She looked at me shocked then recovered it

with a smirk. "So what is an ugly piece of shit

like you doing with these hot guys? Or are you

trying to make some money?" she finished

with a laugh. Man, she can laugh.

"None of your business" I spat. I then felt a

sting across my face and a bunch of clicks

behind me. I looked at Ashley's face which

turned pale. I turned around to see all my

brothers pointing a pistol at her.

My eyes widened, "What the hell?!"

They all looked at me in confusion. "But she

hit you Boss" Stan questioned.

I rolled my eyes at the boss part. "I don't givea

damn. If I wanted her dead I would have done

it already now put your guns away and stop

calling me Boss," I growled and they obeyed.

I turned back to Ashley who looked like she

just shitted herself and her friends...well they

looked like they're frozen in place.

I smirked at her. "Next time you bully

someone, I will kill you with my bare hands," I

lied. Hey, at least she would stop if this scared

her, right?

She slowly nodded and I got on my bike and

started it along with the guys. I turned on my

bike and looked at her. "You better not tell

anyone about this. This goes for your friends

too. If I find out one of you talking...let's just

say it wouldn't be pretty," I spoke firmly and I

was serious about that part.

I can't have people knowing who I am and

put my life or my brothers' lives in danger. II

turned around and we all drove back to the

house.

I managed to sneak back into the house

without being caught by Jerry and Cindy.

They were both passed out on the couch with

beer bottles surrounding them. Tomorrow

will either be a great day if they sleep in from

the hangover or the worst if they wake up.

I silently made my way up to my room and

crashed on my bed.

Tonight has been fun with the guys other than

the slap to the face from Ashley. The girl most

likely shitted herself when she saw all those

guns aiming at her. I glimpsed over to the

clock on the nightstand. It was 6:00 am on the

dot. Great! No sleep for me.

I decided to brush my teeth, then take a

shower before starting to get dressed for

school. I wore some blue wash-away skinny

jeans with a black tank top and an open

plaid shirt. I grabbed my phone and bag then

headed downstairs quietly. I was about to

walk out the door until I was yanked back

inside. I turned around to see it was Cindy.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER YOUR PHONE

YESTERDAY AND WHERE WERE YOU?!" she

yelled. I could smell the beer on her nasty

morning breath.

Jerry walked up behind her and if looks

could kill, well his would. "ANSWER YOUR

MOTHER!" he yelled then slapped me across

the face. I felt a sharp sting and burn.

He looked at his ring then glared at me. "You

got blood on my ring you bitch," he growled.

He was about to hit me again but Cindy

stopped him.

"No. She has to go to school. We'll deal with

her tonight," she said smirking along with

Jerry. "If you come home late again you will

regret it," she threatened me.

I nodded and walked out the door. I pulled

out a napkin from my bag and my phone with

the camera on. I looked at the scrape that was

bleeding on my right cheek. It was 2 inches

long. I let out a sigh and whipped the blood

off.

I guess one good thing about having powers

is one of them being self-healing. The scrap

would heal itself in about 10 minutes since it

was small. Small injuries take longer to heal

rather than big injuries which take less time

to heal. Don't ask me how that works because

I don't even know.

Math. Math oh how I love you. To be honest

I really do love math. I understand it pretty

easy and well I'm a fast learner. My second

favorite subject is English because in my

essays I would also get either a 95 or higher.

We were now doing independent work and

Ms. Genna was walking around helping some

of the students. She stopped next to me and I

showed her my paper.

"All correct so far," she said with her smile

as her gray hair fell down to the side of her

face. Ms. Genna was the nicest teacher in this

school. Everyone loved her. "What happened

to your cheek Dear?" she frowned with her

eyes glued to my scrape.

Shit. I gave her a small smile. "My cat doesn't

like to share the bed," I quickly lied.

She looked at me for a few seconds and gave

a small smile. "Oh okay. If you want to talk

about anything, I'm here for you."

"Thank you," I smiled before she walked off to

another student.

We were now in the middle of lectures on

how to do college math. There was a knock on

the door and most of the kids were thankful

since they hated math. Ms. Genna nodded her

head as the person spoke to her at the door. I

couldn't see the person because she or he was

being blocked by a wall. I shrugged mentally

and started working on my assignment sheet.

I heard the door shut and a bunch of footsteps

around the room. I ignored it assuming it

was visitors who would take notes on her

teachings. "Attention everyone. I know you're

wondering what's happening right now but

this nice man will explain everything," Ms.

Genna spoke as I continued working.

The person cleared their throat and spoke,

"Hello. I am here to assist a special student in

your class on a mission to take down a bad

guy. Please I beg you not to use your phones

or make loud noises for your own safety. Not

to worry, this isn't real. We're rehearsing for a

play," he whispered in the last part.

Would students even believe that?

I sighed as I recognized the voice. It was

Henry. He was in his mid 40's with gray hair

and tattoos. No. No. Not the gray hair that

elders get. This dude start-up put his hair like

that. To be honest it kind of suits him. He also

claims and I quote "The chicks dig it". This guy

is where I get my assigned missions. We had

our ups and downs but we were always cool

until now. He is the closest thing to a parent

me and my brothers have.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me," I mumbled.

I didn't realize I said it really loud because

everyone turned to me. I looked up and glared

at Henry.

A smirk rose to his face. I knew he needed

my help. That is the only reason he showed

up. I don't mind saving the school and all

but did he really have to do it this way? Like

honestly, you could've just called me or text

me. Anything but this.

This is all fun for you huh?" I scoffed causing

some people to gasp at my attitude.

His smirk remained on his face. "Yup. Now

gear up," he spoke as one of his men handed

him a duffle bag.

"In front of the class?" I questioned.

"Yes now hurry up. Your boys are coming

soon," he said putting the duffle bag on the

teacher's table.

Man, this got to be big. Henry never shows

up to my missions like this unless it was

necessary. I walked up to the front of the

room which only gained everyone's attention

which I hated. I opened the bag and took off

my plaid shirt leaving my tank top on. I heard

some whispers and looked at Henry. "Your

tattoo is showing," he explained. My tattoo

was a dream catcher on my back. Each string

had all my brothers' and my parents' name

written on it.

I pulled out a combat shirt that was black and

slipped it on. I pulled out a combat knife and

shoved it in the back of my pants under my

shirt. I then loaded up on the Ak's. I turned

around to see shocked faces.

There's no way they're going to believe this is

for a play.

"We're here," I heard Ethan's voice coming

from the door. James pushed him aside and

walked up to Henry clearly pissed off.

"The hell is your problem dude. You could

have done this in private and not come to her

school like this," He growled referring to me

and I couldn't agree more with him.

"Yeah well, we found out this morning and

rushed over here," he explained.

James rolled his eyes and walked over to me.

"You okay?" he whispered cupping my face

then realized the scrape on my face when I

flinched. "Them?" he whispered referring to

Jerry and Cindy.

I nodded and Henry cleared his throat. "Here

are the files," he handed the folder to me. I

took it and opened it.

"Alright. Our guy's name is Franky. He's in his

early 30's and has a teardrop by his right eye,"

I spoke and held up the photo so the guys

could see.

I gave the photo to Justin so they could pass

it around. "He wants revenge on someone in

the school. This kid needs to be protected. His

name is Darren Lincoln. He's on this floor. His

mother, who is a judge, died a while now from

natural death and as revenge, he is going for

the kid. Look for him quietly" I spoke again

and passed the picture of Darren around.

I turned to Ms. Genna and she looked a little

shook but smiled at me. "Ms. Genna is it okay

ifI erase the board?"

"Sure thing darling," she spoke with her sweet

voice. I thanked her and erased the board. I

drew a quick map of our floor.

"Alright listen up carefully. There are three

ways to get to this floor. There's the back

stairway and the front stairway. We also have

a gym which leads to the outside. The back

stairway will be guarded by Victor, Blake,

Austin, Ethan, and Taylor. The front stairway

is bigger so Mason, Alex, Carter, Weston,

Kevin, Gabe, Zack, and James will secure that

area. For the gym, Hunter, Felix, Richie, and

Chris, you guys will be there. Cody, Randy,

Justin, Lenin, and Stan, you guys will be with

me looking for the kid. Alright, let's go. Be safe

and if you see Frankly call it in." I ordered

them and they all nodded before leaving the

classroom excepting James and Ethan.

"Be safe and love you," Ethan spoke as he

kissed my forehead.

"Love you too," I replied and kissed his

forehead before he left.

James came up and hugged me. "We're talking

about your cut later. Love you, little sis," he

said kissing me on the cheek.

"Love you too," I smiled before he left.

I told Henry to have some of his men guard

this room and roam the hallway. He agreed

and divided them up. I walked out and started

searching the classroom for the kid.

As I walked into each class I received stares

and gasps as they recognize who I was. I

walked into the 4th classroom and finally

found the kid.

"He's in here," I said to my squad.

They jogged to the classroom and guarded it

as I walked in. I made my way up to Darren.

He looked puzzled and I don't blame him.

I offered a little smile and started to explain,

"A guy your mother put in jail has escaped

and now as revenge, you're his target. We

need to get you out of this classroom. Would

you please for us?"

He gave me a half-smile. "No thank you. I

could take care of myself. I don't need some

nerdy girl to protect me."

I stood there with anger. "Cockiness gets you

killed you know," I stated.

"You don't know anything about me," he spat.

I let outa frustrated groan. "This isn't the time

to start this shit. Now please just follow us."

He sat back in his chair. "No," was all he said.

Maybe I should do Franky a favor and kill him

myself. Ha! I'm just kidding...maybe.

I turned to the door to see the guys annoyed

at him. I turned back to Darren. "You think

you're so tough. You do know Franky is not

dumb enough to come alone so get your ***

up," I warned.

He sat up in his chair and intertwined his

hand on the desk then looked up to me.

"You're a girl. Just because you hold a gun

and look all armed doesn't mean you knowv

anything Especially when you're a nerd and

quiet."

I had enough and yanked him up by the

hoodie and dragged him out the door. I let go

of his hoodie and walked beside him back to

Ms. Genna's class.

"Feisty much," he mumbled to himself but I

was able to hear him.

"BOSS HE'S HERE AND HAS MEN

SURROUNDING THE SCHOOL. HE HAS

ABOUT 15 GUYS," I heard Mason through my

walkie-talkie. I picked it up.

"Hold them off," I ordered and ran into the

classroom with the guys.

Henry looked at me then at the kid. "Alright.

My men, keep him safe at all cost," he ordered

them and they replied with a "Yes sir."

I turned to the board where the map was

drawn. "Which is the easiest way into the

School?" I mumbled.

"The gym sweetheart. Anyone can basically

enter and leave without that much of a

notice," Ms. Genna's sweet voice informed me.

I thanked her and turned to my guys.

"Cody and Randy go to the main stair. He

would put more guys there. Justin and Lenin,

you go to the back stairs. I'm going to the gym

and Stan, you're on backup with a douche bag

over here," I said pointing back to Henry who

was glaring at me.

We all headed to the location. I soon met up

with Hunter, Felix, Richie, and Chris who were

shooting at the guys on the basketball court. I

joined in and helped them out. Four enemies

were now down. As we took them out one by

one, more came in. I heard a loud explosion

coming from the outside entrance. Some

of the enemies turned around and started

shooting behind them.

"Can you see who they're shooting at?" I yelled

before shooting someone in the back of their

head.

"No," Chris yelled then returned to shooting.

The rest of the guys eventually joined us.

"Why are you guys here?" I asked hiding

behind a wall as I was reloading.

"Henry's men got the stairway covered," James

yelled then pushed up in the enemy's area.

Another explosion went off and I noticed

some of the guys just disappearing into thin

air. I got distracted and that one of them shot

me in the arm. I cursed under my breath and

shot the guy in the head. I ducked behind the

wall and looked at my arm. The bullet was

wedged in. I let out a sigh and Ethan ran over

to me. He held my arm and reached into the

wound and managed to get the bullet out.

I watched as my wound healed back to my

regular skin.

We eventually pushed up some more and

stopped shooting because the men were

disappearing in a flash. I watched as men

would either drop to the floor from their

necks being twisted or from a headshot. The

last guy was then gone and me and my men

aimed around the area unsure what was

happening.

We watched as a figure appeared in the

distance. As the figure came closer into the

light, we stopped aim as we saw who it was.

Fucking Godric was back.

We all watched as he made his way over to

us. I took in his features. His dark brown hair

was curled to the side and fell in front of his

face. His eyes were a light brown and his style

didn't even seem to change one bit. He had

on a white t-shirt which showed his muscles

along with his tattoos. He had a piercing on

his ear which was a black stud earring.

Godric was my childhood friend and the only

friend who knew everything about me and

my brothers. We planned to start our own

business one day but then he just vanished

without a word or trace.

"Surprise!" He smiled as he stood in front of

me. I stood there not knowing how to respond.

He opened his mouth to say something and

was cut off by Henry's voice that came out of

the walkie-talkie "Sky! We have a problem.

Franky is now in the classroom with Darren

and he's armed. It's only him. All his guys are

down."

I started running back to the classroom

with the guys behind me. We all barged in

the classroom and Franky had his left arm

wrapped around Darren's neck while the right

hand was aiming a pistol at his head.

"Put your weapons down or the kid dies,"

Franky spat across the room.

I looked around to see all the students and Ms.

Gena in the back of the classroom. I turned

back to Franky then let outa sigh. I slowly

lowered my gun to the ground and the guys

followed along.

Franky smirks at his success then waved the

gun towards us. "Kick it to me."

Since his gun was off Darren, I took the

opportunity to take my pistol out and pull the

trigger along when he pulled his trigger. The

gunshot was covered by screams that came

from some of the students. Franky slowly

dropped to the floor and the classroom was

filled with silence from the shocked students. I

called Henry in and told him what happened.

I was thanked by Darren for saving his life

and by Ms. Gena. She gave me a huge hug and

also shed some tears.

Henry's men came in moments later and

took Darren to who knows where and also

took Franky's lifeless body away. I looked for

where his bulleted landed. Turns out, he shot

the wall next to me missing me by 1 foot.

My brothers did a little celebration cheer at

our success in the mission as we were packing

up our stuff. James walked up to me and

gave me a smirk. "Still got it in you," he said

wiggling his eyebrows.

"Ha. Of course, I do," I grinned.

"Hey," I hear a soft voice behind me. I turned

around to see Godric with a smile. I forgot he

was back. To be honest, you would too if the

only person you trusted and were best friends

with was gone for almost 12 years now.

"Why did you come back?" I asked bluntly,

causing his smile to fade. The room got quiet

all of a sudden as my tone changed. Godric

stands there in complete shock.

What?! Did he honestly expect me to just be

happy and jump into his arms? He left me for

12 years. After my parents died, he left and I

had no one excepting my brothers. Did it never

occur to him that he could've called or sent a

text?

I delivered him a punch to the face causing

him to stumble back a little. "I probably

deserve that," he groaned in pain as he

rubbed his nose.

I started to disarm myself and put everything

back in the bag. "Come on! You can't be mad at

me," he spoke trying to reason with me.

I put on my plaid shirt and turned to him.

"You left me for 12 fucking years. You never

called or tried to contact me. Did you expect

me to leap into your arms?" I spat in disbelief.

His eyes darkened and I could see that he

tensed up. "I have been through hell these

past 12 years and I'm even lucky to be alive

right no," he shouted.

"Oh, yeah? What about keeping in contact. Not

even one damn phone call."

He let out an annoyed groan. "I was trying to

protect you."

"You sure did a shitty job at it," I mumbled

thinking about Cindy and Jerry. I brushed it

off and headed for the door.

"Skylar wait," Godric yelled, but I ignored

him and left through the gym which led me

outside. I saw Henry and his guys talking

before they split up into different BMWs.

"Can I have a ride?" I asked Henry and he

nodded.

During the ride, Henry allowed me to rant

about what just happened. He knew Godric

from when I was small. It is one out of many

things I like about Henry. He would sit there

and allow me to rant for God knows how long.

"I actually agree with you," he implied as we

stopped at a traffic light.

"I know! How can you expect me to be all nice

and shit when you just left for 12 years and

never even made contact with me. For all I

care, he could spend another 12 years gone," II

admitted and that was the truth.

I was mad. Matter of fact, I was beyond mad. I

was so mad not even my favorite type of food

could cheer me up. That's when you know

shit's real.

"We're here," Henry said, pulling up to the

mansion gates that were black. I thanked him

and got out. As he drove off I walked through

the now opened gate and made my way to the

entrance.

My mansion looked like a place where

the Greek Gods and Goddess would live.

Everything was so Vivid and beautiiul. This

was home.

I walked around the fountain that was in

the drive-thru and made my way up to the

light brown door. I scanned my hand on the

pad and watched as the screen turned green

and it recognised my fingerprint. Click. The

door was now open. I removed my hand

and walked in making sure to shut the door

behind me.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, I walked over

to the bar that was a few feet in front of me.

I took a bottle of Hennessy and poured some

in a glass with ice. I placed my phone on the

counter and took a seat on the stool.

What sucks about alcohol is that it doesn't

do anything to me right away. I could drink

out a whole bottle and still be able to walk

and drive. I'm still aware of everything that

is happening. In order for me to get drunk,

I would have to consume about 6 bottles

of Hennessy. My powers make my alcohol

tolerance very high. However, I could speed

up the process by adding vodka but I get the

worst hangover you can ever have. I silently

drank out the alcohol in my cup and served

myself a second round.

I heard the door click and knew the guys had

reached home. As they entered, I could hear

different types of conversations going on but

couldn't make out what they were saying. It

just sounds like a bunch of bees.

"Sky," someone called and I turned around to

see the prick inside my house.

I got up and drank out the remains in my cup

in one shot. It burned but my anger burned

more. I shoved my glass in Ethan's hand and

kept wallking to Godric. I placed my hand over

his chest and pushed him back till he was out

the door.

He frowned for a second and opened his

mouth. "Sky-"

I slammed the door on him before he could

finish. I walked back to the bar and on my

way, I grabbed my cup from Ethan's hand. I

refilled my cup but this time I made sure it

was full. I turned around to see some of the

guys talking and some on their phones with a

beer in their hands.

"To us. The best family I could ever ask for," I

said holding up my glass.

They cheered like maniac's and then the door

opened again. It became quiet and I glared at

Godric.

"What part of the door slamming in your

face do you not understand?" I groaned in

frustration. I turned to Randy who was 8 feet

away from me.

"Remind me to delete his handprint on the

house," I spoke and he nodded.

"Would you just hear me out?" he exclaimed.

Before I could reply, James butt in. "Dude

just leave. If she doesn't want you here then

there's no point. You have to see things from

her point of view."

Godric made a tight fist to the point where

you could see the white in his knuckles. "NO!"

he growled and I stood there in shock. I wasn't

scared or anything but his growl. It didn't

sound like a human growl. It sent chills down

my spine.

"I know your dumbass is not talking to me."

James grinned through his teeth.

Godric was about to make a move but I butt

in. "I swear if you lay a hand on James, I will

personally kick your *** to the point where

you can't even sit," I threatened.

Godric looks at me and then at James. He

released a sigh of defeat and slowly put his

hand down before walking down the hallway.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?!" I

yelled but stood in my spot.

"To get water," he shouted back. I looked up at

the ceiling and let out a heavy sigh.

I walked over to James who was feet away

from the closed door. "You okay?" I asked then

sipped on my drink.

He nodded. "He's so different now," he

mumbled and I couldn't agree more.

Ding Dong.

"I got it," I smiled at James who returned the

smile then started making his way to the bar.

I turned on my heels and opened the door. A

guy about 6 feet and something inches were

standing there. He had brown hair and a

body worth drooling over. His shirt was fitted

so you could see his abs. Both his arms were

filled with tattoos. This dude most likely had

his whole upper body filled with tattoos since

you could see his neck covered in it. His smile

was gentle and warm. I realised I was being a

creep and gave a small smile.

"How may I help you?" I softly spoke.

"Well, my car kind of shut down and I can't

call anyone because my phone died. May I

use a phone or something to call someone,"

he spoke with a deep voice yet it came out so

angelic.

"Of course, come on in," I smiled, opening

the door wider for him. He thanked me and

stepped inside the lobby.

"Who's that?" Mason asked nodding to the

guy.

"My name is Lucifer," he smiled introducing

himself. The room got quiet for a brief

moment at his name.

"You're serious?" Justin asked, breaking the

silence.

Lucifer smirked, "Dead serious."

"Yo, that's dope as ****," Randy shouted

across the room.

"Thanks," Lucifer grinned.

I shook my head and remembered his reason

for being here.

"Ohh phone. Sorry." I apologized as I walked

over to the counter for my phone. As I was

heading back over to him, I unlocked my

phone before passing it to him.

While he was dialing the number, it suddenly

hit me. "Quick question. How did you get to

the door?" I was a bit concerned.

In order to get to the front door, you need

to get past the front gates which require a

fingerprint, car recognition scan, or pin. If you

have none of those, then you'd simple buzz in

and someone would let you through.

"Your gate was opened," he spoke as he smiled

at me before looking back down at my phone.

I rolled my eyes. "Gabe needs to learn how to

close the gate," I sighed. He's the only one who

forgets to close the front gate.

I looked around to see the guys mingling

amongst themselves.

"How long does it take that fucker to get

a glass of water," I mumbled referring to

Godric.

Gabe then walked into the lobby with an

annoyed look on his face, "The dumbass is

trying to calm himself down. Don't see why he

has a reason to be mad when it should be you

who is mad," he informed me.

"Dude you need to remember to close the gate

every time you come in," Richie reminded him

before hitting him upside the head.

"Oww! What the **** Rich! I did close it,"

Gabe spoke rubbing the back of his head.

I was about to say something but dipshit

walked back in. "I'm back," he chirped, not

taking his eyes off the phone in his right hand

while a glass of water in his left.

"Bummer," I mumbled.

I turned around to look at Lucifer who no

longer had my phone in his hand. He was

full-on glaring at Godric.

"Uhh, where's my phone?" I asked, looking at

both of his empty hands.

I then heard something shatter. The room

got silent again and I turned to see where the

noise came from. Godric had dropped the cup

of water causing the glass to shatter. His face

was drained of emotions as if he had seen a

ghost.

"Did you really think you could run?" a deep

voice behind me chuckled addressing Godric.

"What?" I muffled out in confusion.

Godric opened his mouth to speak but

stuttered. "I-I thought I lost you," his voice

shook with fear. It was weird, I never saw

Godric like this before.

"You are probably the stupidest Demon ever,"

Lucifer chuckled deeper.

"You're a what!?!" I yelled trying to process

what was happening in front of me.

Godric sighed then looked at me, "A Demon."

I paused for a moment and started to walk

over to James but a hand grabbed my wrist

and pulled me back. It was Lucifer. His grip

tightened around my wrist as I was next to

him. I tried to get out of his grip but somehow

he was really strong. I tried to use my powers

but nothing was happening. All my guys had

their backup pistols pointing to Lucifer.

"I would stop trying if I was you. I'm immune

to your powers," Lucifer informed me as he

glared at me.

After a while I stopped, then it hit me. "What

does all this have to do with me or my guys?

I mean if you're after Godric, he's right there.

You can have him," I spoke.

"You want to tell her or should I?" Lucifer

asked Godric who was still shocked. "I guess

I will. He was going to kill you and take your

powers just so he can be more powerful than

me," Lucifer explained.

I slouched in his arm as I was looking at

Godric hoping to see if it was a lie. Nothing.

His eyes didn't have any emotions towards

Lucifer's explanation.

"It could've worked if you hadn't shown up,"

Godric spat.

My guys turned to Godric and fired but he

disappeared. So much for having a childhood

with that piece of shit. He should have died

during that 12 years. I didn't realize my name

was being called until Lucifer turned me

around so we were face to face.

"You okay?" he asked.

I just nodded and turned around. I started

running up the stairs and knew tears were

streaming down my face. Someone grabbed

my hand and pulled me down into their

chest. I burst out crying through their chest.

Everything bottled up was now coming back

to me. The person's arm wrapped around me

and rubbed my back.

"It's going to be alright. We're not going to let

anything happen to you. Don't cry," James

spoke soothing words to me.

He held me as I cried continuously. Everything

kept replaying in my head like a movie and

I felt more overwhelmed than ever. Out of

everything that has happened to me, this is

the one thing that broke me.