Blair

　　I hid behind the couch, trying to crouch down as best as possible.


　　I looked over at the curtains to and through the dark I could see it moving a little,

　　Indicating that Sarah was adjusting herself.

　　When I say this house is HUGE,


　　I mean it.

　　It took me a while to find the living room, with the help of a giggling Sarah.


　　Footsteps came from upstairs, all the way downstairs.

　　They were heavy, like he was purposely taunting us.

　　He walked nearby the couch, not even looking around.

　　Then I heard his footsteps left the living room.

　　Just as I was about to let out a breath,

　　"Got you." I heard him whisper from next to me.

　　I screamed loudly, startled.

　　I flew up and backed away, my heart racing quickly as I stared at his smirking face.

　　But as I tried calming my heart, I realized that it wasn't slowing down.

　　"Come here." He said, opening his arms.

　　I slowly walked over to him and immediately placed my head on his chest.

　　His heartbeat was slow and uneven, beating to any rhythm it pleases.

　　He rested his chin at the top of my head, rubbing my back with one of his hands.

　　I was about to pull away when a small force hit my leg. I looked down and found Sarah.

　　"I want huggies too." she said pouting and I laughed before picking her up and hugging her.

　　Zayn's arms wrapped around the both of us and he kissed Sarah's head before stepping away.

　　"It's late. I'll take you home." He said, checking his watch.

　　"Nooooo! Stay, Bear!" She screamed, squeezing me tighter.

　　I laughed at how she pronounced my name before kissing her head.

　　"How about I come back tomorrow?" I asked and she immediately grinned.

　　"Can we go for ice cweam?" She questioned hopefully.

　　"You have ice cream here, Sarah." Zayn stated blankly.

　　"Sure we'll go." I said, placing her down.

　　"See, Poopy. She undersnacks." She said, rolling her eyes.

　　"It's understands, Sarah." Zayn sighed, massaging his temple.

　　I laughed at this.

　　They're so cute.

　　"Martin is in the kitchen, go to him." Zayn told her and she stuck her tongue out before running off.

　　"Come on." He said, grabbing my hand.

　　We walked outside and I looked around, stunned at the size of the yard.

　　"You'll catch flies." Zayn said emotionlessly, rolling his eyes.

　　"I caught you, didn't I?" I said, my eyes widening after realizing what came out.

　　He froze, turning around with a stupid smirk on his face.

　　"Is that so?" He asked, his voice just as cold as the air outside.

　　"I meant..." I trailed off, unable to find the right words.

　　"Listening." He said as he got closer, stopping right infront of me.

　　He stared down at me with hooded eyes.

　　I was captivated by how bright they were right now.

　　We stayed silent as we stared at eachother, then he looked away for a split second.

　　"I don't want you to light up my world, Blair." He said, reaching a hand up and cupping my face.

　　His minty breath and his cologne smelling like heaven in my nose.

　　"I just want you to sit with me in the dark." He finished, leaning his forehead against mine.

　　His face was emotionless. No emotion showed. I just looked at up him, unable to speak.

　　"You have this fucking control over my mind." He paused, closing his eyes.

　　When he opened them, they weren't silver anymore,

　　They were black.

　　"I can't think of anything else. Anyone else." He said, his voice becoming lower and deeper.

　　"Lucifer..." I whispered, trailing off.

　　"Let's go." He said, pulling away suddenly.

　　He opened the car door for me and I slowly got in, still confused about what happened a minute ago.

　　When he got in, he sat there for a while and sighed.

　　"If I lose you now, I'll lose my mind." He said before peeling out of his driveway.

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　　The ride home was silent. It wasn't an awkward silence,

　　I was just confused.

　　How can he go from the devil himself, to...

　　Well, a slightly better devil?

　　We pulled up to my house and I was about to get out when he grabbed my hand.

　　"I'll pick you up tomorrow?" He asked quietly, shocking me with his tone.

　　I just nodded and opened the door, sliding out and trying to walk with my wobbling knees.

　　I made it to my front door and waved at him one last time before closing it.

　　Walking into the living room, I was met by Dale,

　　Who was cuddled up with the same guy from the party, Mac.

　　Gagging internally, I quietly walked over to the stairs and made my way upstairs.

　　I took a shower and just laid in bed, contemplating life.

　　But when I closed my eyes to go to sleep,

　　The nightmares began.

　　Dream

　　I looked through the smoke and I could see Mama laying on her bed.

　　I was about to go to her when somebody pulled be back.

　　"Blair, go! Go!" Papa screamed at me, pointing to the window.

　　"No! Mama!" I cried, my little hands in pain from getting burned.

　　"Go! I'll get her!" He said, pushing me toward the window.

　　I was halfway out of the window when I looked back and saw him just standing there.

　　Staring at her.

　　He didn't help her.

　　When I got out of the window, neighbors were scattered everywhere.

　　They helped me down and started asking me questions,

　　But I was too busy counting the seconds until my Papa came out with Mama.

　　Then there was an explosion. Fire escaped through every window just as Papa came out.

　　But he came out alone.

　　I ran over to him, tears rolling down my cheeks as I sobbed loudly.

　　"Papa! Where's Mama?" I screamed and he looked up at me with sad eyes.

　　My eyes widened and I walked away and sat on the grass across the street.

　　Hearing the sirens in the distance as the Fire Department came a minute too late.

　　She was gone.