Hallows: Black Death

I'm Fvcking Gorgeous

Chris Webby ft. Rittz- Dazed & Confused

B.B.:

"I am very disappointed in all of you," Principal Oliver-Whitmore is pissed.

It's so much funnier because he was in here with his husband when the smoke bomb went off. Stacy's dad's silhouette is outlining in the front of his lower half. Mr. Whitmore's backside is covered in blue powder. It's not hard to figure out what it is they were doing in here. The blueberry candy scent in the air just adds the comedic value of it all. I just wish I could have seen their reaction.

"Justin, can you give us a minute?" Mr. Whitmore asks politely.

"Suspension. You can kiss the Valedictorian speech goodbye, Daniels," he shakes his head.

"I told you I didn't want to do it anyway," Luc laughs.

"You know what? Now you're doing it," he scoffs and walks out of the office. Lucien groans and falls back into his seat. I try not to laugh but it's cute how devoted he is to maintain his bad-boy image.

"I know you're all active now," Mr. Whitmore's eyes are on me. "B.B. I might not be the black butterfly anymore but I know a reaper when I see one. How did you bring him back?"

"I'm sorry?" I ask.

"Come on, I know Dante's aura anywhere. Where is he?"

"Right here," I point back at my dad. He's leaning on the door frame that leads into the Dean's private restroom behind us. "You can't see him cause you're not a hallow anymore,"

"f**k," he shakes his head. "How much time off do you need?"

"A couple of weeks," I answer.

"That's a long f*****g time, Danny," he shakes his head. I look back at my dad to see him smile. "I'll talk to Justin. This is going to cost you the science fair this year, B.B,"

"What? Why?" I complain. "It's in four weeks. I need that to get into H.U,"

"Sorry, kid. You're all going to suffer for this. Two weeks is a long time," he sighs. "We have to talk about this soon. Who's watching you, kids? Ashley?"

"Ashley is gone," I shake my head. His pointed look softens."We have James,"

"Charleston?"

"Yeah,"

"Good. Do you guys know La Bruja?"

"Don't tell him," my dad stops us from answering.

"Yeah," Carson answers.

"You hate her?" he asks me. "Your dad f*****g hated her guts too. She's weird,"

"She's a f*****g liar," I scoff. He smirks.

"She's definitely your kid, Danny," he chuckles.

"Never questioned it," my dad agrees.

Mr. Whitmore is a handsome guy. I never would have guessed he swung the way he does. He looks like one of those super serious business guys who have trophy wives and s*x contracts. Same red hair as Stacy, pretty green eyes, fit body. He's a f*****g catch. Principal Olivera-Whitmore is a lucky man.

"Do we have it then?" Luc asks.

"Yeah, get out of here. He was just going to have you clean this s**t and the courtyard. What the f**k is that?"

"Sticky foam," I laugh. He shakes his head. "It'll clear out in a couple of hours on its own,"

"This is just as bad as when Deliah set those f*****g wasps on the Kalvin Josh. She almost killed him,"

"Yeah," we all laugh.

"Pervert," Natalie rolls her eyes.

"I'd never hurt Justin. You know that right?" I stand up.

"It's you?" he crinkles his nose. "Why am I even asking? I'm sorry about the science fair. But that's the price for this many absences. I'll try to help when the time comes but don't hold your breath. If any of your GPAs go down, I'm going to be f*****g pissed,"

"Thanks. I wouldn't be asking if it wasn't important," I dismiss that last part. Like our grades would ever take a hit. It's literally the only thing any of us pride ourselves on.

"I know. Get out of here," he dismisses us. "Start working on that speech Daniels,"

"Man," Luc throws his head back and lets out a loud groan.

"Stacy, a minute?"

"I'll catch up with you guys," she scratches the side of her head.

"You could have just asked this entire time," my dad laughs as we walk out together.

"Yeah, well it's hard to get an audience with Principal Whitmore. He's a busy guy," I scoff. "This was also way better than your psycho plan,"

"Clearly," he rolls his eyes. The others laugh.

We all gathered our things and head out to the parking lot. There's a swarm of crows above us when we exit the main building. I look over at Luc. He's looking up at them, his eyes turning black.

"Those aren't mine," he snarls. Crows are excruciatingly territorial.

"What the f**k do you me-" Carson begins. He grabs my arm when a crow dives headed right for me. It swoops down to the spot I had been standing in with a loud screech. "Get inside the car," he orders pushing me towards the car. "Now, Belladonna,"

"Wait," I shout pushing him away. I can feel the heavy presence nearby. I've only felt a fraction of it in the pizza parlor but right now it's blaring all around me.

"B.B. listen to him," my dad growls coming over probably to force me to move towards the car.

"Wait," I growl, finding the reaper in the treeline behind the basketball courts. In front of her is him. I maneuver my way out of Carson's grasp pulling out of my jacket. He tries to grab for my arm when I slip out of it but misses me by inches.

"B.B.," he growls as I take off running in his direction.

Rodrigo Jimenez looks like hell. He's heavily wounded. I can smell blood. A rich copper scent that's making my mouth water. His hand is against a tree. He's barely hanging on. That wasn't meant to hurt me. He was just trying to get my attention. I stop in front of him to see blood seeping out of his shoulder and chest.

"What happened to you?" I ask, taking my black cardigan off to put it against his shoulder. "Dad!"

"I'm right here. James is bringing the car around," he appears behind me.

"Thompson," he groans. "And Luis,"

"No, no, no, stay with me. You can't close your eyes," I put my hand on his face.

"I'm tired," he's panting. His deep voice is barely audible.

"I'm sorry but I need you awake," I press my fingers into his wound. He lets out a loud roar. A crow above us belches out a warning squawk.

"Front pocket," he tries to reach it but he can't lift his arm.

"Move, B.B.," my dad pushes me aside. He reached into his pocket and pulls out a tiny baggie with white powder in it. "Give me one of your cards," he holds his hand out. "Now, Belladonna,"

"Okay," I reach into my pocket to pull out my phone. I take a card out of the case and hand it to him. He also takes my phone and dumps the powder on the screen.

"This is going to f**k you up, kid. Stay right here. B.B. Give me a bill," he gives Rodrigo a sharp look as he starts cutting up the coke for him. I take my last hundred dollar bill out and roll it up for him. "All three. Ready?"

"Yeah, man," Rigo nods. I look away not wanting to see that.

"Master Dante," James appeared behind me. "My word,"

"Help him take him to the house," I order pulling away from the three of them. I can feel my Reaper's hand on my shoulder. The panic begins to subside. What she wants me to do now is more than obvious.

"Yes, ma'am," he nods. My dad drops my phone on the floor and helps James take Rigo toward the car. I pick it up and follow behind them.

"What the f**k?" Carson looks him over like he can't believe what he's looking at. I can't either. Rigo kind of seems indestructible. From the moment we met. Even before I knew what he was.

"We're going to New City," I inform them as I make my way to my own car.

"Wait, wait, wait," Luc grabs my arm. "What did he say?"

"Get in your f*****g car. We're going to New City," I growl pulling away from him. The others step away from me as I look around. Trying to clear my head. My body is trembling. Everything feels like it's closing in on me. The trees, the cars, and everyone around me are moving too slow. The reaper is losing her s**t and Eve is right there feeding her killer instinct. Holy s**t, I've never felt this before.

"Who are we looking for?" Lucien asks.

"Thompson and Luis," I answer.

"B.B.," my dad calls out. He grabs my arm just before I get to my car. "You can't leave him right now. He doesn't have a Reaper and we need one to keep his ass alive. Give me your keys and go with him,"

"Dad, she f*****g hurt him. They-" I start to shout.

"Hey, hey," he puts his hands on his face. "I'll go with you after. You need to stay with him until he's stable. Yeah? Calm down,"

"Dad-"

"Calm down, Pinky. Relax. He's gonna be fine. Go with him. I'll take the car back," he smooths his hands over my hair trying to calm me.

"Okay," I nod feeling the cold rage inside of me.

"Jesus," he sighs unable to turn away from me. "All of you. Follow us home,"

I walk back toward the Rolls Royce and get in. He's not doing any better but he's awake. I take his hand in mine as he stares at me. His pupils are huge and his breathing is labored but he's aware.

"Hey, you're going to be okay," I say scooting closer. My familiars are trying to calm themselves enough to soothe him. The coldness inside of me is erratic but not as bad as it was a moment ago.

"What's happening to me?" he asks panting. "Who was that?"

"That's my dad," I answer. "What happened to you?"

"Your dad is dead," he shakes his head.

"Yeah, he is. You're- the birds. Is this the first time they come to you?" I ask. He nods, his pretty caramel skin is slick with sweat and blood. It's going to be a long time before I can get rid of this image.

"They're protecting him. He's very close to death," James answers.

"Can you save him?" I ask.

"Of course. We'll need Master Lucien to bring in a murder. Crows are very particular," he explains calmly. I love his pressuring tone and

"I'm going to kill them both," I reach for him to wipe away the blood staining his pretty caramel face. There's a cut close to the word just above his eyebrow. Presagio. Meaning Omen.

I'm not sure what it is but my blood is pumping cold right now. The snake and the reaper are both howling. He's been shot twice one in the chest and another on his shoulder. There's a piece of his left ear missing. Where he had a gold industrial bar. It's gone now. He looks younger than I thought he was. I thought he might have been in his mid-twenties but right now he seems much younger. More vulnerable.

"Why did they lead me to you?" he asks. His breathing is uneven. I can hear the rumbling in his chest. His lungs are close to collapsing. "What are you?"

"I'm a reaper," I answer as we pull through the iron gates of my house. "You're going to be okay, Rigo. I promise and they're not going to get away with this. I don't care if you think he's your brother. He's not. He's nothing to you. You belong with me. With us,"

"What?" his eyes are rolling back.

"He's going into shock," James opens the door and begins to pull him out. I grab his legs but my dad pushes me out of the way.

"Dinning table. B.B. Clear it," he orders. I run inside and push everything off the table. James disappears for a moment and comes back with what looks like an old doctor's bag. He opens it up and starts to take things out of it.

"Listen to me very carefully, Miss," James catches my attention. "You're going to have to kiss him. Do not break the kiss until I tell you,"

"What? Why?" Lucien growls.

"Master Lucien. Sixty-six birds. Now," he adds.

"For what?"

"He's going to consume them," he answers. "Miss, when you're ready,"

"Everything f*****g hurts," Rodrigo groans. I go over to him hating all of this.

"The pain is good, kid. It means you're still alive," my dad cuts his's shirt off. "B.B. now,"

"Hey," I move closer to him. I place my hands on his face. "Try to focus on me,"

"You're f*****g beautiful," he whispers. I smile. "I just want you to know that,"

"Thank you," I lean in. "You're really pretty yourself,"

"Pretty?" he mumbles with a groan. "I'm f*****g gorgeous,"

"Yeah, you are," I grin and pressed my lips to his.

He hesitates at first but then his good arm comes up and buries his hand in my hair to keep me in place. I can taste blood on his lips but it doesn't really matter right now. He's hot and my body is ice cold. His soft full lips are brushing up against my own gently at first but he's giving in.

"f**k," he groans gripping my hair tighter.

"I got the bullet in his shoulder. Work on the two on his chest," James orders my dad. Two in the chest? How is he still alive?

"It doesn't hurt anymore," he says against my lips.

"Shhh," I blow into his mouth. His entire body relaxes. The reaper is standing right behind me encouraging me.

"Do I just bring them all in?" Luc asks. He sounds beyond livid right now.

"Not yet, I have to clear these bullets," James dismisses him for now.

"You taste sweet," he whispers. His breathing is evening out.

"It's working," my dad pulls away.

"Now, master Lucien," James orders.

The sound of flapping wings and crowing burst through the house but I can't move. My lips are glued to his. The birds are all around us now. Whatever is happening to him is working. His other hand comes up cupping my face. His tongue is in my mouth. His grip on my hair is tighter. My body is getting hot as he deepens the kiss further. Holy s**t, I've never been kissed like this. An inhuman growl escapes his lips as he pulls me into him. I don't know how I get on the table to straddle him but he's sitting up now hungrily moving his mouth against mine.

"He's fine," James announces. "You can stop now,"

I pull away panting. He doesn't let go of me. His hazel eyes are on mine. My mind is completely blank. I'm dizzy even. So lightheaded I feel like I might pass out. I slump forward, my forehead smacking against his.

"I'm going to faint," I whisper.

"B.B.?" someone calls out my name as the edges of my vision began to darken. He stays still as my body begins to shut down without my permission. I tear my gaze away from him and rest my cheek on his shoulder.

"I've never been kissed like that," I whisper. He places his hand on my head and wraps his arm around me.

"You ain't never been kissed by a man before then," he chuckles.

"I'll f*****g kill you," I hear someone growl. My body shakes as I laugh and everything fades around me. Lucien's reactions are always my favorite.