Green Eyed devils episode 30

Green Eyed Devils
Chapter 30
IMOGENE
DAY 8
I ran into the hallway where Lyle’s hospital ward was, the guards did some few security check before they let me pass. I opened the door and held my breath, prepared for whatever I would see. He was leaning on the windowsill, the wind blowing his impressive long hair allover his face, I could only see the side of his face but it looked way better with his beautiful blue eyes opened. The glow of the sunrise reflected in his azury eyes with a little sapphire highlight, those beautiful orbs that I saw as magical. He cheekbones moved from what he was chewing, his nice red l-ips inviting me over.
He was so beautiful, like beautiful.
I leaned on the door with a quiet dreamy sigh.
I couldn’t wait to shove my hot boyfriend’s photos up Killian’s nose.
Even though he had been unconscious for years, he was still able to develop full growth, especially his hærd muscular structure. The strong muscles looked more interesting when it was actually moving, he was like pie to me, blackberry pie.
He chuckled.
‘You know it’s impolite to stare at someone for that long, you’ve been standing there for almost 15 minutes,’ he said smilingly. How did he…. ‘Hi Imogene, nice to see you again.’
‘You recognise me? I can swear I changed a lot.’ I said shutting the door.
‘You did,’ He turned around and rest his back on the window, his eyes taken in my form instantly. ‘In the most beautiful way.’ He said winkingly, I blushed and fondled with the hem of my sport jacket.
‘How did you know I was here and how did you recognise me?’
‘Easy. I have these,’ he tapped his ears and brain. ‘When you opened the door, these came in handy.’ He wiggled his ears like he always did when we were little. I giggled.
‘And the other?’
‘I didn’t have to look at you to know. You’re the only girl I know who would wear five different powerful perfume that would turn people’s brains in,side out and the only girl who would always stand at the door and stare at me for half an hour before speaking. You haven’t changed that habit yet and in case you have forgotten, you sigh a lot when admiring something or someone.’
‘You still remember so much about me?’
‘The ones I knew about you then, I’m sure you’ve added and dropped more characters. Have you forgotten I’m the photographic one?’
‘Yeah, that.’ I looked at my feet. He always knew how to make me shy.
‘Are you going to keep standing there or are you going to come hug the beautiful god over here? It’s not everyday you see a creation with such majestic.’ I looked at him and chuckled.
‘Since when did that start? You just woke up from a coma.’
‘I’m my father’s son. Have you met the man?’ He asked laughingly, pushing his head back. ‘It’s not that easy to avoid the glorified flirtatious gene.’
‘True.’
‘Let me make it easier for you,’ he pushed himself up properly and walked to me. ‘Here,’ she engulfed me in a hug, he smelt like heaven. ‘Your perfume is too much, learn to reduce it before you fry someone’s eye out.’
I laughed and wrapped my hands around his wa-ist.
‘Thank you.’
‘For what?’ I laughed.
‘Waiting for me,’ I smiled and chuckled. ‘Now, who’s Killian? Even though I was in a coma, I heard that name a lot. My ghost was jealous.’
‘Some dude I decided to date if you didn’t wake up this year, I’ve tried you know.’
‘Yeah, you have,’ he pulled back but his hands never left my shoulders. ‘Thank you, for waiting for me, he’s not as good looking as me, right?’
‘Right, no one can be more prettier than you.’ I pinched the bridge of his nose and nuzzled it. ‘I’m just so glad you’re okay, I didn’t want to leave you, I love you too much.’ I said poutingly.
‘Well I love your ass.’ He said smirkingly and slid his hands to squeeze my butt.
Ouch!’ I spank his hands. ‘Please don’t be your dad.’
‘I can’t help it, sorry.’
‘When you get well enough, would you work out? I want this muscles to pop out so I can boast about my muscular boyfriend. I need to taunt Killian with your pictures.’
‘Babe, I’m still hot twenty four seven,’ he winked at me. Oh brother, I’d have to get use to his flirtatiousness. ‘Should I take off this stupid hospital shirt? My chest needs teasing.’ I blushed and hit his chest, assh-le.
Lyra and Lyle were identical, really identical. The only differences was that he had azury eyes, he’s a boy and his taller with muscular structure. Lyra was a girl, green eyes and feminine structure. Lyle was much more smarter, intelligent and bold, quiet but bold. Lyra was wise in her own way and very understanding and considerate. She’s weak at heart but more psychological than Lyle when it came to….okay, they are confusing. They share the same wisdom and knowledge in their own way but Lyra can be easily described as a therapist and psychologist and Lyle a guy who always have the right words to say. When it came to matters of intelligence and smartness, he would take the lead because Lyra is sort of a dunce.
They are just too alike.
‘Hold on,’ I brought out my phone, turned the camera on and k-ssed him. I took a photo and sent it to Killian. ‘In your face loser! My boyfriend is alive and kicking!’ I sent it to him in record form and giggled.
‘You know, I love what you did just now,’ he said raking his hair back with his fingers. ‘It was hot.’ I rolled my eyes.
‘You’ll need k-ssing lesson, you’re basically still a kid at mind.’
‘Even when I was eight, did I ever act like a kid? I’ve always been mature and that’s why you love me.’ I rolled my eyes again and slipped away from under his arm.
‘You’re annoying.’
‘I want to prove a point, come here first….’
# LYRA
♪ you called me up in the dark
Filled my wh0le heart with sparks
You said “babe you’re the best”
Won’t trade you for anyone else
You put your hands on my body
Called me your number one
You showed me what love is
And then my world was turned on
But it was a f-cking write up
A f-cking piece you made up, made up
You rode me like pogo
Made most things a no go, no go
I didn’t do better
You were quite clever, clever
A freaking false bright up
Oh baby you had me locked up….♪ I stopped singing when I heard a sound behind me. I turned and saw that idiot. He chuckled and waved at me.
‘Sorry I butt into your musical section, you didn’t tell me you could sing.’ He said amusedly.
‘You didn’t ask.’ I continued playing the keys. He walked over and sat down beside me.
‘You have a beautiful voice, where did you learn how to sing Ruby Mask?’ I gasped. ‘Your voice sounds the same.’
‘Have you maybe thought it was coincidental? That we have the same voice?’
‘Nope, I know because I spent all of last night listening to her tracks and the rapping confirms it. You know you can be a better singer if you don’t sing like a inspirational holy nun like your mother did. It’s surprising people enjoy your weird songs. The song you were singing just now, that song sounds more you than her, it’s original. I’m sure she left two large books of lyrics for you to sing before she died.’
‘Three actually, I already sang all and I’m out of ideas. Do you really think I’m too her?’
‘I know you’re too her. Finish the song, I want to hear it.’ I bit my bottom lip blushingly and started the tone again.
♪ oh baby you rode
Me like a damn fool
I didn’t know who you are
You pushed me into a pool
And now you’re coming back
With all the brand lies
You can keep on talking
I wasn’t born yesterday
oh baby you rode
Me like a damn fool
I didn’t know who you are
You pushed me into a pool
And now you’re coming back
With all the brand lies
You can keep on talking
I wasn’t born yesterday
I wasn’t born yesterday
I wasn’t born yesterday
I wasn’t born yesterday
I wasn’t born yesterday….♪
‘Did I break your heart? I don’t understand this song.’ He said jokingly.
‘Xeris,’ I whined. ‘I watched a movie and got the idea, stop discouraging me.’ He raised his hands up in surrender.
‘I’m sorry, proceed.’
‘Ahem, everything you did say
Made so much sense back then
I believed in your words
It cast me into a den….’
‘Of lions or bears? I don’t understand,’ I hit his shoulder continuously while he laughed. ‘Sorry, I won’t speak again.’
♪ you said “I love you…♪
‘When?’
♪ I won’t let you go oh
And you are my new world….♪
‘My world revolves around my mother, me, myself and I.’ I scre-med and hit him until my hands ached.
‘Now I’ve lost the inspiration.’
‘Let’s sing together?’
‘No.’ I stood up, he pulled himself up and laced his hands around my wa-ist.
‘Did you like my gifts?’
‘Love,’ I smiled. ‘You scared me, did you get hurt?’
‘That’s as rare as lynx. I’m pretty fine but I won’t say the same for them.’ He said smirkingly.
‘That’s dangerous,’ he shrugged and brought his l-ips down to k-ss me but I turned my face away so he would k-ss my jawline. ‘Don’t Xeris.’
‘But I want you,’ he whined. ‘Haven’t I tried?’
‘Just day 8, two more days to go and you haven’t won my heart….’
‘You know you’re lying, right?’ I rolled my eyes.
‘Maybe but no, don’t touch me Xeris…..’ He crashed his l-ips on mine, I forgot how to stand immediately. He supported me, giving me no room to refuse the k-ss because he compelled me to k-ss him back. I whimpered, he was demanding and desperate, he wanted me to k-ss him like he wanted but damn, I didn’t even know how to k-ss.
I tried my best and slowly k-ssed him back, he carried me up and laid me on the table close to the keyboard. He broke the k-ss and attacked my neck, I mo-ned like the last time. Phoebe teased me the last time she saw the hickeys he gave me, It was embarrassing. I squirmed and made myself uncomfortable under him, mo-ning and tugging at the collar of his shirt with head pushed back and back arched in anticipation.
‘Lyra w….’
‘Crap!’ Xeris got of me reluctantly and glared at the intruder who happened to be my dad.
‘You know Xeris, when I was your age, I did my business with girls at my own place. Do you have to do this here?’ He asked with a teasing smirk. Of all the people to catch me red handed it had to be the devil himself. I glared at him accusingly. ‘Xeris, don’t impregnate my daughter, she’s too young and naïve.’
‘Dad!’
‘Just saying, I’m considering marrying again not being a grandfather. Anyways, your dog is sleeping on my bed again.’ I nodded sheepishly and dragged my skirt down.
‘I’m sorry, I’ll get her out….’
‘Xeris, the car you bought for my love is legit but I don’t want her driving herself to her death so take it back.’
‘A gift’s a gift.’ I said pettishly. Xeris was still mourning his lost. I stood up and adjusted my dress.
‘X-Man, I’m sorry, you look like you’re going to kill me.’ Dad said laughingly. Xeris huffed.
‘Lyra, can you get dressed? I’m taking you out.’
‘To be continued I see,’ he teased. He’s too annoying. ‘Remember, no grandchildren.’
‘Sure, I’m not ready for a child now.’
‘Weirdos, creeps!’ I huffed and ran out through the other door.
# XERIS
Lyra kept whining and complaining about me bringing her to my house, I didn’t plan on doing anything with her again, I was pushing it. I led her to the underground rooms.
‘What are we doing here?’ She asked shakily.
‘From dawn to dust, you’re training. In the evening, I’m taking you somewhere.’
‘Training?’
‘I’m teaching you the basic….or rather easy stuffs. Jitsu, knife weaponry and arms handling.’
‘Arms? As in guns?’
‘Yes, guns.’
‘I don’t want to be you! I don’t…..’
‘You won’t, just learn it for your sake….’
‘But….’
‘No buts.’
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It’s official, Lyra s-cks when it came to guns, but she was incredibly good and fast with knives. As for physical defense, she’s pathetic as well.
‘Oomph!’ She grunted as she crashed on the ground again. ‘I’m tired.’
‘Lyra, there’s nothing hærd in trying to touch me, not even punch me.’
‘I’m tired,’ she sobbed. ‘My body aches.’
‘Fine, tomorrow. Xerra is a better trainer then I am so I’ll leave your training to her.’
‘Can I sleep now?’
‘Wash up, we have dinner to attend to….’
‘But I’m tired.’
’30minutes.’ I walked out on her, I had prepared a little prom for her since she had never been to one. Hopefully, that would help.
# UNKNOWN
Protected by the darkness of a small room, a man growls and grunted. His breathing is heavy, his hair messed up like his beard and skin. He was staring at the pictures on the walls, many marked with red ink. He picked up the knife on the table and stabbed the picture of a blonde girl, the knife going through her left green eyes.
‘Die Milly, JUST DIE!!!!!’