Hardon smiles widely hearing the declaration of Kancial.
So... He has finally snapped back to his senses.
Not after his much effort to drag the attention of the Creator to them (Kancial and Jane).
"Canceled. You can continue right away"
The phone hangs up and Hardon can't express his joy.
Finally! Kancial is acting more and more mature every single time he realizes his mistake and thinks there's a correction that needs to be made there.
He is some good man from the heart if you ask any of the Angels...
But the disappearance of his sister is what caused all these.
His behavior and all that... Rude and dark Ara he wants to put up.
But thank the Creator, he knows how to do his things.
"I didn't even book a flight" Hardon mutters as he raised the cup of hot chocolate to his mouth, relaxes and crosses his legs on the desk in the office.
He feels so relieved with this news. He wonder what the Creator told him that made his heart soften and become bold and strong at the same time.
Raven is fine on her own. They are working for her safety and not for her death, so what's the big deal in all "Protectiveness" he was trying to show.
Kancial may be protective to her but...
What if they have kids?
No one can wonder what will happen next of they have their first child. Children aren't Kancial's kind of thing, but Raven seems to be kind enough to love children and play with them when she have the opportunity to.
"That's the Creator, People, that's the Creator"
...
I tried my best to keep my eyes on the television that's showing random pictures of real picture talking.
The movie is quite interesting... But it doesn't satisfy my needs.
I miss James somehow... No...
I DO MISS HIM!
I wish I can see his smirk again, make him smile again, happy and all his white 32 will be shining, only towards me...
I wish...
I wish I can feel his body on mine.
I can imagine what it will feel like if the both of us are the only one in the house, the curtains closed, a dim light that can only make me to his shadow, his arms, caging me while he stretches them on both sides of the bed.
I, laid underneath him, scenting his glorious and charming cologne.
Should our clothes be placed aside? That'd be weird.
Anyways, my fingers trailing up and down his chest, especially the hairy part that cut his two flat beautiful plates apart... His breath warm and cozy on my skin, his eyes shining like crystals.
His fingers running through my...
QUIT THE THINKING, RAVEN! THINGS ARE NOT GOING TO HAPPEN THE WAY YOU IMAGINE IT!
No doubt about that.
Argh! Being alone in this dum house isn't the best part of my life!
I wonder why these two days staying with him feels like years. Not that curious the though, curiosity was what caused what happened yesterday night and I know the pain I felt coming from that man... That man...
I find myself staring out the kitchen window
Only to realize, day three into the marriage...
Are gone.
I sigh in complete distress and frustration.
I don't tend to give up nor do I want to make my depression show. It's gonna be a bummer.
That alcohol... Why does it smell so toxic but nice at the same time? Is that even alcohol?
They should be more to that. Right?
Maybe it's not the alcohol that I know. You know, the one that drives people nuts?
It must be something tangible to handle, and at the same time... Yummy!
But I have a bad feeling about this. A pretty bad feeling about it.
I find myself standing from the couch which I was seated on a moment ago, and walk upto the refrigerator. Opening it, what meets my eyes is that...
That Drink...
Why is it dark like this? Do they add coal to it?
It looks yummy and it is turning my stomach like I haven't ate for days.
I just want to have a taste---
No! Taking shots, is bad! Why is my mind rotating like this? Why am I feeling this way?
I have to try this... I love the sight...
The bottle shape, the color of the content, the sticker on the bottle...
It just looks so real!
I need to have a taste... I need to have a...
The refrigerator door or whatever it's called closes on its own, making Raven to sigh deeply.
Guess someone that knows her from the grave also do not want her to take such liquid.
"What am I going to do?" Raven mutters as she slumped on one of the dining chairs in the kitchen.
She can't just remain idle forever... What the heck is going on today?
Jane stands up with the control of Raven and walks to where her phone is on top, the couch in the living room. She picks it up and start to go through her contact, to see whom she can talk to.
Raven eyes pops out seeing different people's name saved in the contact. She scrolls up anyways, feeling the urge to visit someone and talk to someone. Someone real close.
Raven searches like her eyes are about to fall off the socket until she comes across a contact named
"Dad?"
Is it Xuvicer? But with the memories she regained, Xuvicer is a demon, how come he's...
How come he's on her phone?
Raven then controls Jane from within, and slowly, the thumb of Jane hit the dial button...
Not long after hitting the button, the phone began to ring...
The heart of Jane skipping now and then, making fear to arise in Raven. She doesn't have the courage to talk to him, whether or not he's a Demon.
'I can do this... I can do this... I can do this'
"I can't do it!"
Raven quickly hang up and sweat, even if the weather is rainy and cold, start to drip off her face as she stared up, still panting.
***
I gotta do this! Why am I afraid that some demon might come out of the phone just to hunt me down?!
Why am I scared?
Why do I feel like there is something more to James and the rest that I don't know? He's hiding something.
The charms... It might be a demonic force...
The smirk... It might be... People do smirk anyways, so quit thinking it's some mask he's wearing Raven?!
Maybe... His parents!
They might know why I always feel like this! There are the answers!
I stand up from the chair with the sweat automatically gone without a waste of time and energy!
Well... Raven, your prayers has been successfully answered.