"I shouldn't do this." I say.

Stolas pulls me on top of him. I press down on his big birdie thing. I shouldn't do this. I have things to do. I am an imp. He's a fucking prince of Hell. I am nothing compared to him. I don't know if I'm still nothing. I probably am still nothing. He moves his hand up my back. 

"Blitzy... you're my darling light." He coos.

I'm a monster now. I want to kill. I want to destroy. I think my mind's fucking exploding. He presses his hand onto my back. I wince. I move my hand through his feathers. As much as I hate to admit it, this feels fucking awesome. I just found a random bed, who cares about the fucker that lives here? I move my hand up his hand. I feel his beak on my neck. 

"Maybe.. you shut have that human form." I say.

"What?! You think I'm ugly?!" He yelps.

"What? No. No. It's just I feel... like a freak." I look down at my hands.

He takes them and licks my fingers.

"Darling you are perfect and so is that big dick of yours." He says. 

"It's just... everything has changed." I say.

I hear a knock on the door. 

"Hey! We're the Truth Seekers you've asked about! Open up!" A girl's voice yells.

"Oh shit." I say.

"Ugh... not those blundering fools again." Stolas says.

"Nows not the time for that." I say pulling up my pants.

We should leave. I open the window, but I see cop cars outside. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. I pull up my leather jacket. What the fuck am I going to do? I blame whoever's writing up this shit. I let out a breath. Looks like I have no choice.

"Stolas... hide." I say walking out the room.

"Whatever you say Blitzy." He calls.