The Daemon’s Eyes

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Sabrina's P.O.V

"I'm sorry Sabrina...", He pleas again.

Ignoring him, I moved my hands all the way up to my hair before sluggishly pulling my fingers down my face.

I was going to get suspended for sure this time! Father was going to roast me!

He paced to the window. "But I didn't say anything wrong...I couldn't let him scold you for something that wasn't your fault".

You know.... I don't even blame Logan. I blame myself for being so stupid and giving into him.

My eyes moved to him at those words and I'd somehow wished my gaze could pierce his back, "ohh really?...", I tried to calm down before slowly getting up from the bed to walk towards him. He turned to face me when I was a few inches away, my head at his chin level as I watched his gaze shift down to me.

He looked arrogant.

"Your such a bastard Logan...", I shocked myself when the words came out calmer than I'd thought possible, "don't ruin one of the only pieces of happiness I have left!".

A smirk forms at his lips.

Disgusted at his gesture, my brows furrowed, "And what's so funny?!"

His eyes narrowed as he scanned my body in the fit he'd picked out for me, "You dunno know how sexy you look when you're angry".

Feeling my cheeks flush up worried me because I was still pissed, "get out!", I pointed to his normal entrance at the edge of my room.

It was still morning but my body felt like it'd been carrying a whole day's load of stress.

He lazily shoved his hands in his pockets before walking through me.

"Don't always tell me what to do, kid". He scoffed and I managed to stand still without looking back at him.

My body was a bit chilly.

I waited about a minute before letting out a heavy sigh. My body spun around and I almost hoped I'd see him still standing there... He wasn't.

'Why must he always look so sexy when he's freaking arrogant!'. I sighed again before shutting my eyes to think.

My long lived peace was cut short when my phone rang, "Jasper?", I dived to my bed to take a look.

My frown fell.... "Father...", I picked already prepared to regret why I'd been born.

"You useless child! How dare you get into a fight at school?!.... I'm on my way home.....I just picked up your suspension letter. Two weeks!". He ended the call before I could say anything. I wasn't even planning on saying anything because I knew he wouldn't even want to listen, my side of the story wasn't relevant.

I laid down on my bed, drowning....

Drowning in my own worries, why did I always get badluck?

A few tears escaped my eyelids, I felt better crying.... And Atleast Logan or Jasper didn't have to see me like this.

'Atleast this stupid suspension will give me time to think of how to settle things between me, Jasper and Logan'.

I managed to encourage myself.

Ohh mum...

I hugged myself. Once in a while I hear people talking about their mothers and feel a void. They speak so purely about mothers... How I wish...

"No...", I shook my head at my thoughts while shifting out the Azacarus from under my pillow to take my mind off things...

The next day, father had already submitted me to hard labour. She was meant to paint the she house blue!

I ignored the weird gazes of the passer-bys who knew well that I lived here and that job was too much for a girl like me. I wasn't popular or anything....just known as the red-eyed-girl. Trying to empty my mind, I focused all my attention on the painting.

Blue...

The ladder was a bit shaky.....but it was balance enough and I was too light weighted to fall off without slipping.

"Sabrina!!", Jasper called out from below... half startling me to death!

I tripped off the ladder but luckily got caught her before landing butt flat on the floor.

Could feel my heart pounding and my breathe quickened, but apart from that.... I guess I was okay.

I looked up to meet Jasper's amused look with embarrassment. "Uhhm...", I jumped to my feet.

"You have to be more careful babe", he scratched his head in thought.

My legs buckled on touching the floor and for a second I couldn't help but wonder, 'did he just call me babe?!!!.

"Why are you painting your house anyway...I preferred it's original white colour". He fussed.

Slapping my forehead, "uhhm...my dad made me do it.....you know ...for getting suspended ". I unconsciously grabbed both his hands in my paint stained ones, "I'm sorry for getting you in trouble Jas".

He smiled sweetly, "ohh...don't apologise...my dad wasn't even mad, he said I did the right thing". I could feel his pride in those words, "I mean.... Only animals would pick on a lady"

Suddenly letting go of his hands..."uhhm...I have to get somewhere with this painting before my dad gets back from work", before picking up the paint bucket.

"I'll help...", Jasper's added taking the paint bucket from me.

Even if I wanted to be modest by telling him I could do it by myself, he wouldn't buzz off...

"Okay then", I smiled without arguing.

After about an hour of painting and playing around with paint, "I give up!!". I kicked the wall beside me with frustration, I didn't ask to live in a big house with empty rooms!

"Feel free to knock yourself out.....I'm gonna take a shower". I left the front door open so he wouldn't stain it with paint.

Without Jasper's help just now, I'd probably still be at one-third of what we'd accomplished. Not like we were halfway done or anything, but that was much for just a days work. I mean..... I had two weeks!

I grimaced, pulling off my paint stained clothes. The thought of Father catching Jasper out there might put me in even more trouble.

After wrapping my towel above my breasts, I moved to open the window. "Jasper!", I called out. "Please come in and take a shower when you're tired!"

He waved, "Okay!!". He climbed down before moving the ladder directly to my window!

"Don't tell me...", I mumbled.

"Look out Sab!"

"Ahhh!", he pushed his body in through the window and landed on me. "Owwieee!"

My butt ached.

"So sorry babe", he got up before helping me up...

I jumped to my feet trying to play it cool. "It's fine". I smiled at him before noticing his gaze had been fixed on me.

"What...?"

"Uhhm....", he pointed at my chest.

"Ohh lord!", using an arm to cover my breasts, I bent over to pick my towel.

He stopped me by my elbow. "It's okay, I haven't really gotten a good look at you naked"

I felt weird as his arms wrapped around my waist. He scanned down my body...

"You're so beautiful", he shifted some lose strings of hair from my face and our eyes met for what seemed to be a second.

He slowly lowered his face to kiss my lips...