NovelEnglishChapter 0530 ADRIANA Zade wasn't wrong. I run when I can't process what to do. But I feel it's how I've survived for so long. To avoid facing my demons. I know what a man is capable of, how it only takes a fraction of a second for them to do something that will forever scar someone.
I've been avoiding Atticus over the last few days, keeping it to a hey or hi if I passed him, but not giving him a chance to say or do much. I did have the dessert he had made, and I did tell him it was good, but I have learned one thing about Atticus, and that is giving him a chance to talk is dangerous. He's good with his words, and just like a delicious glass of wine, he makes you feel all relaxed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtToday it is Halloween and although we don't go trick or treating, with around 47 adults in the pack, sof the women thought we should have like a little party. And so here we are all dressed up, with the place decorated really incredibly with cobwebs, spiders, ghosts and blood.
I am dressed up as a demon, wearing a leather corset bodysuit with a tail. The bodysuit barely covers anything, but it looks badass. My boobs are pushed up, my waist cinches and years of workout show in my thighs and booty. I've paired it with fistights and a black leather choker necklace. I look pretty sexy, and my look ends with dark makeup, red contact lenses, a red hair wig and knee-high hooker heels.
Ok, I look more like a sexy hooker demon, but hey, the aim of a dress-up party is to look sexy. Even though I'm avoiding him, I still can't help but wonder what he'll be dressed up as. I finish off with a pair of devil horns and leave my room.
I can hear the music from downstairs and I pause outside of Atticus's room, wondering if he's in there before I quickly continue on my way downstairs. I pause, glancing in the mirror panel that is at the top of the steps, looking at my ass that pretty much swallows my bodysuit right up.
I ruffle my fake hair before I step out into the back garden, where everyone is in costume. There's Zade as Ghostface. I recognise it's him instantly. Valerie is a zombie doctor, Damien is a pirate, Anthony is I don't really know, he looks weird with all kinds of ruffles and too much red. He's wearing a weird wig too.
"What are you supposed to be?" I ask, patting his arm. He looks atfrowning, but that frown vanishes when he looksover, whistling.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Forget me, check you out, sexy little she-demon. But really, what does it look like I am?" he waves his fencing sword at me.
"Umm, I have no idea." "He wanted us to be the three musketeers. Really, I don't know why the hell he'd think I'd be ok with that," Zade remarks as he flicks the large knife he's holding. And it's a real knife. Damien nods his agreement.
1/2 +15 BONUS "Definitely weird and lame." "Oh, wow. Look at you," Valerie adds, as she smiles at me. "What a coincidence." "What is?" I ask, looking at her. She simply laughs. "You'll see." She turns and points to the back of the garden where under the spooky lanterns I see huge regal, yet sharp, strong white wings. I tilt my head, realising it's a shirtless man with his back to us who's wearing them, and my heart skips a beat, realising just who it is.
Atticus....
An angel and a demon... now that's what Valerie meant.
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