I Refuse To Fall, When They Still Exist

Rio has been hunting for angels since she can remember; travelling from state to state since she was born. When a shadowey succubus nearly takes away her breath, she has to fight to survive. And fight off her desires for the mysterious emo kid that helped her out.


18. Chapter 16

"Rio?" Belial hisses, as my head begins to clear. I'd been asleep for quite a while, and I still ached all over.

"What?" I hissed, still lying there.

"Someone's knocking at the door."

The cold sweats started at his words. Was this Charles Illarde back for me already. I hauled myself up, ignoring the protests from my back, and crept slowly downstairs. The door wasn't creaking or straining, but I knew something was there. Three hard knocks came again, as the thin, lilac veil over the door crackled. It was just out of clear vision, but it was there, like a thin, net bridal veil.

Whenever we moved in to a new place, I'd creep out of bed and draw a line around the doors and windows with my rowan stake, which doubled as a wand. Gran taught me it when I was young, and I'd never forgotten. She called it "Warding" or "Closin' up da home" and it kept bad things out.

There are many things in the True world that can't enter a home without an invitation, with vampires being the most famous. Succubi aren't one of them, but angels are. Maybe Gran's warding was repelling something. Gran called it the singin', and Dad called it the shakes. I call it something fucked up on the other side of that door.

"Rio, it's an angel. That thing that kissed me. It's standing on the outside." Belial hissed, as I got to my feet. I could see into the living room now, and the blinds were up. I'd been planning to get a gun, but that was out of the picture right now.

How do you know that? I shushed him, and indicated for him to get the gun from my room. The thing on the other side knocked again, as I watched the warding crackle.

It's an angel, and it will kill you if it gets in here. It's probably looking at the dead plants on the porch that you couldn't be bothered to clear, spreading its feathery wings, and what do you wanna bet that if you look out the living room window, you'll see it grinning back.

One last knock, a playful tapping, before it finally gave up and slipped away, like used cooking oil slipping down a drain. Belial passed me the gun, but I didn't have the heart to tell him it was gone. He knew it was though.

"It's gone. Your lilac shield did its job." He whispered, sitting on the step next to me.

"You saw that?" I asked, in shock. I thought only I could see it.

"Lilac and crackling, with a shimmer like a bride's wedding veil."

I was stunned. Something angelic had gotten through, and it was kicking in. Let's hope it wasn't the bloodhunger, or I'd be looking like a pretty tasty snack right now. No feathers were springing up on his bare back, so that left a few other things.

"Rio, it wanted you. It doesn't know about me, but it knows about you."

That confirmed it. It was that Charles guy back, but my warding had kept him out. It'll be keeping you out for a lot longer, motherfucker. Don't you waste your time.

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