Myth of the Fey

Aria has been running for almost a year. Her family is dead and she has no one to turn to. Demons have been after her for years. She just wants to be left alone. But when she meets a young man named Tyler, who she is inexplicably drawn to, will he get hurt like everyone else? OR will he be able to help her?


4. Chapter 3

We ditched my car. They probably figured out the plates by now. I transfered all my weapons to the trunk of Tyler's '64 Mustang. Making sure I left nothing behind in the old sedan, I parked it in an alley, locked the old car, and threw the keys over the bridge. No reason for anyone to get into it. I slid into the passenger seat of Tyler's car. Sitting stiffly, a blank expression on my face.

"Ready to go?" He asked. I nodded, leaving my face emotionless. I didn't want to leave the old town, but I'd brought enough pain here. "You okay Sunshine?" I raised an eyebrow at the nickname.

"Fine." I lied. "let's go."

"Where to Sunshine?" He asked, starting the car. the engine roared to life.

"What's with the nickname?" I asked, my stotic face breaking into a smirk. "What's wrong with calling me Aria?"

"Sunshine suits you." Her replied, a goofy grin plastered on his face.

"Mind telling me why?" I relaxed my muscles and allowed myself to get comfortable on the leather seat.

"I don't know." He shrugged. "It just fits you. Would you perfer another nickname?"

"What do you suggest?" I giggled.

"I could call you Pretty Eyes. Or maybe you'd prefer Angel Face." He paused, noticing me blushing. "Would you like me to stop? I have plenty more."

"Do I have to have a nickname?" I asked.

"Yep. No way around it." He laughed and I couldn't help but smile. There was something about him that made me feel weightless. I couldn't figure out what it was though. His green eys glimmered with mischief and I could see him thinking up new nicknames.

"I guess if I have to have a nickname," I said. "Sunshine it is."

"Alright Sunshine." He smirked. "Where are we headed?"

"Anywhere but here." I replied. We hit the parkway and he sped up, leaving the small town far behind us. "There's a motel not far from here where we can say. The owner owes me a favor. We'll stay there tonight and continue tomorrow."

"Lead the way." He said. "Turn on some music." I flipped through the channels until I landed on a country station. "I see you have good taste."

"Take the next exit." I instructed. "Then take the first right and it's the first building on the left."

"So why does this guy owe you a favor?"

"I got rid of a poltergiest for him. I was passing through town when I stopped there for the night. There was a problem so I got rid of it." I explained. "He promised me a free room next time I was in town."

"Impressive." He complemented. "And you told me you like to stay away from danger."

"I do." I argued. "But if I find myself in it I'm not gonna run." He pulled into the parking lot of the motel and smirked at me.

"Sure you do Sunshine." I rolled my eyes and unbuckled.

"I'm going to get the room." I said, slipping out of the car.

"I'm going with you." Tyler said, following me.

"Don't trust me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, I do." He assured. "What I don't trust is the demons after us."

"I can take care of myself you know." I pulled a dagger from my boot. "Besides, I had the owner ward this place top to bottom."

"Then why isn't there anything on the windows?" He crossed his arms over his chest with a smug look on his face.

"It's in black light jackass." I retorted. "Can't go scaring of residence, now can we?" I replaced the dagger in my boot and turned on my heels. "If you're gonna come, come. Don't stand there like a moron."

"You're a pain in the ass Sunshine. You know that?"

"And you're a dumbass." I replied, striding over to the check in desk. A man with graying, brown hair and a matching goatee sorted through a filing cabinet. He looked up from the drawer and smiled at me.

"Aria." He said. "What can I do for you?"

"I need a room." I said. "Me and my friend here need to crash for the night."

"Queen or two twins."

"Two twins."

"Here ya go." He tossed me a key. I nodded my thanks and headed down the hall.

"Where do we go from here?" Tyler asked, slamming the door behind us.

"We go see a friend of mine. She'll help us out. Maybe help us figure out why these demons are up our asses." I tossed my bag on the floor and sat on one of the beds. "Get some rest. We leave at dawn." I took the daggers out of my boots, tossing them in my bag. I left one under my pillow just in case. I felt eyes on my back and turned to see Tyler staring at me.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"Sorry." He said, turning his attention elsewhere. I rolled my eyes and pulled my hair from its ponytail. I pulled my flannel off and felt his eyes on me again.

"What's you're problem?" I questioned, standing from the bed. He didn't answer, just kept staring. It made me uncomfortable how close he was. I could feel his breath on my face. His green eyes bore into mine and I tried not to squirm under his gaze. It was bizarre, like he was under a spell. He blinked a few times and turned away.

"I'm sorry." He said, barely in a whisper. "I don't know what came over me."

"Just get some rest." I ordered. I kicked of my boots and crawled under the covers, turning the light off.

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