The DWT (Death Wish Two, use to be three, but the third was knocked out) were idiots. They just threatened my sisters! And were demons, go figure. Then they just had to spout out that they were his daughters. I was beginning to wonder if they knew about me, because I was a huge secret in hell when I just thought, screw it all.
"Okay, I don't know who the h-ll your looking for and I don't care! You idiots are messing up my bar and causing one of my customers or sisters of being a demon! I have just gotten back from being tortured by a demon b-tch who dragged me off to Wales. On top of that, I am being reintroduced to food due to starvation again! AND I'M ON MY MONTHLY, SO DO YOURSELF A FAVOR AND GET OUT OF MY BAR IF YOU WANT TO LIVE," I yelled as loudly as I could.
Crowley raised and eyebrow, Nightshade and Divale were grinning at each other, Dean and Saw were surprised, Garth and Bess had their mouths hanging open, and Castiel had one raised eyebrow at my outburst. The DWT were trembling because there was nothing worse than a female Hunter on her monthly period, well, except me on mine while trying to hurt my family and calling me a slut. They ran out of the bar like bats out of Hell, excuse the pun. Of course, Daddy went after them after a quick "I'll be torturing them soon. they aren't suppose to be up here," while dragging the third demon away with an evil smile and glint in his eye.
"You're being stalked by a demon! And you said nothing?!?" Garth and Bess said together.
"It's not my fault," I said a little to quickly. The werewolf couple glared at me, daring me to lie to them. Well, I was going to heck of a shot.
"Are you anorexic," Sam asked in surprise while Dean looked at him like he had just spoken another language. Seriously, and despite what she says, Divale was checking him out of the corner of her eye. "She starves herself to make sure she doesn't gain weight."
"No, I know what anorexic means, how did you come up with asking that question? She was being held by a demon who wouldn't care if she ate or not, dude," Dean said in confusion.
"Partly from the conversation before the trio of demons and partly from the rant that got them to run away as if she would cut off their heads, stuff them, put them on spikes, use their skins as book bindings, and their bones as furniture," Sam stated in a duh voice. "So, are you?" he asked turning back to me.
"I am bloody well not!" as everyone who knew me flinch at the accusation. "I just happen to forget to eat, thank you very much. I, unlike many, am comfortable in my own body. I happen to like most of it," I said with a huff. I mean, really, just because a girl starves herself doe not mean she feels fat, I just happen to forget to eat! I hate when people think i have a problem with my weight. The fact is, don't gain weight even if I eat only junk food in large amounts every three hours. I'm just different like that.
"How does one forget to eat," Castiel asked curiously.
"It helps when your a Hunter and your sisters forget to remind you,"I told him, sticking to what Garth said. I get how he thinks we're Hunters, what with knowing the Winchester name, not as a gun, and spotting the werewolf couple as werewolves the first time we saw them, but did he have to say it?
"We had to buy her a watch with set in alarms so she would remember when we were out. It broke last time Abaddon kidnapped us," Nightshade added. Great, now they knew who was after us.
"What did you do to p-ss her off," Dean asked in awe.
"That's not important," all three of us said at the same time.
"We didn't get all your names," Sam said, just realizing it.
"I'm Nightshade, that's my twin, Divale, and our half-sister Belladonna," Night said flicking a wrist at each of us in turn.
"Aren't those, like poisonous plants," Dean asked.
"The same plant to be exact,"Castiel said, his head turned to the side as if puzzling over something. I think he was starting to figure us out.
"Yeah, our Mom, who is a huge b-tch, pray you don't meet her any time soon, named us. Dad's been taking care of all of us and even adopted Bella after our loving mother killed her father," Night said, taking care to sound as sarcastic as possible at 'loving'.
"Yeah, Mom hates me the most. Probably because of my biological father. She killed him before she was three months pregnant with me. Mom hated the fact that he had gotten her knocked up, it was suppose to be only business, then i came in. Great family don't you think?" I asked sarcastically. The three winced repeatedly through the tale, even the angel.
"Okay, back to the present!" Divale shouted, annoyed by the trip down memory lane. "Can we please just get this place cleaned up? We do have to open tomorrow and all the other guests and customers are either in their rooms or left when the guns were brought out."
I sighed, knowing that i would have to go get on my cleaning clothes, as i dubbed them. After a week, i figured out that the smell from the cleaning sullies wasn't coming out, so i just kept three pairs of cleaning clothes fro when we cleaned the bar. Night and Divale did the same and they were pretty much the same outfits, midriff gray t-shirts that we hated and gray shorts that went with them. We kept saying we would get rid of them, what with them being so short and all, but we never did.
"Mind if we help," Garth asked at the same time as the Winchester boys. Now I really wish we had gotten new clothing, seeing as the new scars I gained from torture are a bit revealing to anyone who knows the languages she used.
"Sure," Night said, not realizing what my back said. "Get changed into some clothes that you don't care about smelling because this stuff does NOT come out."
The three of us walked to our separate rooms to get dressed and we changed. At the very least, the angel would recognize the writing, because on the small of my back, scarred into the flesh were the words: Belladonna, Cambion Daughter of Abaddon, in Enochian and in a rare dialect of ancient Latin that all demons know, but very few humans even recognize as Latin, let alone can read it. oh well, I'd talk to him before i went out. and with that, i walked to the bar and kept my back to the wall.
"Hey, Castiel, can i talk to you for a second," I asked as I came in. He nodded as Night and Divale shot me questioning looks, which I waved off with a 'you'll know soon' look. and they knew the second i turned around to follow Cas out to the hallway and closed the door.