Ianthe
   Being Fae was starting to become normal to me. The Quinnzells are never normal;I suppose this is as close to normal I can be.
   Ever morning, looking at my reflection, I felt possessed as gold eyes looked back at me. They were beautiful yet they also looked deadly. Like me. I look beautiful but I'm a monster on the inside. I'm trying to control that monster. I'm getting there, slowly.

   "Ianthe," I look away from the mirror of my horrors and see Aedion.

  
  "I thought we got a break from training today!" I groan.

 
  "No um...someone waiting on you," I look at him with a look of confusion, telling him to elaborate more. "Wills come to see you," I crossed my arms, Aedion sighed and continued. "Go talk to him, don't be stubborn,"

  "Only if you talk to Lysandra when she comes," I say, he groans and nods. I make a mental note to make sure he follows through with that.

  
  Will hadn't changed since the last night I saw him, only now I could see his glamour. The Fae often use glamour to hide their flaws, their features. Aedion didn't know how to use glamour for he never had the need to use it. Harley knew, but refused to show me, for she said she wasn't perfect at it yet. In other words, she just didn't want me to know.
   Will had used glamour when he made love to me, he didn't now. His ears pointed as mine were.

  "Why would glamorize yourself around me? You lied to me!" I snap. Not caring if anyone heard.

  "I'm sorry Ianthe," he begins "I didn't think you'd like me like this,"

  "So you turned me like you so I would like you?!!" I accuse.

  "No!" He says as he tries to come up with what to say. "I...I didn't...well I did know but I...I couldn't control myself ok. I...once I stared biting you I couldn't stop myself. And you wanting more didn't help either,"

  "I...it's ok," I say, not really knowing why I was saying this. He looked distressed and I could tell he regretted what he did. Like how I regret how I slept around. Something that can't be undone. Neither one of our mistakes can ever be undone. "Why'd you come back?" I ask, it coming out as a whisper.

  "I wanted to see how you were doing, to make sure you were ok," he paused "I'm sorry,...I didn't mean to take advantage of you,"

"Please!" I say "I deserved it, I took Advantage of you when I used you for love then left you,"

  "You don't deserve to become Fae, I've destroyed your life....I...I'm the monster Ianthe, not you. Don't you dare apologize for that night, I don't care that you left, that's still one of the best nights of my life," He was so selfless.
   I reached over and touched his ear, pointing upward.

   "I don't think this makes you hideous," I say "it makes you even more stunning, don't....don't be ashamed of yourself," he let out a breath. I was so close to him that I shared that breath. And realized I could do that all my life. Share that one breath and I'd be content. Will was the one who comforted me when I feared Harley couldn't take care of Lucy, Will was there when I was trying to make amends with Harley, he was there when I couldn't stand my mom, and now he's here when I'm becoming Fae. He's always been there. It's time I be there for him.
   I kissed his ear, showing him that him being Fae brought me just as much pleasure as him being human.

   Lucy
  I missed Merwin. J was so nervous about his date with Clacey, that he asked Merwin to double date with him.

"With who?" She asks him. J just smiled and laughed .

  "A...w...with...t..y..you..you're man,silly," he told her.

  "J, I don't have a man;" she told him.

  "Yeah you do!" I say "take Daniel," Merwin was trying crimson but finally had the courage to ask Daniel. Who happily said he'd go with them, and came to our house ASAP with flowers. Merwin then told him that she hated flowers cause they died. But she accepted them anyway.

  "Hey mer," Daniel began. She looked at him, all her focus on him as Clacey and J discussed what restaurant they should go to. "Could you do me a favor?" She nodded. "Can you take your shoes off, I..It makes you like way taller than me, like you already are taller than me, but heels make you look like a giant," she simply laughed and handed him her shoes.

  "You can wear them then ,to make you taller," Daniel simply laughed as she did also. And I realized then, she had never looked at Cameron the way she looked at Daniel. She wasn't star struck, she really liked him.

   Therefore, I was left at home with Jermone.
I refused to sulk over Drake. Perhaps he feels the same way as I but he won't ever be mine. So what's the point?
  Even though Jermone was here, he wasn't with me, he was with my father. He claimed Joker was helping train him. I feared Jermone would become something he isn't. Or someone I don't want to be friends with. I really needed Merwin to talk to right now.

About an hour later, Merwin called.

  "Hey," I say.

  "Hey!!!!" She says, excitement filling her voice.

"What's got you so happy?" I ask.

  "I'll...tell you when I get home but listen to how funny this is,..Clacey taught J how to French kiss," I couldn't help but laugh. I guess J could be wild. I heard a jolt downstairs. I doubt we had a burger, even if we did, I'm sure mom and dad could take care of it. Then I remembered they were asleep. They went to bed early, and both of them were sound sleepers.
   I was thankful Merwin kept a baseball bat next to her bed, just for that reason, I grasped it and headed downstairs.
   It wasn't a burglar, it was Drake.

  "What the heck?!" I ask him.

  "I...I know Daniel went out with Merwin tonight so I thought you needed someone to keep you company," he spoke with a shrug.

  "That doesn't give you an excuse to sneak into my house!" I hiss.

  "I...I just didn't want you to be lonely and I just now got off...off my mission with Batman ok? This is the only time I could come," he explains.

  "Don't play with me," I tell him "you said you can't even be friends with me cause of my father so get out," I jerk my head toward the door.

  "Lucy I'm sorry,"

  "Bull," I snap.

  "You say that a lot don't you?" He asks. "Anyway, I shouldn't have said that I'm sorry, I guess it shouldn't matter, we'll just relive Romeo and Juliet and hopefully won't die like they did," I stifled back a  laugh.

  "Who'd you fight tonight?" I ask.

   "Clay face," he spoke. "Here I'll tell you all about it," I gestured toward the couch. Glad to have the company.

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