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“Might be an overload of information, don’t you think?” Jack said on my other side.
“No, if I’m going to be studying here, I should get to know everyone,” I responded as I picked at my omelette I’d claimed. It was quite delicious actually, but I was enthralled with the information Hadley was sharing.
“Well, after lunch, since it’s a Sunday and no classes are on, we’ll all be in the shared leisure room. You should come down if you want to get to know everyone,” Hadley informed me.
“What’s the leisure room like?” I queried.
“Chess sets, Playstation, there’s a mini cinema off to the side in an adjoining room. Sometimes we have game nights,” Diane spoke up before Hadley could open her mouth.
I had to say, I was rather impressed with the idea. And judging by how the group all chatted over lunch, they were close. I guess when there were so few students, you did become close.
“By the way, happy birthday,” Hadley smiled at me. “Don’t expect your hellhounds to celebrate, they’re still not quite used to human celebrations really. You should’ve seen them the first Christmas here!” She snorted at the thought.
“How long do you study at the Academy for?” I asked, more curious that she’d been here for four years, but I did wonder what had happened on their first Christmas.
“As long as you want really. With us being witches, we’ve been here the longest, as our powers have many forms. We can learn various spells and whatnot. I started when I was sixteen, as my demonic side awakened early. It normally happens at eighteen, but not for me. Diane came too, even though she’s a year younger than me. They figured we could both be trained at the same time, as we’ve been witches since forever. Our demon side just amplifies them. Besides, our mother died when I was ten and Diane was nine. Crossroads deals have a price,” Hadley clucked her tongue.
“I’m so sorry,” I murmured, noting that Diane had sat back and was frowning softly.
“Don’t be. Mum knew the price and told us what to expect. She said the time was worth it, and she sent us to live with our Aunt before her time was up. Our Aunt taught us more about being witches before we came here,” Hadley shrugged.
“Is it like ‘Supernatural’?” I asked.
“I heard Eric Kripke struck a deal with a crossroads demon to get that show massive success. So he knew how it all worked. Sometimes I wonder just how real that show is,” Hadley mused. “But yes, after ten years, hellhounds come calling. Although, sometimes the bargaining can be made in a way to buy more time. I think Mr. Kripke did, since he’s still kicking. Either that or he got a good crossroads demon. Maybe they worked out a different deal. Hell, maybe the crossroads demon spared him simply because he gave the real ingredients to summon a crossroads demon in the show. Imagine how many souls will be damned now.”
“I wish she didn’t do it,” Diane murmured, causing Hadley to purse her lips and glance over at her. We both knew her mind was not on ourSupernaturaldiscussion.
“Mom wanted us more than anything. She granted us life, and we need to be grateful,” Hadley sighed as she wrapped an arm around her sister’s shoulders.
“I know. But I wish we could’ve had more time with her,” Diane mumbled as she stared down at her plate.
“I know,” Hadley said gently as she pulled her tight into her side, shooting me a sad look and pained smile. My heart tightened for the pair of them. I knew what it was like to lose a mother.
I chewed my lip uneasily, not sure what to say, but Chumley came to my rescue.
“Wanna see the gardens?” he asked as he came up behind my seat, giving the sisters a glance and smiling softly at Hadley.
Some of the other students had drifted off after finishing their meals, and the keepers were tidying up the table once more.
“Sure,” I nodded, casting Hadley and Diane a sympathetic look as I stood.
Hadley gave me a soft nod, and I followed after Chumley, noting that my other men weren’t following.
Guess some one on one time with my hellhounds would be nice.
Chumley led me out into the hall and into another room, which had large glass doors that opened up into the gardens.
I glanced around what appeared to be a music room, with a piano and a few other instruments spread around.
I guess this was where Creeper learned to play the piano.
I inwardly groaned at the name.
I needed to start calling them by their real names. Chumley had said they liked their nicknames, but he and Jack had normal ones. Not the other two, and I felt guilty as hell for them now.
“Food’s good here, isn’t it?” Chumley said as we stepped through the open doors and out into the yard, a cool breezing brushing over my arms.
“Yeah, I feel sorry for Diane though,” I murmured as I looked up at the clear sky overhead. I hated that my questions had led to her getting upset.
