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Roman didn’t want to leave, his uneasiness had him retreating the moment we got back to the third floor. Drake waited in the common room as I changed and grabbed my wallet.
Technically I was stuck here by law, but I doubted anyone would notice. I wasn’t going to turn down an opportunity to get out of this building at least for a few moments.
The lobby was empty when we entered, and Drake pulled out a keycard from his pocket. He scanned it and pulled open the gate.
We made it as far as the stone gargoyles out front before Monty was in front of me.
“Where the fuck do you think you two are going?” he growled. “I can’t be here babysitting you.”
“And nobody asked you to,” I yelled right back. “We’ll be back in a few minutes, Monty. We’re going to see how bad things are out in the city and just get out of this fucking place for a minute. I need to clear my head.” My voice was bordering on hysterical at the possibility of being yanked right back inside Dark Haven.
Monty stared at me with his soulless eyes, giving nothing away as usual, but after a few beats, he finally nodded once, disappearing in an angry swirl of shadows. It was the best blessing I would get.
We took off on foot, walking down the block toward the sound of sirens and screams. No demons crossed our path as we wound through the business district. They were likely long gone. Sticking around would have been suicide for them if Monty or any of his loyal demons found them. If there were even any of those left.
I couldn’t wait to see what the news reports said tomorrow. What intricate stories they would come up with to describe the impossible. It’d be a mess of scrambling for explanations while Dark Haven fought to regain full control.
Even though we were on the roof, I hadn’t looked at the portal. We were too busy looking at the escape. I had a feeling it was even wider now, like a gaping maw ready to swallow Dark Haven whole.
Even being outside did nothing for my mood. I felt powerless and frustrated and was getting really fucking sick of this. I knew the moment I went back, I’d be demanding an audience with Hel. The ominous comments and zero answers were over. If she gave me nothing, then I’d be walking out of Dark Haven completely, leaving her to clean up her fucking mess.
The question would be, would the guys come with me? I’m sure Vane would have funds stashed somewhere. It could help us hide away.
Even angrily thinking about running away made my chest ache. Monty and Kol could never follow, and I don’t think I could ever break them in such a profound way. Or myself. They were just as much a part of me now.
Monty had visited me before, but it was never for long. He was perpetually in and out of my life. Here, he was a constant. Or he was until the portal ruined everything.
Oblivious to my internal mental breakdown, Drake stopped. “Would it be insensitive of me to say we should go get some ice cream?” Drake asked with a smirk.
His statement threw me off so much I let out a startled laugh. I figured Drake would be ready to go full warrior mode, striking down any demons we came across like a vigilante.
Could a demon even be a vigilante?
Once I got my mind to calm down, I couldn’t resist the offer. “You had me at ice cream,” I joked. “Is there a place around here?”
“Yeah, just up the street. We can check out that block as we go,” he answered as he took my hand, leading me down the street. It felt so strange and surreal to be holding hands with one of my boyfriends as we went for ice cream. Sure there was a whole demon apocalypse happening but we had to take our moments where we could get them. Especially now that hell had literally broken loose. It would take everything we had to figure out how to put it back together.
The streets were relatively normal as we made our way to the ice cream shop. The scent of waffle cones and sweet cream wafted out of the small shop, and I was practically salivating by the time we reached the order window.
“Hello, cuties, can I help you?” The old woman looked unaffected by the chaos in her city.
“Can I have a scoop of triple chocolate and a scoop of s’mores ice cream in a waffle cone?” I asked.
“Chocolate lover, a girl after my own heart,” she joked as she scooped out my order and handed it over. “And for you sweet cheeks?”
“Vanilla.”
“Excuse me?” I asked, choking on my first bite of ice cream.
“You heard me,” he said with a mock glare.
“I had you pictured for rocky road... anything but vanilla,” I said as I burst out into laughter. He chuckled softly as he watched me wipe away my tears.
“What can I say, I’m a boring kind of guy.” That had me laughing even harder.
“You are definitely not boring.”
Drake paid for us and we walked farther into the city, eating ice cream and enjoying the quiet. As quiet as it could get in the city. I had never realized how calm it was at Dark Haven until stepping outside. Between the sirens, people talking and yelling, and traffic, it was almost too loud to handle.
