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Hel was right about one thing. I had my answers now, and I really fucking wish I didn’t.
“Okay, enough of this,” Layne said, taking my hand and pulling me out of the courtyard and into the elevator. I expected her to hit the third floor but instead she pressed the basement. My hand instinctively went to my side to make sure I had my blade.
I didn’t protest, I wasn’t ready to face anyone else. Instead, I followed Layne as she led me to the boiler room.
“Do the demons not come down here?” I questioned. She shook her head and pointed to a ward on the wall.
“I asked that demon of yours if he could ward it for us and he did. I’ll be honest, I was a bit shocked. But we needed a place away from the chaos,” she said.
They’d created a little oasis down here. Two beds were pushed together to create a queen size bed in one corner and random old furniture was spread out, including a desk and bookshelf. A stack of boxes rested in the corner full of her things. It felt like they were moving down here. A boiler room wouldn’t be my first choice, but it made sense for Crew.
“And, while moving some things down here, I managed to snag us a little treat. Do you want to partake?” She went to a stack of boxes and pulled out a bottle of liquor. I never drank whiskey but now seemed like as good a time as any to start. Somehow Layne figured out what I needed was an escape and I took it happily.
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked. I shook my head and she laughed. “Good, because I really didn’t want to talk about it either. I’m not really good with words and friendship. But I’m here for you still,” she said, awkwardly bumping her shoulder into mine as she screwed off the lid and took a large gulp. She handed it over and I followed suit, sputtering and choking as the warm liquid made its way down my throat.
We passed it back and forth in silence until half the bottle was gone. My mind was blessedly quiet now as warmth filled me.
Layne shifted to face me, face eager. “So, what’s it like to fuck a demon?”
Any other time I might have laughed at her question, but I was drunk enough I just let out a small giggle and answered.
“Well demons have tails and they can use them,” I started, describing every detail of how Monty used his. “And even more, Monty has shadows he controls and sometimes he fucks me with them. Let’s just say that I have some amazing sex. Oh! Did you know that Drake’s cock is pierced?!” I rambled out my explanation and she was dying laughing next to me as I overshared.
“Dang, ask and you shall receive, I guess,” she sang out. “That was an even better explanation than I expected.”
“So how are things with you and Crew?” I asked to change the subject.
She smiled sadly. “Good. He’s just not happy here with everything going on, and I can’t blame him. The demons are fucking terrifying, but I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
“I can understand that,” I agreed. “Dark Haven digs its claws into you. It’s home in its twisted, fucked-up way.”
“Exactly,” she agreed, tipping the bottle toward me in appreciation before taking another long pull.
“I feel stupid and selfish for saying it, but I can’t stop thinking about Stravos. He still checks in on me.” She smiled sadly.
“I guess Crew isn’t for sharing?” I guessed.
She shrugged. “We haven’t even discussed it. He’s been shutting down on me a lot lately. I’m not sure what to do about it, but he’ll come around.”
“He will,” I agreed, taking a drink and handing it back.
“I’d sit his ass down and tell him what you’re thinking. He can either get with it or move on,” I said. “It’s tough but you don’t want regrets. And if you’re feeling it this strongly, then I’d see it through. Then again this is coming from the girl that’s fucking two humans, a demon, a half demon, and a gargoyle.”
“All at the same time?” she asked, gasping, then falling into a fit of laughter. “Girl, how is your vagina not broken?”
“Oh, my vagina is averyhappy lady,” I shot back, cracking up at where our conversation had gone.
She got quiet for a second before looking back at me. “You know, you’re right, I do deserve happiness. I’ve lived a really shit-tastic life and if I want to bang a gargoyle, I’m going to bang a gargoyle.”
“Exactly!” I cheered. “Fuck all the gargoyles.” She cut me off with a weak smack and we lost it, falling backward as we laughed. Though, Layne somehow managed to save the whiskey.
“We really should have eaten something before coming in here,” she noted, taking another sip of the whiskey for good measure.
“At least we’re close to the cafeteria,” I said. “Let’s go sneak some snacks.”
She stood and pulled me up with her as she stormed out of the room, leaving the alcohol behind.
It was hard to keep my feet under me and disorienting with the shadows pulsing around me, fading in and out like they too were drunk. Hallucinations were fucking weird.
