I would kill for this girl, and I hate seeing her like this because this isn’t my beautiful girl. This is someone who feels like they are going to break.
“Has anything strange or unexplainable ever happened around you?”
Harleigh
Anything strange happen around me? I don’t even know how to begin answering that question. “I don’t know. Strange how?” I ask, because I don’t understand what he could mean.
“Anything. Even if you think it’s small or inconsequential, or even just coincidence. We know you’re half succubus, but we have no idea who your birth father is, so we’re in the dark about any abilities you might possess.”
My mind feels like it’s going to explode. How can this be my reality?
An hour ago, I was leaving my music class to meet Bry for lunch, and now I’m here talking about supernatural beings with an angel. An ANGEL! Like what the fuck is happening?
I haven’t even started to process that means Brian is half angel. That is something him and I can discuss another time.
I try to wrack my brain for anything to give him, but I honestly don’t think anything weird has ever happened, at least not that kind of weird.
“Um, I have déjà vu a lot. Like I feel I have seen or dreamed something before, and then it happens. Something like that?” I look to David and he nods.
“Yes, exactly like that. That’s really good to know. It means there is a good chance you have premonitions. You don’t have control over them yet, and you don’t remember them until after they actually happen, but it’s a start. Anything else you can think of?”
I shake my head because really, that’s the only think I can think of. “My life is normal and uneventful. I have a best friend, I get bullied, and I love my parents. Until today, I thought I was a normal girl living a normal life.” I sigh.
“I need to ask you both some questions about…” He waves his hand at us and I blush, because fuck if this isn’t going to be uncomfortable. Isn’t it enough that Bry was my first kiss? Now I have to share details with his dad? Fuck me. “About your intimacy.”
Brian stiffens under me before huffing out a sigh. He seems just as uncomfortable with this coming discussion as I am.
“Brian, when you kiss her, do you feel different?” David asks.
What the hell does that mean, does he feel different? I would hope kissing me meant more to him than whatever bitches he’s kissed before.
Okay that’s not fair, I don’t know them…maybe they were nice?
“Yeah, Dad, because I care about her. What are you getting at?” He looks angry, so I think he knows what his dad is hinting at, but I don’t and I want to.
“You know what I’m asking, Brian. Don’t play dense. After you guys do whatever it is you do, do you feel drained? Lifeless?”
The fuck?! He did not just go there! I pierce him with a look that I hope says he’s a complete dick and I dislike him.
“I mean no disrespect, Harleigh. As a succubus, you have the ability to drain people of their life-force, and not just humans.”
Uh…what?
“Bry?” I look to him, suddenly terrified I have hurt him in some way. He would have told me before now, right? Surely if kissing me hurt him, he wouldn’t continue to do it, right?!
Brian looks at me and smiles, and I feel a bit more at ease. “No, Dad, not at all. The only reason kissing her feels different is because she is different.” He kisses me on the lips to prove a point. Whether it’s to his dad or me, I’m not sure.
“Have you…” David looks pained at having to continue. “Been intimate?”
Nope, nope not letting him go there. I am shutting that shit down right now! “No, not even close. Until a few weeks ago, I hadn’t even kissed a guy, or girl for that matter, so don’t even ask. I am not a whore. Until I came to this school, I hadn’t even been attracted to someone, so no. We have not been intimate.”
I feel my anger rising again. It’s not really going to help anyone for me to go off on David, but how dare he think he has the right to ask us that question?!
Brian pipes in next. “Dad, I wasn’t with anyone before I came here, why would you even ask that question?”
Even he seems pissed. I wonder if it’s because I’m upset, or if he is as appalled by the question as I am.
“I asked because I needed to know. We don’t know the extent of her abilities. That being said, her stealing life force from you can only be done through a kiss. How hot and heavy have you gotten? The more passion involved, the more powerful the abilities can become.”
Ugh, great. I decide tact isn’t my friend right now, so I go for blunt honesty. “We made out. I rubbed against his dick, and we both liked it. It was hot, it was passionate and amazing, but I didn’t do anything to him and you’re terrifying the hell out of me! Am I going to kill him?!”
“Doubtful. You seem in complete control of that ability, even though you didn’t know you had it. I’m a bit shocked actually,” he says, and I look at him with a raised eyebrow. “Most younger succubi and incubi, the male version of yourself, cannot control this ability. It takes a lot of training to learn to control it.”
I sigh, but become hopeful. “Maybe I don’t have that ability then!” I’m temporarily excited until David opens his damn mouth again.
“Every succubus, even half blooded, has that ability. It’s a part of your DNA. It’s non-negotiable, just like Brian being half angel means he gets commands from above. It’s something we don’t have a choice in.” He looks thoughtful for a moment.
“I have never heard of a teenager being able to control their powers like this. I can tell you’re afraid, but there is an upside to being able to steal others life-forces.”
I scoff, because I can’t see an upside to killing anyone. That shit is terrifying.
“You can also give people some of yours and save them,” he explains.
Huh, that’s kinda cool I guess.
I hope I never have to use this shit and can continue to live a normal life, but something in my gut tells me those days are long over.
“So, you’re saying I’m weird because I can somehow control this innate ability or power? Thanks, that makes me feel better.” Bry gives me a look like I’ve lost my mind. “No, I’m serious! It means even if I am supernatural, I am still weird and abnormal. It means I don’t really have to change.” I beam at Brian, and he chuckles.
