Twisted Love

Disclaimer – Do not own Charmed and I am in no way making any money or profit from this story. This is purely for entertainment

Wyatt pov

Following the mind blowing kiss with Chris, I had a lot of pent up energy. The best way to relieve myself of that tension was to kill some demons. There's nothing better than the feeling of terror and pain I can inflict upon a demon to help me sleep at night. As I orbed throughout the dark endless expanse of the underworld, I could sense the presence of fifteen demons dwelling in a large cave. Once I formed into existence; I saw a large surrounding dimly lit with several torches on the stony walls and three exits leading into darkness. I saw the demons faces twist into terror when they saw me.

Demons knew now that there was only one being who would orb into the underworld; the rumours of a dark angel reaping havoc upon the demon population.

The sight of their reluctant awe and dread helped alleviate some of the sexual frustration that I was still feeling thanks to Chris.

'The twice blessed child!' gasped one demon, his thin pale face contorted while his pitch black eyes widened in knowing fear.

'That term is so old' I drawled as I walked towards them slowly. I relished the sight of the majority of the pack backing away as I slowly gained on them. I noticed a few holding their stance, their eyes guarded but determined. I nodded appreciatively at them; bravery even among demons was something to be respected.

'How about you call me the destroyer?' I grinned as I gained on them. One of the smaller demons, a man with greasy blond hair and a chubby face tried shimmering out but found he was unable to. He began to tremble as I smiled at him.

'You can even call me God if you like?' I smirked as I saw the braver demons sneer at my words.

God was not welcome in hell it seems.

Several fireballs and energy balls flew towards me in an instant, the combination of which would've been enough to burn a house to the ground. My energy shield deflected them with ease and three of the demons closest to me screamed in agony as the demonic balls impacted on their chests and burned them out of existence.

The rest of the demons circled me while shooting at the same time, too stupid to realize that it would do nothing against me.

'Haven't you learned your powers do jack shit against me?' I asked in honest curiosity.

I unleashed a bolt of lightning from my left hand, the sheer force rippling through my arms and bursting from my fingertips. Four demons screamed as the heat from the lightning caused their skins to bubble before they burst into flame.

Two of the demons tried to run through the exits leading out of the dark cave. I shook my head in disgust at the cowardice they displayed. I flicked my right hand towards their back and they screamed just briefly before they burst into pieces.

I felt myself grinning in pleasure. The powers coursing through me and the dominance and control I possessed rivaled the love I felt for Chris.

Two demons; an old man with a beard and winkled face and a women with dark hair and snake like features ran towards me, their arms outstretched to grab me. I spun in the position I was in and Excalibur materialized into my right hand which I used to slice the two demons in half with another turn of my body.

The sword gleaned with a light that lit the whole room and the only demons that remained were the ones that held their stances against me but did not attack. As I walked towards them, determined to finish them off with my sword, one of the demons; a beautiful woman with chestnut hair kneeled in a revered position and bowed before me.

I paused in surprise.

'Spare us and we will be your servants...master.' She murmured respectfully. The other three demons followed suite and bowed before me all muttering master and lord.

'Well this is unexpected.' I laughed darkly. I had to admit I got a thrill of exhilaration and power seeing these demons; beings whose sole purpose was to spread and cause evil and fear kneeling before me; the mightiest being in creation.

'Get up.' I spoke sharply and they all rose before me in unison, their eyes still averted. Only the brunette woman dared looked me in the eyes. I smiled in appreciation.

'Get out of here.'

They all looked at me in surprise. I considered killing them but my instincts were telling me that they could be of some use in the future.

And I always followed my instincts.

The three male demons shimmered out at once but the she-demon stayed where she was, gazing at me in curiosity, fear and some trace of lust. I smiled at her darkly and conjured a fireball from my left hand, Excalibur shined brighter from my right. Her eyes widened and I could sense her terror but her lust heightened and intermingled with her fear.

'Leave.' I commanded relishing the feel of both the light and dark powers under my control. It was times like this that I wondered about the stupidity of good versus evil. Ultimate power was the key, not petty sides fighting to gain control of the realms.

She shimmered away; her eyes still fixed on mine as she did so.

I extinguished both the fireball and Excalibur with my thought alone. I stood in the cave with the ashes of the demons surrounding me and realised this was the first time I had let demons go free. If my family found out they'd be wondering why. These demons were brave and cautious; an admirable trait; yet they were also smart. Powerful though they were they knew they had no chance against my power so they did the smartest thing they could in that circumstance and that was to offer themselves to me.

Just because they are demons doesn't mean they can't be of use. I felt pleasure rush through me at the thought of being a master; of having the control of powerful demons under my control to do my bidding. I know if my parents or Chris knew my thoughts they'd be horrified but it seems pretty reasonable to me. This world is all about survival of the fittest and I like the idea of being the top of the pack.

I orbed to my bedroom and stripped down to my underwear before I collapsed on the bed. I felt completely calm following my vanquishing spree. The killing had always calmed me for some strange reason and I knew I'd be able to sleep peacefully.

My thoughts ultimately turned back to Chris though. I remembered the kiss that happened just an hour earlier and the thought that Chris was probably asleep in his room now. My cock hardened quickly as I remembered how amazing the moment was. I recalled the feel of his soft lips moving against mine, the brush of our tongues sliding against each other making the most delicious wet and sloppy noises. My dick became stiff and I groaned silently when I pictured the line of saliva that trailed between our lips when we broke apart.

How Chris can look so horny yet so fucking innocent at the same time, I'll never know.

I thought that my venture into the underworld would calm me down enough to sleep and I lay in bed but could not sleep. I checked the time and saw it was 4.20am. I had to get up in less than four hours but my thoughts were occupied with what Chris would decide. Not only that but the sexual energy I felt would not go away. I needed to see Chris now; my hormones were telling me to do something about my large problem. I got up and walked to my door opening it silently. The hallway was dark and I walked with a raging hard-on with no concern of being caught in this hour. I tried opening Chris's door but it was locked, he obviously didn't want to be disturbed but I needed to see him.

I shimmered into his room; a less obvious way of attracting attention than orbing. As I entered his room, I saw Chris sleeping looking beautifully calm and peaceful. He was lying on his back with his arms on either side of his head and his legs spread wide apart. The sight made me dick twitch and I couldn't resist the slight squeeze I gave my cock in appreciation.

The whole scenario was so erotic and I couldn't resist rubbing my dick again. I slid my underwear off slowly all the while watching him and I felt my cock slap quickly upwards against my stomach as it was freed from the tight confines of my v briefs. I looked at Chris's face and saw his mouth was slightly parted.

I began to rub my dick slowly up and down, closing my eyes momentarily at the thought of sticking my dick in his mouth; of feeling his lips around my manhood and entering that hot wet orifice. I stood there for a few minutes slowly masturbating all the while watching his sleeping form.

I paused for a second when I saw Chris moving slightly but he stilled once more. His movements had caused a sliver of his porcelain stomach to show. I focused on the smoothness of his skin as I quickened my pace. Chris moved again and I was worried he would wake but I was too far gone to stop what I was doing if he woke but then he did something unexpected.

'Mmm...Wyatt.' He half whispered, half moaned.

I came.

Hard.

I could feel my dick pulsing furiously as I released deep shots in my hand, the way Chris moaned my name in his sleep was so erotic that I couldn't feel anything but shock and pleasure. As I slowly came back from my orgasm I noticed I was breathing deeply. I orbed the cum away and put my underwear back over my softening penis. I felt the warmness and joy go through me as I took in what had happened.

Chris said my name in his sleep!

I leaned by the bed and gently stroked his hair, knowing my gaze was completely soft and tender. He was attracted to me even if he didn't want to admit it and that thought filled me with hope. I kissed him slowly on the lips brushing my lips against his for a few seconds to prolong the moment. He still slept peacefully and I shimmered out during the kiss to my bed where I fell asleep in an instant.

I woke up early feeling slightly groggy but with a smile on my face. I knew Chris wanted time to sort out his feelings but there was no harm giving him a push in the right direction. Once I got showered and dressed I came down to the dining room to the smell of toast and bacon. Mum was already there getting the food ready while dad must have been off to Elder Land.

'Morning Wyatt.' Mum smiled as she noticed my approach.

'Morning mum, you didn't have to make breakfast, I would've done it.' I smiled in a great mood just remembering my name uttered from Chris's mouth during his sleep.

'Don't be silly, it's your first day back. Feeling excited?'

'It's school.' I replied in a deadpan voice.

'Oh hush.' she laughed.

'Is Chris awake yet?' I asked casually.

'Not yet, I was actually going to wake him up now.' She replied taking a bite of her buttered toast.

She walked off in direction of the stairs and I could hear her shouting for Chris. She came back rolling her eyes at Chris's stubbornness to get a few more minutes of sleep while I smiled fondly. Chris has always been difficult when it came to waking up.

He came down 25 minutes later and I couldn't resist the grin that popped out of my mouth as I saw him gaze at me briefly. His cheeks turned slightly red and I knew he was thinking about our kiss. He probably assumed I was grinning about that which I partly was but Chris calling out my name in his sleep while I jerked off in front of him was what caused me to grin instantly.

'Morning.' he muttered looking quite tired. He must have gone to sleep later than I expected.

'Good morning peanut.' Mum smiled while I rolled my eyes exasperatedly. Chris was always mum's little boy in her eyes. Mum gave Chris that endearment ever since I could remember and when I asked her why she called him that, she gave me a motherly smile and said he was so small she could just gobble him up. I rolled my eyes during that time as well to my recollection.

'We should head off soon Chris.' I smiled at him. 'We don't want to be late, do we?' I was slightly disappointed that he didn't respond or even look at me.

In response mum stared at me in confusion.

'I thought Alex was giving you a lift today Wyatt? Isn't his car two seated?'

'It is but Chris can get a ride too, he can sit on my lap or something if there's no space.' I smoothly replied all the while smiling innocently.

Chris looked up in shock at my comment and I knew what he was thinking. I couldn't resist the notion of having Chris on my lap so I could feel his ass pressing against my cock.

Chris however had other plans.

'I don't mind walking.' he stated firmly but I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip from me.

'Don't be silly Chris.' I spoke leaning forward as I looked in his beautiful green eyes. 'Alex won't mind if...'

The doorbell rang cutting off the conversation. I wondered who it would be, Alex always beeped his horn when he arrived at my house and he wasn't due in for another 10-15 minutes. Mum walked off to get the door and me and Chris just stared at each other in silence. He was acting stubborn based on his laidback demeanour but I wasn't fooled. I once again remembered him calling my name in his sleep and I smiled at him pleasantly.

That is until Chris's face scrunched up in confusion as we heard mum talking to someone undeniably feminine.
Chris's gaze wavered towards the hallway and I felt my smile slip off immediately when mum walked in with a girl around Chris's age. She was pretty I'd admit but nothing really special. I've fucked women a lot fitter than her but the stare that Chris was giving her made my stomach twist in new ways.

'Chriiiis look who it is...' Mum smugly said walking in with a large grin on her face and with this girl next to her.

'Bianca.' Chris replied breathlessly his eyes widening in disbelief. I felt my stomach clench and my throat constrict at the way he spoke her name.

This was no mere friend of his.

'Hey Chris.' She replied looking all coy and timid.

I felt my anger start to rise as I saw Chris's gaze fixated on her. As he continued to stare I could feel the jealousy and hurt pierce through me. He was attracted to her, that much was obvious and the fact that she was gazing back in obvious affected shifted something in me. Chris's gaze on this...Bianca lasted for several long agonizing seconds before mum cleared her throat in blatant amusement.

'Wow you look...nice.' Chris stared blankly breaking out of his reverie.

Red hot anger coursed through me as mum and that slut laughed along and she thanked him. How fucking dare he look at her like that? He knows how I feel about him, yet he plays all these fucking mind games with me. I feel the hurt deeper than before and it swiftly intermingles with my anger. My eyes darken with energy as I embrace the rage and control it. The dark oppressive energy envelops me and I feel the ever present need to possess Chris and show him he's mine.

'So you want to walk with me to school?' She asked Chris demurely.

I clench my fist wanting nothing more than to smash her face in. I feel some dark satisfaction at the thought of breaking her and causing her pain. Funnily enough I don't even feel shame for thinking it. I know I sound fucked up and that it's not normal to think like this but since when has my family ever been normal? Not from lack of trying though on mums part.

When it comes to Chris though, I lose all sense of my rationality and morals. I know I'd kill anyone who tries to take Chris from me and if that bitch doesn't back off she's going to be dead. The thought calms me slightly though the sight of Chris gazing at Bianca in appreciation makes my jealousy spike even more. I find myself staring intensely at Bianca, wanting nothing more than to will her sorry life out of existence.

'I'm sure Wyatt doesn't mind...Wyatt.' Mum voice sounds concerned and I wonder why for a second before I realize she's seen my glare at Bianca. I notice Chris turn to my direction suddenly as if he forgot I was there and the thought turns my eyes to pitch black. Her eyes widen as she looks into my eyes. I feel a sick rush of pleasure as I notice her shock and confusion; not to mention the stab of fear that spikes when she notices the blackness seeping from my irises.

'Wyatt...are you ok?' mum asks me again.

'I'm fine.' I reply thickly; my throat still clogged up with the bitter taste of jealous.

'Are you sure?' She presses on.

'Yeah...just a dodgy breakfast.' I reply trying to gain control of my emotions. I smile blankly as I stare at Chris. His gaze is uneasy and I know he is aware of my jealousy. My eyes continue to stay black and I try to will it to go but the anger is still dominant.

'Are you coming to get a lift with me Chris or not?' I smile at him in warning daring him to contradict me. I blank the hussy not even acknowledging her presence and I feel a warm glow of pleasure when I see her bristle at my rudeness. I keep my black eyes focused on Chris as he hesitates. Unfortunately mum fucking intervened.

'Don't be so rude Wyatt! You can get a lift and Chris will walk Bianca, ok Chris?' Mum basically warned Chris. He nodded and motioned his little slut to go with him without another glance in my direction. Once they were out of the room, mum turned to me furiously.

'What on earth was that about?!' She glared.

'I don't know what you're talking about.'

'You know full well what I mean, Wyatt Matthew Halliwell!'

Oh great she used my full name, she must be pissed. Frankly I could not bring myself to care. In fact I found myself angry with her. What was she thinking sending Chris away with that tramp? I know I shouldn't be angry at mum but I'm so angry I can't think straight.

'I don't trust her' I remarked defensively.

'What?' she asked in confusion, 'Why not? And what on earth is wrong with your eyes?'

'I just get a bad feeling about her, I can't explain it' I state while I ignore the second question completely.

'She's a teenager for goodness sakes, you-' I cut her off.

'Look can we talk about this later? I have to go or I'll be late' I walk off without a glance back in her direction.

'What on earth was that about...?' I hear her mutter in disbelief.

When I get to the front of the house I see my friend Alex waiting by his car. He smiled brightly when he saw me approach but it lessened when he saw the look on my face. Dark stormy thoughts were running through my mind and I was in no mood for light conversation.

'Hey Wy...something wrong mate?' He asked in concern.

'Let's just drive.' I simply replied.

The drive to the school was silent. I could feel Alex's curiosity and desire to know what was wrong but I was in no mood to talk. The dark energy flowing through me was slowly dissipating though I still felt the need to tear the bitch apart. I wouldn't though, I realised that if anything happened to her than Chris would suspect I was involved and I wasn't going to make matters worse when I could just get Chris alone later and show him he belongs to me.

The need to possess and dominate was still presently inherent. I wanted to fuck Chris and mark my claim on him. Feelings of anger and lust intermingled and I could feel my cock hardening.

I needed a good hard fuck to relieve myself of the tension.

I found myself looking at Alex; he was six foot with an impressive athletic body, blue eyes and auburn spiky hair. I'd fucked him a few times previously and he couldn't get enough. I broke it off when he started getting clingy but I needed a release and knew he'd be up for it. He noticed my attention and his eyes widened in shock and hope as he saw my intent.

'Drive us somewhere secluded.' I said huskily caressing his thighs with my hands. He nodded quickly and I could hear him exhale shakily. He drove for ten minutes to a secluded alleyway and he stared at me in longing and barely contained lust waiting my instruction.

'Suck me.' I stated firmly, Alex reached down to unzip my jeans and with shaking hands pulled out my half hard cock. He licked his lips before getting down to business and I closed my eyes imagining it was Chris. Alex was excellent at giving head, and not a half-bad fuck but throughout the blow-job I felt my thoughts drift to Chris and Bianca and my anger returned. I grabbed Alex's hair and pushed my cock deeper into his hot wet mouth until the tip hit the back of his throat causing him to gag slightly.

Amusingly I sensed his feelings and found he was expecting this to be a regular occurrence. I grabbed his hair and pulled him away from my cock. He looked up at me with longing, lust and uncertainty and I imagined it was Chris's face looking at me like that.

'Understand Alex; this is a going to be a onetime thing...you get it?' I smirked when I saw his eyes show a stab of hurt before shifting into something of indifference.

'I understand.' He said casually, his eyes eagerly darting towards my cock again.

'Pull your seat back and get on your knees.' I commanded.

He instantly did what I said, his fingers trembling with anticipation as he pulled down his jeans and underwear to his knees and lifting his bubble butt slightly up. I grabbed a condom out of my back pocket and used my spit to lube my cock. He cried out gently as I entered him slowly, Once I was all the way in I waited a moment and gazed at his back as he groaned in increasing pleasure. I pictured Chris easily in this position and I started to fuck his ass mercilessly pouring all my frustration and longing into the thrusts. Alex came within five minutes, his shouts of my name echoing reverently in the car and I followed quickly thrusting fast and deep, gripping his hair backwards with one hand and squeezing his hips with my other with an intensity which was sure to bruise.

I pulled out of him quickly and felt him shudder and groan at the feeling. He tried to kiss me and I shook my head; I noticed with amusement his face flash with pain before he got dressed and drove out of the alleyway. The drive to school was silent again; I didn't speak to Alex again though I noticed him glancing at me hopefully from time to time before looking resigned. Throughout the day I'd sit in my classes wondering if Chris was still with Bianca. My thoughts were driving me insane imagining all the scenarios that might be happening. I didn't see Chris until lunch when I walked in with my friends in the cafeteria. The sight that greeted me caused my blood to freeze.

The bitch had her arms interlinked with Chris's and they were both smiling as they spoke to their friends at the table. All of a sudden Chris's head swivelled in my direction and our eyes locked across the cafeteria. He turned away quickly but I noted with satisfaction that he quickly unlinked his arm from the sluts. She shot him a hurt look and I saw him say something to her which caused her to nod and smile though she still looked hurt to my satisfaction.

I didn't see him again until the end of the day. I got home quickly in order to speak to him but found that neither he nor my parents was home yet. I waited for an hour in the living room sitting on the couch facing the door, my thoughts growing darker with my desire to confront him about that bitch. The door opened with a clicking sound and Chris walked in tiredly through the foyer. He froze completely when he saw me stand up.

'Hey.' He said hesitantly.

'Who is she?' I calmly spoke.

'Who?'

'Don't fuck with me Chris; I'm talking about that slut.'

'Don't you dare call her a slut!' His voice rose.

'What would you like me to call her? Tramp? Hussy? Whore?' I goaded as I advanced on him smiling in a twisted way.

'I'll speak to you when you calm the fuck down. You're acting like an idiot' He sneered before he walked upstairs. I followed him and saw him quicken his pace to his room as he noticed my approach. The door slammed in my face and I heard the click that indicated he locked the room.

'Open the fucking door Chris!' I bellowed feeling my anger rise.

'Just get lost Wyatt! I don't want to speak to you right now!'

I lost control. He was obviously hiding something about this bitch, my anger reached its peak as I jealously imagined them kissing. I waved my hand and the door blasted open and splintered slightly on impact. I saw Chris standing opposite me staring at me in challenge. I felt my arousal hit me when I saw my little brother trying to defy me.

'Get the fuck out Wyatt, you need to calm down.'

'Tell me who she is.'

'Bianca's a friend.'

'Bullshit!' I icily replied.

'Do you know how ridiculous you sound?'

'Don't fuck with me Chris! I saw the way you two were looking at each other; even mum fucking saw it!'

'So what if we did? How is it any of your business?'

'It's always my business when it comes to you. What about us?!'

'There is no us!' He shouted 'Don't you get it? I don't want to be with you that way! It's not normal!'

'And Bianca's normal to you?' I sneered 'Don't delude yourself little brother' I walked towards him slowly but he held his position. I was getting painfully hard at his stubbornness.

'You're attracted to me. I bet its turning you on seeing me so jealous isn't it? Do you remember our kiss? Do you remember how good it felt? I bet you're as hard as I am now' I huskily spoke looking at his crotch. He blushed red but held firm.

'You're deluding yourself.' He sneered.

I grabbed him without notice and slammed him against the wall. He gasped on impact and stared at me in shock and anger but as usual he refused to show his fear. I leaned my crotch against his and groaned when I felt my cock rub against his obvious hardening bulge. He moaned at the contact but seemed to gain some sense of himself and tried pushing me away.

'Get off me now.'

'Nuh uh' I smiled darkly as I shifted my hips again. 'I'm going to fuck you eventually Chris...You will give in eventually.' He still struggled arousing me even more, the need to have him submit was bordering on obsessive.

'Why are you doing this to me?' He groaned.

'I love you.' I honestly replied. His reply was a look of anguish.

'You see how good you make me feel?' I press closer to his body until I envelope his frame completely so he can feel every inch of me. He looks up at me and I'm mesmerized by his beautiful eyes.

'If you ever left me I'd die.' I murmur as I inhale his neck and brush my lips against it. He shudders but still says nothing. I move my hand down his chest until I reach his groin. I brush my hand against it firmly and feel his groan of pleasure.

'You like that Chris?' I huskily moan in his neck. I unbutton his trousers quickly and find my prize. He moans deeply when I grab his erect cock, the feeling of his bare cock in my hands making me groan as well.

'You're mine, little brother.' I continue to masturbate him firmly 'I' m the only one who can make you feel like this.'

His breathing and moans quickens as does my pace. 'If anyone ever tries to take you from me I'll kill them.' I warn him and his eyes shift as he takes in my possessive words. I'm sure my eyes have turned dark now and his gaze shows both lust and panic at the sight.

'Wyatt...' He moans even deeper.

'Cum for me Chris!' I demand. My cock is leaking at this point, the sight of my hand making an elegant tunnel for my brothers smaller cock will forever be etched in my memory. He groans deeply and I see Chris orgasm for the first time.

He has never looked so beautiful in all his life.

We stay there in silence breathing deeply with our foreheads pressed together when I feel Chris start to shake. I see his eyes leaking with tears and realise he is crying. I feel a complete shift in emotion as I feel worry and concern.

'Chris?' I gently ask.

'I don't want to...feel this way' He cries and I feel my throat constrict at his distress but his words give me hope.

'Think of how happy we could be? Just admit to me at least that you have some feelings for me.' I gently pride.

'...' He doesn't reply.

'Please Chris...just give me something?' I'm begging him now and I don't care.

'...I'm attracted to you.' He confirms hesitantly and his eyes turn sad when he sees the ecstatic smile on my face. I gaze at him tenderly, all thoughts of possession gone from my mind as I nudge my cheek against him.

'But this can never happen.' He gently replies turning his cheek away from mine. I look at him determinedly; my face inches from his own.

'Chris...We can't keep doing this. I'm tired of this; I see you going through exactly what I went through and I already know what will happen if you don't accept it. I know I shouldn't pressure you but we will both be miserable.'

'Wyatt, you can't ask me to accept that. How on earth can I accept a relationship with my brother?'

I felt desire and understanding flicker through me as I realised Chris was wavering. I knew I had to make my move so I decided to show him how good we could be. I moved my palm against his cheek all the while gazing tenderly into his eyes. Chris's intake of breath showed me his defences were weakening.

'Eventually you'll wind up like me you know. You'll become tired of denying your feelings...I know you want me and God knows how much I need you' I drew my mouth until we were barely a millimetre apart from each other.

'It can be a secret.' I breathe into his mouth and smile when I see Chris close his eyes 'No one ever needs to know about us.' The proximity between us is charged like lightning and I know I have to wait for Chris to make the next move.

I close my eyes when I feel Chris's lips against my own and groaned deeply in pleasure and joy when I realised that it was he who initiated the kiss. We kissed for minutes with intense passion; I felt happier than I had ever felt in my whole life. The fact that Chris was giving us a chance made me grateful beyond words and I needed to show him how much I loved him.

Chris slowly broke the kiss and I grinned at him in contentment when I saw his heated cheeks. He roughly murmured my name and I could do nothing but hug him tightly showing him how fervently I needed him.

'We have to do this at my pace and terms ok?' He spoke thickly.

'Of course.' I nodded feeling too content to argue. I kissed him again smiling against his lips and he kissed me back; our kisses hungry with need.

'Wait..Wyatt you were joking about killing for me right?' He asked in uncertainty. On the outside I was still smiling contently but inside I felt the hate for Bianca rise again.

'It was just in the heat of the moment I promise.' One little white lie wouldn't hurt Chris if he didn't know about it.

'..Ok, just leave her alone ok?' He stated firmly.

'As long as she doesn't try anything I won't either.' The warning was clear in my voice though I was still smiling. Chris looked unnerved and I knew I had to backtrack.

'Relax. Mum would kill me if I tried anything.' I rolled my eyes as I casually stated this. Chris relaxed and even laughed at the statement. I felt the ever present need to kiss Chris come over me and I wondered humorously that once I'd made love to him, he'd most likely never leave my bed again. As I leaned in to kiss him again, we heard Mum calling us to help with the grocery. She had obviously come back from shopping and I groaned in frustration.

Cock-blocked by my own mother.

Upon hearing her voice, Chris's face flashed with guilt and as I leaned in to kiss him, he murmured he was going to help mum. He gave me a peck on the lips which resulted in me grinning goofily at him before he walked out of the room and down the stairs. I stood there for a moment taking in what happened but there was still the problem of Bianca running through my mind.

She was a threat. Not because I was worried Chris would fall in love with her but because she had the potential to show Chris what he thought a normal life could be. The thought filled me with unease and my jealousy spiked once more when I noticed the obvious attraction between them. I know Chris would never do anything but that didn't mean Bianca wouldn't try to tempt him. I needed to get rid of her but how without attracting Chris's attention on to me? A brilliant idea formulated in my head when I realized the perfect solution to the problem. I didn't have to do anything to get rid of her; all I needed was a demon.

I shut the door in Chris's room and waved my hands once. The she-demon who I spared the night before orbed into the room looking around in shock and confusion before her eyes fell onto mine.

'I have a job for you' I grinned.

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