Chapter 2:

I open my eyes.

Two months have passed.

We started attending class together, and it became very obvious that the biggest part of School was actually sitting down in classrooms for hours upon hours. Subjects like “History (of the family)”, “Ideals (of the family), “Geography (as far as the family resides there)”, “hierarchy of the family” made sure I got bored really quickly with my new fate and spent most of the time half asleep.

I didn´t really have to stay awake anyway: all the obligatory tests were written with our demons, and Sarazeel is like a Sponge, sucking in every bit of information.

“Know your enemy.” he would say to my unbelieving gaze. Or rather “How dumb can they be and tell us every little bit there is to know about them...”

I sigh and look around. Sarazeel is awake before me, like every day. He smiles when he notices my sleepy gaze.

I´ve never even seen him asleep. Like, ever.

“Good morning, Master. How did you sleep?”

“Fabulous.”, I groan and turn around.

It´s weird to start weighing more. My body is diving into physical puperty now, finally gifting me with boobs and hips. Still, it´s nothing in comparison to my sisters – and if anything, it´s unfamiliar to myself rather than pleasant.

I can feel Sarah move a bit to make more room for me in the bed.

“Are you ready to get up?”, he asks, slightly teasing me, because he knows I´m bad about getting up in the mornings.

It´s just like he had said. He´s around me all the time, and has gotten a lot more familiar than I want him to.

I finally sit up in my bed, stretching my body. I still try to keep a distance from him, and he´s not trying to force me into anything. We´ve arranged around each other pleasantly, for the most part.

The rattling of little feet in front of our wooden door gets me out of my thoughts. The Youngest of the Girls dorm are waking up, which means we´re way too late for breakfast.

“Why didn´t you wake me earlier?”, I ask Sarazeel and climb over him to get clothes out of the closet.

“Since when do you care about being on time?”, My demon replies and gets out of the bed as well.

I throw a little glance at him, the clothes he´s got now are fitting him much better – and, frustratingly enough, look very good on him. I stare at the bit of belly his disshelved shirt reveals and roll my eyes.

“Also,”, Sarah continues, while taking his top off “Are we allowed to come late today. Since it´s a special day.”

I get myself to not stare at him anymore. There´s no denying of him being very pretty. I had never met a creature this handsome before, so sometimes I couldn´t help staring and marveling.

“A special day.”, I repeat, while taking off my sleeping gown and underwear. “I feel like you´ve told me about this before.”

Sarazeel looks into the opposite direction. I´ve never told him not to look at me changing, but he doesn´t, anyway.

“ I did. We´re driving to the cliff today.”

Oh yeah. A few weeks of varied scenery, but within the same theater. The family was sending us to another one of their grooming stations, but this one was supposed to teach us how to fly with our demons.

I put on my gray uniform, then throw myself upon the bed and watch Sarah change. He gives me a grim look, and I skip the part where he changes his underwear and instead stare up to the ceiling.

Flying. Like there was anything to learn. It was the first thing me and my demon ever did together.

I still can´t get myself to just flee from the Family. I don´t know where to go, and I have yet to completely trust Sarazeel.

I don´t know where to go.

I close my eyes, and allow an image to appear in my mind, of someone who had always known where we had to go.

For a minute I thought about him, the person I still loved most in this world. I could have gone everywhere with him. Everywhere would have been home.

“What are you thinking about?”

I open my eyes again and meet Sarazeels. He´s leaning over me with a mix of concern and resignation in his eyes.

“Ah. Are you thinking about him agai -”

He hesitates.