For the first time since Chelsea had been murdered, Jessica had gone out.
And it had been amazing!
So many people dancing, grinding against each other, that it had been easy to get lost in the crowd. Easy to get lost in the music and drink. Easy to pick up someone. Someone her type was an added bonus. Blonde hair, blue eyes, small tits, and a big ass. The woman trailing behind her had all of those. Even had those pouty lips that you just wanted to suck on. Jessica had already felt them on her own lips and neck. They were soft and experienced. The best kind of lips.
It had taken three tries for Jessica to get her keys out of her pocket, two fumbles to find her door key, and only five to fit the key in the door lock. The five tequila sunrises she had were starting to sneak up on her. Didn’t help that Lacey, that was her acquired acquaintance’s name, couldn’t keep her hands and lips off of her.
The door swung open, and Jessica was promptly shoved in by the over-eager Lacey. Jessica did the tequila stumble before catching herself on the breakfast counter. An inebriated giggle left her before she turned around to get her eyes on Lacey.
Lacey closed the door, her deep blue eyes fixated on Jessica’s gray ones. They never left her even as Lacey locked the door behind her. Alarm bells went off in Jessica’s head, screaming at her that something was wrong. A look in Lacey’s eyes. A glee that was… wrong. The bells were silenced when Lacey’s teeth met her bottom lip. Chelsea used to do that. It drove Jessica insane, and her grip tightened on the breakfast counter, and her breathing sped up just ever so slightly. her heart hammered in her chest, as if trying to burst out and fly to the woman.
“C’mere,” Jessica slurred. That wrongness appeared in Lacey’s eyes again as she walked toward her, but Jessica wanted her enough she didn’t care. Didn’t care that even drunk a part of her brain was telling her to run. Didn’t care her heart was no longer beating fast from arousal.
Their lips met, and it was beautiful. Jessica groaned and Lacey smiled and deepened the kiss, tangling her fingers into Jessica’s short, dark hair. Then the blonde pulled away, leaving Jessica panting and staring up at her with pleading eyes. There was a smirk on the taller woman’s face as she ran a long nail down Jessica’s cheek. “It’s a shame I have to kill you. We could’ve had fun together.” There was regret in her voice, though her eyes said something different. Maybe she did regret what she was about to do, but she was going to enjoy it all the same.
Jessica opened her mouth to speak, not exactly understanding what Lacey was going on about. She wasn’t supposed to kill her. They were supposed to have sex. That was the whole reason they were currently making out in her apartment. Being killed wasn’t on the list of things to do, and it was a shitty thing to joke about. Very shitty considering Jessica’s past.
That was something else she wanted to tell Lacey, but didn’t get a chance to. There was a sharp pain in her chest. It took breath and thought away. Her eyes fell to see what the matter was. Lacey’s hand had disappeared into her chest, splashes of blood bright against her pale skin. Jessica’s head tilted to the side and her eyes narrowed, not understanding what was happening.
The real pain came when Lacey removed her hand. Jessica’s eyes teared up, a scream hanging on the edge of her lips, but a gasp coming out instead. Her knobby knees buckled and Lacey caught her, laying her gently down on the carpet.
Blood’s going to stain my carpet. A stupid thought, considering Lacey was holding her heart in her hand and pressing it to her soft lips. Lacey kissed her heart before taking a bit out of it. Who fucking kisses a heart before they eat it? Jessica wanted to ask aloud, but couldn’t find her voice.
“You don’t have to eat it,” came a male voice from behind her. Jessica wanted to turn to see who it was, who had broken into her apartment, but couldn’t find the strength to move it.
“Waste not, want not,” replied Lacey, her eyes moving to the man, a smirk on her face. “Besides, what else would I have done with it? Thrown it away?”
Jessica made a choking noise, angry that Lacey was making a joke at her expense. But she was ignored.
“Yes.”
Lacey rolled her eyes. “When framing someone, you’re supposed to make the crime look nearly exact to the other crimes they have committed.” With one last bite Jessica’s heart was gone, only the dark blood on Lacey’s hands and lips remaining. “I’m still a Sin Eater as well. I do need to eat hearts every once in awhile.” Her eyes fell back on Jessica. “This one hardly committed any sins. It’s sad to have killed her.”
The man snorted. “She would have died regardless. They’re all going to die.”
A tired sigh left Lacey, as if she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. “Too true,” she said with a hint of sadness. She stood up, running her bloodied fingers through her hair. “Do we really have to do this?”
There was a rush of footsteps and the man came into view. He was big, blonde hair, blue eyes, and handsome. So very handsome. The type of guy Jessica would date if she didn’t like women instead.
His large fingers wrapped around Lacey’s chin. “I want my war,” his tone so heated Jessica could feel the lick of flames. Then, his tone turned gentle and he released Lacey’s chin, running his fingers through her hair. “I know you feel for the humans, but their destruction cannot be helped.”
Lacey ran her fingers down the man’s chest. “Waking the Devil is a steep price to pay for a war with demons.”
The world was starting to go black, but Jessica could still hear the pair. “I was made for war. I need this.” The pair kissed. “The world will be better off without the humans. They have destroyed the gift my Father has given them. They no longer deserve to have this planet.”
The two were still talking, but Jessica could no longer hear their voices clearly. Just a bunch of jumbled words until soon there was nothing. There really is not bright light, was her last thought before crossing into the land of the dead.
Sin Eater 