The Eve and The Sacrificial Bride [ Diabolik Lovers ]

Panic at the disco (literally)

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[ <I suggest you play this while reading.>
Song Of The Chapter :
New Americana - Halsey
Lifted Up (1985) - Passion Pit
Post To Be - Omarion
The Hills - The Weeknd ]

A k a z a w a , M i y u k i .

< 2 0 : 3 5 ; SATURDAY ; Rave. >

Wow, I looked gorgeous.

. . Gorgeous trash.

I'm seriously thanking Runa with her fashion sense because-Wow.

A black spaghetti strapped dress reaching down my knees, fish-net (with a few rips) stockings, high-heeled ankle boots, a black henna on my hand to my fingers, gold and white accessories, curled ends of hair and make-up. As Ashley said, soft grunge material.

The Mukami's already left the household, which left me with the servants.

Applying lip-gloss, I reminded myself a few things.

One, don't drink too much. Two, drink. Three, no drugs. Four, don't get outfit dirtied or ruined. Five, if Kido stares at you, smile like a bitch. Six, don't be kissed by anyone. Lastly, keep your virginity.

Adding final touches to make-up, I smiled to the mirror.

I look pretty- Beautiful, even. No matter how much I denied beauty and took in my flaws, I actually looked pretty.

Hiss.

'Huh?' What was that? More importantly, I had a sense of déjà vu.

It sounded like a snake?

"Ha-ha, very funny. You can come out now, Kou." Rolling my eyes, I looked behind me to see if there was any sight of the blonde.

No one was behind me.

"Kou?" No reply.

"Very funny idiots, come out where I can see you." No reply.

The fuck?

Then the realization hit me like a thousand bricks.

The Mukami's already left.

Just then, the lights flickered.

A cold chill ran behind my back, as if someone passed by me.

"He-he.~" A giggled broke the silence as my terrace windows opened; revealing a small boy sitting on the railings. His eyes were wide, revealing cat-like eyes along with a cheshire cat grin.

"Hello, big sister."

Before I knew it, the terrace doors came to a harsh close.

I realized I was shaking as I fell to the floor.

'What. . Was that!?'

A car honked from outside, awakening me from my shivering self.

My mobile rang.

« R u n a i s c a l l i n g 。。。 »

"Hello. . ?"
"We're outside, hurry!"

And the call ended just like that.

Grabbing my bag, I rushed out my door to the outside.

A pink car was outside, and boy, did I sigh in relief and swoon. The sweetheart was those kinds without the roof.