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saying, "I'll help you."
    The bell rang, announcing the end of our short break, and I wondered how no one had walked in here and interrupted us. Devin must have been using his demon powers to keep everyone away because I couldn't imagine girls not coming to check on their make-up or hair.
    Devin was already at the door and held it open for me. I was still a little bit shaken by everything that had happened that I didn't even think how awkward it would be to walk out of the girls' restroom with a boy. Brenda's angry face greeted me as soon as I stepped outside. She opened her mouth to yell at me for locking myself inside, but then her emerald eyes widened as she saw Devin behind my back. I could only guess what she thought we'd been doing and I felt myself grinning at her. She abruptly turned around, her curly dark brown hair fluttering behind her as she hurried back to the class.
    "Why did she stare at us like that?" Devin whispered as we neared the classroom. The hall was mostly empty, but I still looked around before answering. There was a good chance Brenda was jealous and wouldn't tell anyone what she had witnessed. We didn't need anyone else to find out.
    "She thinks we've been making out."
    "In the restroom?" He looked puzzled. So the making out part made perfect sense to him and the restroom was a problem? Oook.
    "Yeah, people do that sometimes."
    He didn't say anything because we reached the classroom. A few students gave us strange looks but probably assumed we had run into each other at the door. Brenda's lips were pressed in a tight line and she clearly wished me to drop dead. No matter how much I enjoyed pissing her off, I didn't want her to become my enemy. Maybe I should have asked Devin what he'd put in her mind. I just hoped he hadn't made her think he was her ex or something.
    Italia's dark brown eyes regarded me curiously as I sat down. I knew she probably had tons of questions for me, beginning with my hasty leaving without a word to her, but that could wait until the end of the class.

Chapter 04

    A dark-haired woman appears in front of me out of nowhere, her black eyes flash to cerulean blue as she extends her pale arms towards me. I gasp, taking a step back, but the distance between us doesn't change.
    "Who are you?" I whisper, trying to figure it out is this a vision or a dream. But I can't see anything except the darkness and her beautiful, inviting face.
    "You know who I am," she says , and something clicks together in my mind, which seems to be in some sort of a haze.
    "Melissa," I say and she nods.
    "You have to save him." Her cerulean eyes seem sad and worried. I know those eyes, but I can't quite remember how.
    "Save who?"
    "My son." She absently pats her flat stomach. I don't understand what she wants from me. Isn't she supposed to be dead? Isn't her son dead too?
    "Are you a ghost?" I ask before I can stop myself. I don't know why am I trying to rationalize a dream. Because it is a dream, right? But why can't I wake up then?
    A shadow of a smile stretches her lips , and she shakes her head.
    "What are you then?" Could she have survived being stabbed in the heart? If she's a demon, maybe yes.
    " Only a shadow of what I used to be," she says, her huge red wings fluttering open behind her slim figure. Once again, I try to back away, but nothing happens.
    "Help my son," she repeats, staring intently at me like that is going to make me do whatever she wants.
    "How?" I pinch myself hard, but I don't wake up. Yet I know this is a dream.
    "Kill him." Her sweet voice fills my head, resonates through my mind like some old chant. It's suddenly hard to breathe, and I cover my ears in a futile attempt to stop hearing her.
    I found myself staring at the ceiling of my room, wide awake. Melissa's words were still fresh in my mind, but at least I could think clearly. These dreams or visions were really starting to get on my nerves, just like the inability to come out of them when I wanted. I had no idea was