Devils Roses 01 - Cursed

creepy.” He tilted his head. “You know I’m not psychic right. I'm not omnipresent like God.”
    I laughed. “I just thought you might know.”
    He rubbed his hands on my bare arms, warming me from the inside. I had been feeling weak and exhausted until he touched me.
    He bent down and kissed my lips. He had meant to brush them lightly, but the goop on my lips trapped him. His hands went down my bare back, sending chills up my spine. They roamed my dress, landing on my butt and pulling me up into his arms. I kissed him back wildly, pulling at his shoulders.
    He pulled away, covered in lipstick and gloss. He winced when he saw my makeup. I threw him a look of annoyance, but laughed at the ridiculous amount of lipstick he was wearing.
    I turned away to clean my face off, but when I turned back to talk to him, he was gone. A cool wind came in the window, replacing the warm one.
    I moaned as I sat back down to fix my face.
    When I got downstairs, I got the speech of doom from my dad.
    “ No drinks you didn’t crack open, don’t even drink from the water fountain. No boys, except Shane, and he doesn’t touch you except to hold your hand at the most.” Dad paced the kitchen, ranting as my sister and I exchanged looks of bewilderment. He seemed more savage than normal.
    Shane knocked on the door, saving us from the chastity belts and curfews. I jumped at the door feeling a slight head rush. I trembled a tiny amount before I got my hand on the door to steady myself.
    Blake stood there in a tux beside Shane. Both were in black tuxes with shiny black shoes and a white rose. I laughed. “The Blues Brothers are here.” I opened the door up wide for them to come in.
    My dad laughed at the comment, but my sister looked confused. "They're wearing black, dummy." Yeah, I was the dummy.
    Both guys looked astonished, as they stood completely still, staring at me.
    I looked at my sister who raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
    Blake, finally taking at least one of his eyes off of me, turned to my sister. “You look incredible.”
    She really did. Her dress was silver like her eyes and cut perfectly. She had her dark, thick hair flowing around her shoulders, which were bare. Her skin was tanned and glowing. Her dress was a halter style with the thinnest straps imaginable and a cross-stitched pattern in silver beads and gems. It was a corset and skirt. The skirt was pleated and long with a soft flow and a shine to the silk material. She had blue eye makeup with plump pink lips. Her earrings were huge, silver dangling ones and that matched her crystal and silver bracelet. She had strappy, silver sling-backs on. She looked like a supermodel. When she turned around to say goodbye to me, I noticed her entire back was bare. The halter straps crossed thinly in the back and the skirt of the dress hugged the very top of her bum.
    My dad gulped looking her sternly. “Same rules apply for you.” He shook as he looked at the guys. “You boys take good care of my girls, are we clear?”
    Blake nodded, but Shane had still not come out of his coma.
    My dad snapped his fingers in front of Shane’s eyes and smirked, as Shane came back blinking. “You look amazing, Aimee.”
    I smiled at him and sipped my glass of water. I set it down and kissed my dad on the cheek. “Night Dad. Don’t worry, we’ll be fine.”
    He looked worried, regardless of what I said.
    Alise kissed his cheek and patted his back. “It's okay, Daddy. I think I saw something about a special on Discovery Channel tonight about astro-psychics. Should be fun.”
    He nodded weakly and walked us to the door. “It's astrophysics, sweetie. I have it taping.”
    I laughed as she shrugged, not fazed, but Blake smirked. “Astro-psychics, is that a space psychic?”
    She smacked him in the arm, making me laugh harder.
    Shane offered me his arm, his gaze fighting desperately to focus on my eyes. Half my chest was exposed and my breasts were pretty much popping out the top of the dress. Not that much was left from the sickness, but what was there, was fully exposed. I would have cursed Giselle under my breath but she needed prayers more.
    Before I took his arm, I hugged Blake.
    He hugged me back.
    “ I feel naked,” I whispered to him.
    “ You are.” He smiled at me as I pulled away. I knew we were going to be okay.
    I looked around me and decided this was the life I wanted. When Aleks left he would take a very large part of my heart with him. He would also take all of the