DEVIL'S HIGH

CHAPTER 35

KIARA'S POINT OF VIEW

I placed my palm over my heart, not expecting to see anyone at this time.

"You scared me."

I exclaimed, hoping to blame the startle as an excuse for my red cheeks. He walked forward, his hand occupied by three books, and stood next to me.

"I can see that."

Samael said, eyeing at my face, and cleared his throat in a serious way.

"Here. You forgot your notepad in my car and the other two are guides. It doesn't have any illustrations, and I have tried to minimise all gruesome events. This should do for the exam. For the next week, just focus on revising."

Does that mean today is the last day of his tutoring? Why do I feel sad suddenly? Come on Kiara, do not be foolish.

"Thank you, Samael. Thanks a lot. Without you, I wouldn't have been this got this far."

He shrugged his shoulders and looked at me without any emotion.

"I will accept your gratitude after the result announcement. Only your marks can prove to me if I have been really helpful or not."

Right. I nodded my head and raised my heels, not knowing what to say next. Should I invite him inside? Although he wouldn't hear Asher, I was doubtful of having him inside my house. We aren't that close, and I am being unnecessarily conscious after hearing my delusional brothers.

"Are you okay?"

I was surprised at his random question and stared at him in confusion.

"Why wouldn't I be okay?"

Was he asking about the exam or my family?

"You and Leviathan. Aren't you worried that something might be wrong?"

I accept my curiosity, but worry was the last of the feelings I have regarding the situation. It’s not normal for an angel and demon to touch and the fact that we have the same hair colour was suspiciously coincident as well. However, no matter what scenarios I create in my head, it was all unreasonable and lacked basic logic.

"I don't know. Maybe it's just a very surprising coincidence, and we are complicating things."

Samael's look meant that he wasn't on the exact page as mine and, honestly, I wasn't certain as well. So many things have happened since I came to the underworld and nothing was making proper sense anymore.

"Well, work hard during your study leave. Contact me through Keres' phone if you have any doubt."

We were having study holidays for the rest of the week and I was grateful at Azazel for being so considerate towards his students. Although I was tempted to get a mobile phone for contacting everyone faster, I refrained myself by thinking about my brothers' faces. Besides, temptation was a sin, and I was afraid of the aftermath.

"Do you like to have a cup of tea?"

I blurted out, hoping I sounded more like a hospitable house owner than a shy girl who wants to prolong the guy's stay. I was always taught to never leave the guest in an empty stomach, but my manners were wavering ever since I started my life here.

"I don't drink tea. Thanks though."

Samael said, bowing his head, and I reciprocated his gesture. He was picking up my routine actions faster than I give him for.

I waited till his figure disappeared behind the walls and headed back, clutching the life saving books. Keres would be so happy to have her hands on this. She has been trying hard to get back on track and it seems like she is succeeding. I just can’t wait for the rams to finish and be free again.

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SAMAEL'S POINT OF VIEW

The more I walked away from Kiara's house, the more today's incidents filled my mind.

When I asked Leviathan why he had tears in his eyes at the theatre, he said that he doesn't know. When Kiara was close to him, he felt emotional for some unknown reason and his eyes started tearing up without even him realising. What exactly was happening between those two?

Asmodeus and Damien were kept in the dark most of the times, the former being mostly absent, but after watching everything , they were more than curious and right now Levi was explaining it to them in detail.

If I am certain of one thing, it's that our parents knew the reason behind these unique happenings but were keeping silent. I haven't even seen my father ever since Kiara's arrival and I wondered if he was too ashamed to answer mine and my mother's questions. Or is there something going on that it beyond my expectations?

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The next week went swiftly, with all of us struggling with the syllabus. The teachers have been constantly checking on our progress and since I was busy teaching Kiara; I used these seven days to help my friends with the difficult portions.

There is a myth in the human world that demons are education less and that we force them to stay away from knowledge. But in reality we are more competent than angels and our world gives immense importance to extending one's brain capacity.

Kiara has never once contacted me after that day and I was kind of disappointed. Does she not have any doubts?

In the mean time Leviathan has asked Azazel about him able to touch Kiara, but the principal was vague in his answers and gave nothing away. He acted confused, then innocent, and finally took out the silent card. He wasn't saying anything. What could be the reason that he has to be so secretive even to his own son?

The only other choice was to wait for Kiara's brother's letter, but that would take time. We settled on keeping those things aside for the time being and concentrating on our studies.

The day of the exam came faster than I anticipated, and this time I was actually tensed. Usually exams didn't scare me and I considered it like any other normal day. But since Kiara was writing it as well, I felt an unfamiliar anxiousness. What if she doesn't make it to the advance level? Will I get another opportunity?

As I entered the exam hall, I saw her sitting in one of the front row, her eyes wandering among the swamp of students. The movement stopped once it settled on me and she gave me a thumps up. My inner mind told me that she was searching for me, but it felt so surreal. Why would she?

During the exam time, I glanced at her writing self more than a hundred times and felt relieved when she smiled at the question paper. Maybe it's not that difficult for. Maybe she would actually make it and I would be able to go out with her.

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