His eyes went soft, nodded alittle and vanished like dust.

I don't regret saying that. I didn't. Or did i? screw it.

Dad went back home after few hours from heck knows where. I crept down my room and took a peak on where he is.

He was staggering against the hall. As I glance on my parents room, mom was fast asleep. I slowly closed their room when dad yelled

"ANDREA!"

I jolted.

"ANDREA GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!"

I took a deep breath.. then I went down. I couldn't look at his eyes but I know he was staring down at me.

"Go get--" He coughed loudly, the venomous smell of liquor surrounded us, "get those damn bottles into the living room." then he shove me aside so he could walk pass me. The cold wind blew inside from the open window.

I went outside to get the bottles. That's when I stopped.

Emma. Emma was standing afar with a playful smile but deadly glare.

I glared at her back and shook my head. Bending down, I picked up the heavy crates of bottle.

"Good job pretty girl."

A soft cold breath on my neck made me flinch.

"Go away, Emma." my voice was stern

"Thanks to you--"

I turned around and was ready to slap her when she placed an arm on my shoulder.

Everything went dark.

Bughuul was standing infront of Milo. He was looking sad but determined. He was smiling but his eyes was filled with sorrow.

Bughuul placed an arm on his shoulder. Milo's eyes went dark as he was lifted alittle on inch from the ground.

"Well done, slave." Bughuul's dark deep voice said.

He dropped Milo to the ground.

Milo got to his knees with his head bowed down.

"Make me proud." Then Bughuul disappeared.

Milo's breathing was heavy for a few minutes. Then his head snapped back up with eyes darker and hollow than ever, with a big evil smile on his lips.