Elizabeth woke-up, and looked around the room. She sat up, and pushed her hair back groggily. She looked over beside her-Wyatt was missing. She looked all around the room, and still couldn’t find him. Then, she heard voices on the other side of the door.
    The door opened, and Wyatt walked in, with Xavier behind him.
    “Oh, did I wake you?” asked Wyatt. Xavier stood behind him, staring at her.
    “No, I just got up a минута ago,” сказал(-а) Elizabeth.
    “Okay, good. Well, we need to go dress shopping, the warlock way,” сказал(-а) Wyatt.
    “Okay,” Elizabeth сказал(-а) sliding off the tall bed. When her feet hit the floor, she slid backward, and fell. Almost as soon as her butt hit the floor, Xavier was beside of her, helping her up. “Thanks.”
    “You’re welcome,” сказал(-а) Xavier.
    “Well, Lizybeth, and I have some work to do, so if Ты will excuse us,” Wyatt сказал(-а) looking at Xavier.
    “Of course, I will get out of your way,” сказал(-а) Xavier. He left the room, shutting the door softly behind him.
    “Now that he’s gone, Ты need to get on your cloudy Готика face, so we can go dress shopping,” сказал(-а) Wyatt looking at Elizabeth dismayingly.
    “I don’t have my make-up, или hair products,” Elizabeth sniffed.
    “I got it from the house. It’s the first drawer on the right. And your clothes are in that closet over there,” Wyatt сказал(-а) pointing at the closet.
    “Okay, thanks. Shouldn’t Ты get ready, too?” asked Elizabeth.
    “Don’t worry, I will,” сказал(-а) Wyatt. He walked out of the room without another word. Elizabeth opened up the closet door, and looked at her selection.
    She finally decided on a pair of tight black pants, a thin white shirt, and black sneakers. She put on some dark eyeliner. Elizabeth decided not to put concealer on today. She didn’t want to hide anything from the Temple members, for, she would be living with them for a while.
    Elizabeth fluffed up her hair, and went downstairs. She saw Lucifer standing at the corner of the hallway. He looked at her.
    “Hey,” was all he said.
    “Hey,” she сказал(-а) in response. He walked over to her, and took her hand. He flipped it over to look at her wrist.
    “So, does it hurt-cutting yourself, I mean,” Lucifer studied her wrist.
    “Sometimes, it really depends on what Ты use, though. Razors, not that bad. Scissors, ouch,” Elizabeth watched him.
    “Why do Ты do it?” asked Lucifer, playing with her small hand.
    “I had depression, and it’s just a habit I picked up from that. And when I get upset, или mental pain flares, I feel the need,” she explained.
    “Mental pain?” Lucifer asked starring into her eyes. She could tell he was worried.
    “I don’t want to bore you-” she was cut off by Lucifer.
    “If I get bored Ты will know.”
    “Well, I was abandoned by my father-who I suspect is a demon-as a baby. I had a drunk for a mother. She barely knew I existed, and she was never around. I’ve lived with Wyatt on and off since I was eight. I met his parents once when I was eight, but now I suspect they were decoys. Probably other warlocks. I figured they were only off during night shift, but now I know he is a reborn warlock. He didn’t have parents for me to meet.
    “And, because of all the hurt I’ve gotten from other people. I’ve gotten good at pretending I’m fine when it really hurts me inside. I usually get hurt when I pretend to long,” explained Elizabeth.
    “But still…I don’t understand why-” сказал(-а) Lucifer.
    “I don’t understand either, but I feel the need to do it; so I do…” Elizabeth trailed off.
    “Do Ты ever think about suicide?” asked Lucifer.
    “Probably еще than I should,” Elizabeth laughed humorlessly.
    “Well, I don’t care what Ты do just don’t hurt yourself-for Wyatt’s sake if nothing else,” Lucifer mumbled, looking around nervously. Elizabeth suspected he was hiding something, but she ignored it.
    “Are Ты ready?” Wyatt popped into the hallway behind Elizabeth.
    “Umm, yeah. I’m ready when Ты are,” she said.
    “Well, quit flirting, and let’s go shopping,” he сказал(-а) excitedly, grabbing her wrist, pulling her toward the Temple’s door with a big smile. Elizabeth waved to Lucifer, and stumbled after Wyatt, laughing.