The Pentagram Child(122)

Of course I knew I was drunk when I started shouting for Dolly Parton’s 9 to 5 to come on. Thankfully Draven had the foresight to save me from singing like a banshee by putting his shoulder to my waist and folding me over his shoulder.

“Time for water I think, my little diva queen.” He had said making me giggle.

“Aww, no fair…we lost our human.” Pip complained to Sophia who was swinging her hips without losing a single drop of her pink Cosmo. I smiled as I was manoeuvred into Draven’s lap and handed a bottle of ice cold water. But it wasn’t the water that made me smile, or unbelievably even being in Draven’s lap, although that was always something to smile at.

No, it was none of these things but what it was, was one of the most beautiful things in the world and that was watching my family. The family I thought I had heartbreakingly lost. It was watching the love surrounding me in so many different forms but each holding a powerful place in my heart.

It was also the way the husbands in the room looked at their wives like the sun rose and set with them. Like the only reason the stars came out at all was to see their girls. Zagan kept looking at Sophia like he was fighting a secret grin that spoke of private things she would soon discover later from his thoughts. Adam looked like he was just fighting the urge to grab his wife and run, looking for the nearest building to climb like King Kong taking his prize possession away from the world. Although both tried to act the perfect vision of calm, I knew better.

It almost felt like I was absorbing all the love in the room and it was making me feel lightheaded it was that powerful.

“Isn’t love grand.” I said relaxing back to Draven’s chest and sighing when his arms encircled me from behind.

“It should be the only true reason for living.” Draven’s response surprised me. I turned my head to look up at him from the side.

“You sound like you’ve only just discovered this philosophy?” I asked on a laugh. His eyes turned soft and his hand came to cup my cheek.

“I never knew what it was like. I watched my sister find it and those around me, but I never understood the level of power held there…” He paused and leant further into me before saying,

“…until there was you.”



I don’t know what happened after that but one thing was obvious…I was wasted! I was in that state where you are semi-conscious to all around you and it’s like living in one of your dreams. Well at least it was for me right now because I was pretty sure I was in Draven’s arms once again being carried towards a bed.

“The water didn’t work.” I heard Pip say.

“Well that is what happens when you add vodka to it.” Draven almost growled this and I shivered but that then ended on a hiccup.

“You okay, sweetheart?” Draven’s voice changed dramatically when he started talking to me and not Pip. I felt him push some of my hair back as he lay me down.

“Umm mmm…fink so.” I said wondering if it sounded as blurred to them as it did to me?

“You need to leave, I must get her comfortable.”

“You mean naked is what you mean!” Pip said and without fully seeing straight I knew she had her hands on her hips.

“Leave Imp!” Draven snarled making me moan,

“Fight…no.”

“Great, see what you did, now she’s turned into Yoda!” Pip argued making me giggle and hiccup again.

“What is a Yoda?” Draven asked as he pulled off my shoes.

“Not what, who and don’t you go worrying your little royal head over midget green, big eared Jedi masters…you worry about me mister if you ever hurt my girl again, well then I would scratch off your balls and stuff em up…”

“Mrs Ambrogetti…I think that’s quite enough for our King to visualise.” Adam’s gentle voice filled the room and I only managed to see a shadowy silhouette stood with arms crossed at the door.

“Ooops, boy am I sooo in trouble now, thanks boss man…laters! Oh and take loving care of our girl now!”

“I live and breathe to do nothing else.” Was Draven’s soft response when I heard the door close.



I woke the next morning with the intense feeling that some small rodent had taken up residency in my mouth during the night and then died some horrible death! Yes I truly felt that bad. Bad enough in fact my first noise of the day was a groan.

“Feeling rough perchance?”

“I’m not sure, is my head really cracked wide open and shameful moments of last night are pouring out, or does it just feel that way?” At this the bed started shaking with Draven’s raucous laughter.