God this was certainly a week from hell, and making a deal with el diablo certainly hadn’t helped her at all. In fact, it had likely made things worse. Ever since the big announcement to him on homecoming night, things between April and Santiago had been anything but smooth sailing. The day of the assembly--the day she had told her father the big news--April had asked him to come with her to the ultrasound appointment. What she expected to happen was for Santiago to finally get properly involved, perhaps to grow up a bit. What actually happened? Santiago did what he had done at homecoming. Radio silence for a few days. Absolutely no contact no matter how many times she called or texted him.
When he did finally meet up with her, Santiago had wanted to discuss a few changes to keep the child safe. It was a fair and good thought, right up until he actually voiced these changes. While skipping out on Kavi’s party wasn’t the end of the world, Santi had the audacity to ask her to discontinue her favourite hobby. To say that April responded poorly was a gross understatement. “Fuck no I’m not going to stop racing! I’m on a fucking track Santi, there’s very little that could actually go wrong! And what about you? Are you gonna stop taking whatever shit you put into your body? What fucking compromises are you gonna make? Because right now? Right now it feels like this is all on me and I’m so done with your shit. The walking away and going silent is driving me insane! What’s next, are you gonna ghost from the delivery room in 6 months?” Once Santi had burst that damn, there was no stopping his Lils from laying into him.
There was a reason her father called her Tiger Lily.
April replayed the events over and over in her head as she carefully applied the dark eyeliner around her eyes, everytime getting more and more frustrated with Santiago. Maybe it would never really work between them? Was she just kidding herself all this time because of her childish infatuation with the devil of Palm Beach, Florida? “God I hope not…” she muttered to herself. “Its a little late to turn back now April.”
With a quick twirl, she looked herself up and down in the tall mirror that stood before her, the short leather cape flapping behind her. The brunette had dyed her hair in the days before, and her hair was now closer to black than ever before. It was still evident enough that it had once been brown, but it no longer shone in the light like it once had. “And now for the final touch…” April said quietly, reaching down to the case on the table to her right that contained her colored contact lenses. Gone were the innocent brown eyes of April Foster, replaced by the bloodshot and yellow-orange eyes of a creature of the night.
At least with Halloween, she could hide herself behind a costume and no one else would be the wiser about her current...predicament. That is, assuming Santiago hadn’t told everyone by now.
April glanced at the time. Just enough time to make it to Kavi’s before it got too busy. Perfect. She quickly made her way downstairs and grabbed the keys to her signature Maserati before exiting the house into the garage. As she had done hundreds of times before, April slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine. With the quick press of the gas pedal, the arctic-white sports car shot out of the driveway and towards Kavi’s house.
As she pulled up onto the side of the road in front of Kavi’s house and got out of the car, she looked up to see Santiago and what looked to be Lucas just entering the house. “Never fully agreed to not come. His loss.” she shrugged, locking the car before walking up to the house on her own. As Santiago yelled out within, April snuck in behind him and quickly paced off to the side out of his direct view. It was about time she enjoyed herself without worrying about what the almighty *El Diablo* had his dick stuck into.
April grabbed an icy cold can of ginger ale from a cooler before cracking it open with a satisfying snap. She wasn’t an idiot. Alcohol was off the table tonight. Just as she took a sip, she noticed the other two members of the Unholy Trinity--Julie and Chanel--and that one girl Aaliyah joining the party. With a devious smile, April wandered over to the group glanced across the trio before her. “Evening ladies, happy Halloween! Looking stunning as usual, including...Aaliyah was it?” she looked to the Undead Queen. “Sorry I couldn’t make it to your little get together but, wow! Your costumes look incredible!”