“Are you okay, Hera?” Abby asked once Danny was out of earshot, concern lacing her every word. But Hera’s eyes were glued to the cell phone from the moment Danny thrust it into her hand. She forgot that Abby was still there with her, waiting for her to answer and watching her every reaction. 

However, the only reaction Abby could detect on Hera’s face was her widened eyes ready to pop out of their socket at any moment. Oblivious to her surroundings, Hera stood like a statue in stunned silence. Abby decided she’d had enough, and snapped her fingers in front of Hera’s eyes. But it didn’t help to get her cousin’s attention, and she snorted annoyed. 

“Stop eyeing that poor device as if it’s going to explode any moment now killing us both. It’s just a damn cell phone for God’s sake, Hera,” Abby snapped in anger and finally got Hera’s attention. 

Hera took her eyes off the cell phone and looked at Abby’s glaring eyes. She blinked twice, thrice, trying to refocus on what her cousin said, and finally, Abby’s words registered. “It’s not just a cell phone.. It’s a cell phone that’s going to make me talk to Satan!” Hera exclaimed in horror which made Abby grin, and Hera glared at her. She threw the phone as if it burnt and it landed right at the edge of her bed. Abby rolled her eyes at her cousin’s childish act. 

“You know right, how desperate are the female population of our school to talk to that so-called Satan of yours? They’ll kill to be in your place,” Abby said, removing her Jacket as she made it to the bed and Hera followed inattentively. “If only I could trade places with them,” Hera muttered, and her lips twitched slightly flashing a sad smile. Abby could see how to hurt Hera was feeling about it. She hugged her and tried to calm her nerves so that she could lessen her pain. 

“I know, you deliberately threw the phone using less force so that it won’t fall on the floor. You know right, Danny would kill you if you even made a small scratch on it?” Abby asked, trying to lighten Hera’s sour mood. She laughed as Hera gasped in shock, widened her eyes in horror, and quickly crawled to the bottom of her bed to pick up the phone. She checked for any damage and sighed in relief, finding none. 

“Oh, for God’s sake, why does Danny even need a cell phone? You and I don’t have one and aren’t we surviving, Abby? Why should teenagers need a phone? Why don’t people ban these goddamn cell phones?” Hera whined while Abby laughed. “Not for God’s sake, but maybe for your Satan’s sake, I guess?” Abby said, attempting to joke, but it only made her get shoved roughly onto the bed because her joke only added more to Hera’s annoyance. 

Hera was about to lose her mind for sure. She cursed her uncle Ben for gifting his son a cell phone on his eighteenth birthday. They weren’t allowed to have a cell phone for safety reasons as they put it. Benson, however, decided to grant his son with some extra privileges since he was practically an adult and bought him the latest version of an iPhone, which Hera and Abby didn’t get. 

‘I wonder, from where they get that much money to spend though.’ 

Hera remembered how they both fought back with their parents for not letting them have a cell phone. But now, she’s gladly thanking her lucky stars for being on her side for once. Thank Goodness that she didn’t have a phone. Imagine if her Satan had her number what would’ve happened. That thought made her shudder in fright.

“Okay, drama queen, stop exaggerating, will you? He’s not even here, so stop twisting your panties for no reason. If he wants to talk, then talk to him. It’s not a big deal, and you don’t have to worry when I’m here. I won’t let you get into trouble, okay,” Abby said, smiling with assurance, and took both of Hera’s hands in hers. 

“Oh, wait for a second, Hera,” Abby said, smiling cunningly. “I’ve got a better solution to your problem. Why don’t I speak to your boyfriend on your behalf instead?” Abby suggested while Hera frowned, giving her cousin an unimpressed look. “He’s not my boyfriend,” Hera said bitterly.

Abby’s smile changed into a wide grin. “Are you sure you’re not interested in him anymore?” She asked but didn’t wait for Hera’s reply. Squealing with excitement, she said, “Fine then, it’s decided. I’m going to seduce him using all my charm at once. Oh, I never believed I would get a chance to bang him in this lifetime,” she confessed, and Hera gasped, slapping Abby’s arm. 

“Stop speaking out your evil thoughts. We’re not even adults yet, and you’re planning on seducing a boy already. We shouldn’t be harbouring such sinful thoughts at the age of fifteen,” Hera said, scolding her cousin. Abby fixed Hera with a hard stare, “Oh, come on, Hera, don’t be such a baby. I mean, look at him, who wouldn’t want to get a taste of that fine specimen? I could eat Ace Hunter alive if I get a chance.” She said, licking her lips as if eyeing her favourite dessert. 

Hera released a frustrated groan, and Abby eyed her suspiciously. “I thought you didn’t want him. Why are you acting like a jealous girlfriend? I can almost feel your claws digging into my throat, and you look like you’re ready to drink my blood. Hera, don’t be such a meanie. Don’t you know, sharing is caring?” Abby asked in a fake, pleading tone. Hera shook her head and shoved Abby gently and tried not to laugh. 

Abby was part relieved and partly worried as Hera only managed to show her a faint hint of a smile. She remembered the days when only Hunter’s name used to make Hera, beam with happiness. She was so madly in love with him once. Abby wondered what happened between them that made Hera hate him so passionately. She had no idea what caused them to break up. Hera refused to talk about it, and Abby respected her decision.