MALEFIC (Michael Langdon x Reader)

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I woke up in my bed and Michael sat next to me in a chair holding a book. He looked up from the book giving me a smug smirk with an eyebrow lift and a tilt of his head.

"How come I keep saving your ass?"

"Maybe because your a stalker"

"What's make you say that? Word spreads fast around here. I came to your rescue. Neat job you did with Erika. You have my interest for the sanctuary"

"If killing people gets me into the sanctuary I don't want it. Like I've said, I'm trying to be a better person"

"Why do something so silly like that?"

"It's not silly."

"Yea yea I know. To make you feel better about your friend. What do you think is going to happen? Gods going to forgive you?"

"Possibly"

"I don't believe there is a god. I mean why would he allow the Armageddon?"

"Maybe your just crazy!"

"No tenebris angelus"

"I'm sorry I don't speak Latin"

"I'm done here. Get better I guess"

"You guess?"

"Wouldn't you prefer death?"

"Righttt" I said turning over. Pain shot through my whole body causing me to groan. Michael left with a laugh. That evil bastard. I was going to the library tomorrow to see if there was a Latin translation book. For now I just wanted rest to feel better.

I awoke the next morning. I got up and looked at my side in the mirror. A bruise was clearly there. I walked to breakfast after getting ready. When I arrived Coco gave me a dirty look. I flipped her off earning a warning look from Venable. I sat down thinking on how I'm getting everyone to hate me.

"Don't worry, I don't hate you yet." Mr.Gallant told me. I didn't feel any better.

After that I sat in my silk like it was a swing. Thoughts filled my head. I spent the next few hours thinking. I remembered the Latin book I wanted to see. I rushed to the library scanning each book. At the top of the shelves I seen it. A thick dusty book. I looked around for the ladder. I climbed upon it and rolled towards it.

The weight of the book made it hard to grab. So hard, I slipped from the ladder landing on my back. The book landing on me. I felt like my organs were crushed. It made my bruise worse and I now had a splitting headache.

Evil laughter came from the doorway, "that was great. Your weak little arms can't even hold a book. A Latin book?"

"You know you could help me"

"That's no fun. Watching you suffer is much better."

"What are you? The devil"

"You could say that"

I rolled my eyes and brushed my self off. I picked up the book and glared at Michael. I trudged to my room and closed my door. I plopped the book down on my bed. I was eager to know what he called me last night. I turned to the page for T's. I looked at the pronunciations searching for his words.

Ten minutes later I found out what he called me. Dark angel. Why the hell would he call me that. I'm not dark. And I'm not an angel. Dark and angel don't even belong together. I set aside the book not remembering the words he said in my daydream.

Three knocks came from door. I opened it and welcomed Mr.Gallant in. He stared at me after he saw my silk.

"Is there something going on between you and Langdon? Maybe sexual kinks? Did he give you a sex swing?"

"Oh my god no. It's an Ariel silk. For circus tricks dummie."

"I'd watch it. It looks like I'm your only friend left."

"As grateful as I am, I don't need friends. And I'm just a bitch"

"You've got that right" Michael said standing in my door way.

"I can never be alone can I?"

Mr.Gallant took that as a cue to leave even though I sent him pleading looks to stay. I glared at Michael once again.

"Dark angel? What the hell is that about"

"It's what I called you isn't it?"

"The name doesn't fit me."

"Why"

"I'm not an angel but nor am I dark."

"I thought I told you not to lie to me?"

"Is this more questioning?"

"I see darkness in your soul. You've killed people Y/N. Your not a bit afraid of it"

"I am"

"Your not. You killed that women within seconds"

"I was in danger"

"Your hiding something."

"I'm not hiding anything"

"What about your sexual thought about me?"

"I don't know what you mean"

"Y/N your testing me"

"I don't have sexual thoughts about you."

He stood from my bed and walked towards me on the silk. He put his finger under my chin making me look up.

"Really?"

"Yes"

He walked behind me and wrapped his hand around my throat. He got close to my neck as I felt his hot breath.

"I think your something different" he whispered in my ear.

He tilted me backwards allowing me to look up at him as he glared down at me. Darkness filled his eyes.

"Your so brave to lie. After you know what I can do"

"I don't care."

He pushed my back up and walked towards to front of me. He grabbed my face in a tight hold. He roughly turned my head.

"You disgust me" he whispered then turning my head back.

"Fuck you"