Chapter 4

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"You're not pregnant." Crowley stated. I had finally calmed down.

"No. I lost him a few months ago. Well, more like, I wasn't ready and..." I looked down. "Was I convincing?" I looked up at him and smirked.Crowley chuckled.

"I can't believe those idiots call themselves Hunters. Ha. Haha. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" He broke out in a fit of laughter. I quickly began laughing with him.

~~~~~~~(A few hours later)~~~~~~~

Crowley had poofed away (annoyingly enough) and I had just jumped into bed. Literally. Like half court shot with me as the ball, kind of literally. Anyway, I fell asleep to the sound of cars driving by and my neighbors arguing.

" Home, Shit, Home." I mumbled to myself as sleep took over.

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I awoke to the sound of my microwave going off. I grumbled as I slowly pulled myself out of bed.

"Morning love." Crowley said cheerily as I dragged myself into the kitchen.

"Go fuck a horse." I hissed.

"Okay, you are not a morning person, got it." He chuckled. I glared at him, which only made him laugh more.

"If your going to break into my apartment on a daily basis, then we need to lay down some ground rules." I stated. " 1.) If I'm not awake, do not touch the microwave. No exceptions. 2.) Do not wake me up before 10 a.m. Again, no exceptions."

"Anything else?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, quit breaking into my apartment you fucking rapist." I joked. He nearly choked on air.

"RAPIST?!?!" He yelled. I simply laughed in reply.

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