Luke's P.O.V.
I sat at my kitchen table drumming my fingers to a tune that, at this point in time, I can't recall the name of, and ate my Fruit Loops. That's when I saw it.
At first I thought it was just a flicker. A shadow dancing across the floor. It came again and suddenly I realized exactly what it was... Or who more like.
Michael
Suddenly the colorful haired demon popped into view just at the corner of my eye. I spun to look at him, but he vanished as soon as i turned. He's taunting me I thought.
"Hi Luke."
I screamed. He was sitting on the table now, right in front of me. Michael was leaning in, smiling extra wide, exposing his sharp canines. His eyes were vibrant green to the point they were no longer human.
I gritted my teeth and looked away not meeting his eyes.
Damn it. I forgot my medicine.
"Leave me alone Michael." I pushed out. The pain in my chest was indescribable.
"Why don't you ever call me by my real name?" He smirked. That smirk made him look even more devilish, which honestly I didn't know was possible considering he had fucking horns.
"Azazel makes you sound to important. You are so insignificant I bet Satan doesn't even know your there." I retorted. However it was a lie I repeated to myself to keep me somewhat sane.
He let out a hearty laugh exposing his forked tongue.
"Sure Luke, being one of the 9 princes of hell is totally not a big deal." Michael said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
I stole quick glances at the bottle of medication on the counter. If I could just grab it, and swallow one he would be silenced, and be forced to retreat into the recesses of hell, also known as, my brain.
I sprang trying to grab the bottle, but ,damn that demon, he reached it first. Michael snatched the bottle of medicine with one taloned hand, and lifted me off the ground by my throat with the other.
"Antipsychotics." He read aloud. "Your trying to get rid of me aren't you?"
"Aww poor Lukey," he cooed "Can't get that big bully Michael to leave him alone."
I heard rushed footsteps in the hall. Michael suddenly vanished leaving me to fall to the floor. The medicine fell at the same time as me hitting the floor with a rattle. Ashton ran into the kitchen a distressed look on his face. He was wearing nothing but a pair of underwear, his hair in a tangled mess.
"Luke why were you yelling?"
I quickly uncapped the medication and swallowed a pill without water. I don't know why Michael left when Ashton started walking to the kitchen, but I don't care. All that matters is he's gone and I've taken my medicine.
"Sorry I uh fell." I lied. I've had to lie about Michael for as long as I've known Ash.
"Well Katie and I are gonna go I the mall today. Do you wanna come?" He asked while going through the fridge.
I really need to get out of the house. Maybe I should go. It might help me forget about Michael, or Azazel, or whatever the fuck I feel like calling him.
Sure Luke you get all tough when he's gone, I thought.
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We pulled up to the mall in Ashton's neon green Jeep. I opened the door and stood next to the car while Katie and Ashton got out.
"Alright," Ashton began, "Today we are picking out clothes for the baby." Ash squealed.
"So that means nothing inappropriate." He said specifically directed at me.
"Why you looking at me! I've never done anything like that!" I shouted/said holding my hands up in defense.
"Dude you bought my dog a Christmas sweater that said, and I quote, 'Put some mistletoe on your dick and ill kiss it.'" He yelled.
"Okay I did do that." I admitted.
