The Devil's son

CHAPTER THREE

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"Like I would believe you, fucking psycho." I rolled my eyes at him. It couldn't be real. I didn't want it to be real.

"Oh you wound me, Mor. Love, I would never go so low to lie to you like a human would. But, I see you are not going to be convince so easily so, watch me" OH my fucking god that was, that was so hot. He said that with such a sensual voice that I would like to rip all the clothes off him.

MOR!! He is a fucking psycho who probably wants to rape you and sell you so don't.

He backed off. I kinda wished I could have his body pressed on mine a little longer but the thought had fast disapeared from my mind. Especially, when he started to grew fangs and wings.

OHHHHH SHITTTT. IT WAS FUCKING REAL. HE IS THE FUCKING SON OF THE DEVIL. AHHHHHHHHH

His wings were large and black. They were as beautiful as him. They took almost all the place in the room.

I didn't know how to react to this. Can I just leave and say; not today man? Probably a bad idea since he is like an angel? Is he even an angel? Lucifer= fallen angel, mom= unknown. So he was certainly at least half angel.

FUCK, I was not going to do that today. I started laughing, a big ass laugh that came right from my belly.

"That's it, I am crazy." My laughing had intensified. "You are the Devil's son. And, I think- I think I took drugs or something"

He was really confused. I saw it. He did not know how to react. He started approched me but I backed away.

"You are not going near me. If this is even real, I don't want you near me." My laugh had turned into tears.

It was his turn to back away. His wings and fangs had disappeared. He raised his hands as a sign of non-danger and started to speak calmly.

"Love, it is real. I am real and I won't hurt you. I will never hurt you. Please, just calm down so I can explain you everything." He started to walk toward me.

"NO. GO AWAY FROM ME" I had to go. I needed to get out of this room, now. I started to run and he did not stopped me this time.

I ran for minutes without knowing where I was going or where I was. I turned to check behind me if someone was chasing after me but there was nobody. So, I started walking slower and when I turned my head again to look forward, I ran into her.

She was so beautiful. She looked so much like Set. Oh fuck, she was his mother. I recognized the dark hair. She had long black curled hair and beautiful blue eyes. I guessed his caramel eyes was from his father. She didn't seemed suprised to see me. In fact, she looks like she was waiting for me.

"Hello beautiful, I am Set's mother." She paused calmly before continuing. "I know you are scared and I know how you feel right now but I need you to cooperate. Give my son a chance to explain himself. After, you can hate him all you want." Her voice was so sweet. I didn't really understand why but I felt the need to do what she told me. It was more than my hating for him. It was more than everything I felt at that moment.

When I looked again at her beautiful face, she was gone, like all of her was just a dream.

I saw Set in the hall. The need to hear his explaination was so strong that I forgot everything and walk toward him.  Someone was with him. No- people were with him. But, I didn't care. I wanted to talk with him.

"Hiii Set!" I said sweetly when I got enough near him that he would hear me.

"What is going on with you?" He asked confused.

I touched his right muscular arm. "Nothing, I just want you to explain me what you wanted to explain me before." I laughed as if I was drunk.

"FUCK" He said putting a hand on my face. He examined me. Opened my eyes. And touched my skin. I didn't know what was going on, but I would have let him do everything to me if he would explain me everything.

"She had been mentally manipulate. Shit." He really started to look scared. "Mor, love, I want you to tell me a cherished memory of yours. Then I will be able stop all of this." I had to do what he wanted.

"I was so young, so so so young. Probably 7 years old or less. I loved my mother so much but was really sick; cancer. The doctors told her she had a month left to live. So, to have the best last moment with her, we went to italy and eated the best ice cream. I just wanna say that I am not exaggerating, it was clearly the best ice cream I ever have."

I winked at him and then continued my story.

"We also made a wish each, there. Mine was that she would live longer. I never knew hers because not long after that she died. But, the hope I got from that wish had maked me happy for at least the time I had left with her."

The memory hurted me so much but I was so happy. I felt like I was living this moment again.

I saw Set mumbled some words I didn't understand. Everything went black after this. I wasn't really there anymore.