His one and only Possession

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Suddenly you bump into someone. "Sorry." You quickly say not looking at whoever got in your way.

But the "stranger" tugged on your wrist making your attention go to them. You go pale.

He's here.

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Lucifer, your best friend, your first crush, and your first love. He changed...a lot. His soft features now being pronounced and sharp. His beautiful curly hair remained that same. The average sized, lanky teen you used to know was now taller— way taller, had a strong build, he looked fit— really fit. His pale complexion was now tan and almost glowed.

He was littered in tattoos, from his neck down. It suited him, though. Just like the rest of the people you saw ,he rocked the all black attire. His tattoo isn't seen by the human eye, but you knew where it was. It was in his back. It was huge, it almost covered his whole back.

"What did I say about lying Angel?" You quickly snapped out of trance. You saw a little grin creep up on his face. I need to leave.

As you were making your way out , you were stopped. "Come home angel." He softly said. "Come home to your rightful place." He whispered in your ear, sending chills to run down your spine.

No...no that's where your wrong.

"Really? Home? Yeah it was home alright, until you fucked that up Lucifer." You spoke glaring at him, hatred fueling your body.

"I did it to protect you Angel, why can't you understand." He said sounding desperate yet angry. Why the fuck is he angry. I'm the one that's supposed to be angry here, not him.

"I didn't need YOUR protection....i just needed you." you said shaking, you were shaking because of how angry and sad you had quickly become. Remember what he did that night.You wanted to cry so bad right now, but you weren't going to. Not right here, with him watching.

He doesn't say anything, just stares at you with no emotion in his face. "What? You have nothing to say?" You say, chuckling. "You're pathetic." You make your way out of the school, where he was.

"Oh no, no. I'm making you come home to me, and that's a fucking promise Angelina." He stated coldly before you closed the door of the lunchroom.

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You drove around the small town aimlessly for what seemed like hours.

You heard your stomach growl. "Yeah give us a whole concert babe." You laughed a pulled out of the parking spot.

You pulled up to McDonald's and ordered what you always ordered. You parked in the nearest parking spot and started eating.
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Taking your keys out of your book-bag you open your door, your eyes squinting from the lack of light the house provided. It was a bit late since you ran some errands after eating, so the house was pitch black.

Placing your book-bag down on the floor next to you, you switch the living room lights on.

Feeling your heart drop down your ass when you see Lucifer. "Holy fuck bro!" You yell, almost shitting yourself.

All you do is see him chuckling. "You're finally back." He said, standing up from the couch, he was sitting on for god knows how long.

"Yes. Now what the fuck are you doing here?" You say sternly. Pissed off that he came to your house unannounced, and knowing perfectly clear that you didn't want to see him.

"I came here to bring you back. I thought I made that pretty clear a couple hours ago." He said, changing his whole demeanor, he now looked serious.

"No, you're not. I'm staying here. And you cant do anything about that." You said, standing your ground. "You know how hard it was to leave? No, not just that but to be alone, for two years Lucifer, two fucking years, because what? You couldn't stop and think about how I felt about the things you did? You were so, so fucking selfish." I said, finally letting all my vent up emotions out.

"And when I stopped to ask you to stop doing all this, the fucked up shut you do, you didn't. I really did try and support what you did but when you did that...i stopped.I gave you a choice. A fucking choice Lucifer. You clearly made your choice that night so stick by it and leave me the fuck alone." I said staring at him with my eyes watery.

Fuck. You hated how you let your emotions take control of you.

Looking up at his face you couldn't read him, he showed no emotions on his face. You didn't know how he felt about your sudden outburst.

"Angelina I was doing this to protect you." He said in a monotone voice. "From what? huh! Tell me?" You screamed, you were tired of hearing the same shit over and over and not getting answers.

He didn't say anything. You scoffed, "seriously? You have the chance to tell me why you killed a bunch of innocent people and you won't speck?"

"Angel...I had my reasons to do it. I'll tell you but right now you're not in the right mind to hear it" he said. "Come sit and relax and I'll tell you everything." He said softly, sitting back in the black leather couch.

You hesitated, because you knew that whatever would come out of his mouth you were going to forgive him for and go back with him.

Maybe you were okay with going back...

Or maybe you weren't.

Time will tell.