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Chapter 7: Found him

I didn't feel anything. I excepted to feel his arms or legs push me down to the ground but I didn't. I slowly started to open my eyes, only to see Lucifer haven taken the man by his throat and lifted him up. He was dangling with his feet and had his hands on Lucifer's one hand trying to free himself from it. The other two guys had started running towards him but before they had even gotten to them he had slung the first at them. The surprise made me stumble awkwardly backwards and eventually I was sitting on the ground. The mates tried unsuccessfully to catch the man, but he just ended up on the ground. The two mates both looked quite scared, would they defend their friend's honour or flee? Before they had decided Lucifer took a step forward in a threatening position. The two other men decided quickly that It was best to flee, even if it meant to leave a friend behind. Lucifer stood and watched them run away.

There was an awkward silence between us for a moment. There were a lot of things to say but it was mainly how to start the conversation. Did I mention what just happened or do I get straight to the point about him being an asshole? I even considered taking the handcuffs out of my bag and just handcuffing him now, since he wasn't really looking at me. But the bag was in the trash container and I wouldn't be able to get to them without him noticing me. I hadn't moved from my position on the ground when he started talking.

"You're such an idiot you know?" he said in a harsh voice. He started turning around "Why the fuck... " he paused as if he was looking for the right words "... would you think that I would go to a place where I know you could easily find me?" he still wasn't looking at me. He was looking above me as if I wasn't worthy of his green eyes. "Do I look like an idiot to you?" he all of a sudden kneed down and looked straight at me. His intensive eyes made me look to the ground. "And why do you think it was a good idea to tear up your clothing in a dark ally with so many drunk and dangerous guys around? If you wanted to know if I was in there you should have just asked the bouncer if he had let someone named Lucifer in" his voice was harsh and rough. I all of a sudden became aware of my very exposed chest. One of my hands flew up and tried to bring the two torn sides together. I could feel tears starting to fill my eyes. I felt homesick. I missed heaven, and I missed not having to deal with these types of problems. What could I even say to him there wouldn't make this situation worse?

"Come on," he said taking one of my arms and pulling me upwards, leading me to stand up. My eyes were still sewed to the ground. "Marie," he said still sounding very rough and demanding. "Look at me" he took his hand and roughly put it around my raw forcing me to look at him. "I'm taking you home. You can tell them whatever story you want, to make me sound like the bad guy... you really should have just stayed in your room and told them I had forced you to free me from the handcuffs" he let go of my raw and pushed my face a little sideways. Like a very light slap to the face. He took my suitcase from the dumpster with one hand and took my hand with his other hand.

"How did you find me?" I said quietly. My voice was cracking a little as I spoke. "I knew you might be stupid enough to try to come and find me on your own, so I kept an eye on you" he didn't look at me as he spoke, he just seemed concentrated on something else. I studied his face and his frame. Was there any hint of guilt in his face? Did he even care about me or was he just using me? I didn't expect to feel this hurt by looking at him. I thought I would just feel anger and slap him at the first chance I got, but I just felt sadness and a feeling of rejection maybe even embarrassment for letting him do all those things to me. I wanted to hear him tell me 'that of course, he cared', and that he would do anything to prove that. I needed to hear him reject me. I knew that the tears in my eyes would probably start overflowing, but I needed to hear it. "Why did you leave me?" I said almost inaudible but I knew he could hear me. As I said it I could feel a tear starting to run down my cheek, was I really this pathetic? Let the man, that I was warned about my whole life, crush me? Probably ruin my chances of getting back into heaven?