Our True Ending

What a Bitch of a Witch

I drop Mammon's phone. My body still, in disbelief. Photos and videos of me... and all of them... So what if I kissed them on a cheek or forehead or let them lay on my lap?! Like they don't do that to each other too?! Either way, our privacy was taken away from us and distributed to the entire student body, as it seems the mass email spread. All except my phone. It's completely understandable that they'd be angry, but me? I feel mortified near ignominy. No anger, just a deep sickness that made me want to throw up. All the shared media ranged from just a regular shopping spree to inside the House of Lamentation! I didn't scroll through the email in Mammon's phone long enough to see all of them, but it was enough to find out that these pictures ranged from when I first came to the Devildom to the present. The most private, intimate, and happy moments were just out there now. My hands frozen, I couldn't even cover my mouth, though it wasn't as if I was screaming. My eyes couldn't even shed tears. It was a violation of private moments exposed to the world. I can't even begin to imagine how Lucifer must feel... Every single time we get over a small rough patch, something has to screw it up. Especially now: I may not have had intimate moments as I had with Lucifer with all his brothers and friends, but it was still enough to make anyone feel uncomfortable seeing their partner like that with your own family and friends. After some time, I finally twitch my hand, I look up, and see everyone staring at me while Lucifer has his hand over his mouth looking elsewhere. I can't stand the attention, so I run to the bathroom with a hand over my stomach feeling it churn.

"Y - Y/N...," I faintly hear Diavolo's voice reach out to me as I run past him.

Lucifer's P. O. V.:

"Lord Diavolo, I'm afraid you must please excuse me."

"U - Uh, yes, of course."

"Thank you," I proceed to exit where Y/N left.

My feet are leading me to you, but I'm sorry. I need to stop. I can't chase after you, not right now. Give me some time, Y/N, please. I just... I can't... Seeing you with all of them. Full proof. Inside and out. From start to now. Y/N, how do you expect me to react? Why didn't you come straight into my arms when you saw? I find it impossible to think that after all this, you still like them more than me. You left me. You left the room. You didn't come near me. Could you even look at me? How much more of this can I stand from you?! It's like you want me to go to someone else if you're not constantly occupying my love.

I open the door to my bedroom and lie on my bed. I can't figure it out what you do, Y/N. You're all I can think about now. Using your name as much as it seems fitting. All for the sake of your love. The love that feels like a dream beyond whatever treatment I received in the Celestial Realm. No Heaven can recreate your love, for there can only be one mortal human to love such a demon. I grab at my chest, feeling a stab in my heart every time I recollect seeing one of those pictures of my beautiful Y/N with one of them. I turn towards my nightstand, seeing the mirror Y/N left on it a long time ago. They never brought it back to their room, and my mind was too focused on them whenever they came in, I forgot to remind them. I sit on the side edge of my bed and take the mirror in hand. My mind immediately thinks of using magic to see Y/N wherever they went through the mirror, but I shake my head. I can't. I love you so much it hurts. To the point where I might break this mirror if I see you. I don't want to take anything that ever had anything to do with you away. I might as well see what they're talking about. I use magic to look in on the living room from a mirror that's on the wall, discussing the situation further.

"Unfortunately, we won't be able to fix this before school starts tomorrow," Simeon starts after an extensive period of silence.

"No," Solomon agrees, "That won't be possible. You're right, but at the very least, we need to come up with ideas to who might've done this. Except now we're in a time crunch. At least a couple potential leads before this escalates, so we can check it out tomorrow."