My Doctor, Lucifer

The Intruder

Beyoncé POV

"What are you doing here?" Asks my dad. Upon arriving home, a surprise awaits us outside our doorstep. I can't believe my eyes. It's Shawn. I get out of the car and walk past my dad, stopping to look him in the eyes, Shawn's eyes. He smiled at me, which made my tummy feel all kinds of ways. After fleeing his hospital I never thought I would see him again. He did call me day after day, multiple times but I ended up blocking him. He was way too smart and I didn't want him to know my secret. The moment I laid eyes on him, I sensed that he was my man, that we are made for each other.

"Sir, we came here to tell you that I am close to finding a cure for your daughter's disease."

"Oh, Lord! That is astounding news. But why are you here in Houston?" Asks my dad confused. I am trying so hard not to laugh because I smell the bullshit on Shawn. Looking at the man of my dreams, I scan him and as of today, he is still yummy as fuck. He has on a plain black t-shirt, brown cargo pants, and Timberland boots. This whole outfit made him look like a thug and I wanted him to ask me out on a date then and there because I've never been on a date with one.

"I have to move from state to state while I research since there are a few cases and I want to study them up close. It is my duty sir. Your address." Says Shawn as he signals to my dad and looks at me shortly after, making me bite my lower lip on purpose just to watch him get all flustered. He swallows and continues. "Is on the papers that you filled when you decided to visit my hospital-"

He keeps on babbling but I don't pay attention to his words because only one thing is on my mind: him filling me up. I liked men that knew when to be chivalrous and when to treat you like a slut, the last part is for the bed of course. My parents don't know this but I lost my V-card a while back with a male nurse, Elijah. Although he was super careful and took his time in satisfying me, it wasn't a top-notch experience. Looking at Shawn I realize that we would both be so hot that we'd lit up on fire the mattress. I wish he could ask me out on a date since he is here but my parents can't leave me alone for a second due to my condition so I will have to settle for what I have. From the corner of my eye, I see my father moving toward me and he gently shakes my shoulder. He says my name a few times, gentle pronunciations of my name while I stare into Shawn's eyes and I think of the numerous ways he could be in my guts.

"What?" I ask dad after pretending not to hear him.

"Mr. Carter said that he will visit us in the next following days to tell us more about the medicine he is pulling together to cure you, honey. Are you ok with that?" He asks concerned because the reason behind my leave was Shawn and his "fake promises" towards my span of life. That is what my dad knows but honestly? I hated the fact that Shawn saw me just like a patient. I know my worth and how I deserve better than that.

"Sure dad, finally some good news." I tell dad with a big smile on my face. Holding a grudge against Shawn wasn't easy because he looks so sexy right now, the only thing I want to hold is his cock. But I brush that thought off and I walk inside my house.

*later that night, around 3 AM, demon time*

I can't help but wonder why he came all the way from New York just to tell me that he has some good news. I'm a little skeptical of this cure because my disease is incurable. So how did this man find medicine for it? Haven't I looked through enough web pages? The situation seemed weird to me. After raising all of the money for surgeries and the gofundme donations, fleeing home sounded like a good idea. I am tired of shaving my head every time just to show the world how sick I am. A plane ticket to Cuba could solve all of my problems. Well, not all of my problems since I have Munchausen syndrome and I can't control my impulses of being sick around doctors even if it's fake. My memory problems, poor coordination, and even my lack of attention are an effect of me being the clumsiest person on earth and the total opposite of a Virgo. While everyone is busy being perfect I could not give two fucks about whatever happens around me. I just don't care.