Underwear ( Lucifer Morningstar• Oc)

Chapter Twelve~Drinking

Chapter Twelve
Drinking

A/n:
This is kinda a chapter just letting Luci and Amelia bond and showing what she's kinda experiencing...I struggled writing this for some reason so it's probably not the best.

IT'S been a week since Amelia had been released from the hospital, all is well besides the reoccurring nightmares that unfold when she tries to get some form of sleep.

So now at 2:23 am Amelia found herself exhausted and at LUX contemplating a drink or two. Her physical self wanted the drink by her inner self told her it was a bad idea.

"Could you pour me a glass of tequila." Amelia ordered caving a little.

The bartender sets the glass on the bar in front of the brunette who swirls it around staring down at it deciding weather or not to drink it.

"Oh fuck it." Amelia mutters taking one swift drink of the alcohol. That familiar burn as the alcohol fell down her throat made her want more. "Just start a tab please." She told the bartender who nodded making her another drink.

"My my," a familiar British accent spoke after Amelia had a few drinks. "Look at who it is."

Amelia jumps to her feet immediately recognizing the voice "Hey Luci!" Amelia slurs.

Lucifer's face contorts into one of confusion. "Have you been drinking?"

"Psh, noooo." Amelia lies not so smoothly. "I just had a few drinks of tequila."

Lucifer makes eye contact with the giggling girl. "Why have you been drinking?"

Amelia's face drops into one of pain and tiredness. "Because alcohol is key to numbing my pain."

"Amelia..." Lucifer mutters his face softening. "This isn't the way to do it."

"Oh well." Amelia shrugs turning back to the bartender and gesturing for another drink.

"Nuh uh." Lucifer takes the drink from the girl who frowns at the action. "You miss don't need any more."

Amelia puffs out her bottom, pouting like a child. "You're no fun."

"And you're doing something you shouldn't be." In one quick movement Lucifer sweeps her up bridal style.

"Lucifer what are you doing?" Amelia questioned trying her hardest to get out of his grasp but failing as he was to strong.

Lucifer was now walking towards the elevator that lead up to his penthouse, Amelia in his arms. "You are drunk, so you're going to stay here tonight, and then I'm taking you to see the doctor."

"What?" Amelia was now confused, she didn't need to go back to the doctors for another couple weeks. "I don't have an appointment for another week or two."

"Not that doctor." Lucifer responds. "Doctor Martin."

There was no response to the doctor Amelia was truly going to see it the morning, only the soft snores of her asleep in his arms.

Lucifer's face softens and a small smile forms on his face. "Sweet dreams, my love." He mutters placing her in his bed and placing a small kiss on her forehead.

Sweet dreams are not what followed Amelia. Memories did. Horrible memories of what happened almost two weeks ago. Memories of being punched, cut, spit on, terrorized, all of it came rushing into her dreams.

Amelia jolted awake, drenched in sweat and in someone else's bed. "What the hell?" She mutters, rubbing her hands over the black silk sheets.

"Rise and shine dear!" Lucifer announces his presence. The sudden presence made Amelia jump and fall of the bed causing a roar of laughter to erupt from Lucifer and a death glare aimed at him.

"You're an ass." She huffs getting to her feet. "Why am I in your penthouse?"

"How much of last night do you remember?" Lucifer questions leaning against a wall a smirk on his face.

Amelia shuts her eyes trying to remember-seconds later a gasp comes from her mouth and disappointment fills her. "Oh no...please tell me-"

"I'm sorry love," Lucifer mutters sympathetically, watching the disappointment fill her was hard to watch, she just wanted an escape from the pain that's going on inside her head.

"Well I've already fucked up might as well continue." Amelia walks off to the bar inside the penthouse and grabs a bottle of whiskey. "Why try if I'm just going to fail?"

"Amelia,what are you doing?" Lucifer asks a wide eye expression on his face.

"Just giving into my cravings, I'll control it this time."

Lucifer shakes his head and takes the bottle from her. "I'm not going to let you go down that path now get dressed I'm taking you to see the Doctor."

"Lucifer I don't have anything to change into." Amelia told him slightly pissed.

Lucifer grinned from ear to ear. "Go look in the restroom."

Amelia leans her head back giving him a unimpressed look. "You didn't."

Lucifer doesn't answer just smiles pleased with himself.

"If you bought me some expensive ass outfit or something I'm not wearing it!" Amelia yells walking towards the bathroom. "I'm going to return it and give you your money back!"

"No you're not!" Lucifer shouts back with a smirk still on his face, he knew what she'd do and he made sure that she couldn't make returns on the items he bought her. "You can return it."

Amelia huffs walking into the bathroom, she wouldn't admit it but she truly did like some actually giving her something as a gift, but at the same time Lucifer probably bought her something expensive which would make her feel bad, him spending loads of money on her.

Lucifer had indeed bought her an expensive outfit. It included a black suit jacket and suit pants with a white t-shirt and black boots.

Amelia pulled out each piece of clothing a small smile on her face. "Lucifer I can't possibly wear this, it feels to expensive."

"That's because it was," Lucifer responds from his bar. "But not for me. Now if you don't get in the shower and dressed we'll be late, so hop to it."

"Lucifer I can't wear it."

"Why not?" Lucifer counters his eyebrows raised.

"Because I feel bad when people spend so much on me." She admits. "So no I can't take it."

"Well," Lucifer starts "you can either take a shower here and wear those clothes or you can go home and explain to Miss Lopez why you smell like a bar."

Amelia face falls, she knew he was right. "Damn it." She huffs walking back to the bathroom.

A few minutes later Amelia walks out dressed in her new attire a small smile on her face, the suit was comfortable and made her feel rather confident.

Lucifer watched as the brunette stepped down from his bedroom, his mouth was agape while his eyes scanned every part of her. "You look divine." He managed to voice.

"Thank you Luci." Amelia's smile widens and her cheeks flush. "The last time I dressed this fancy was Ian's wedding." A sad laugh escape her mouth as she remembers the event. "That was six years ago...wow."

Lucifer takes a few steps towards the woman watching her emotions. "He'd be proud of you." He mutters causing her to look up with water forming in her eyes.

Amelia wraps her arms around Lucifer's waist needing this hug while silent tears streamed down her face.

Lucifer's body tensed at the contact, his arms raised awkwardly not knowing what to do with the interaction. "I-Uh."

"Would you just hug me?" Amelia huffs.

Relaxing lucifer wraps his arms around her, and placing a hand on her head. He normally wasn't a hugger, but this woman was changing him for the better.

"Thank you Lucifer." She sniffles, looking up at him. "For everything, for saving me, for watching over me last night, just thank you."

Lucifer caresses her cheek wiping away the tears and smiles down at her.

"You're welcome love."