He loves me - Stolitz Fanfic - Helluva Boss

The Bitch Comes Back.

MAJOR TW FOR PHYSICAL/EMOTIONAL ABUSE.

The next morning, Stolas awoke before Blitzo. Stolas carefully got out of bed and covered Blitzo up. His body ached all over, and his head hurt, Though, he couldn't remember last night for the life of him. "Hangover, I suppose." Stolas thought as he shuffled into his kitchen. He tied his robe and walked over to the coffee machine and started brewing a pot. When it was finished, Stolas grabbed it and made some toast to go with it. He leaned against the counter and sipped his coffee, grabbing his phone off of the charger. He groaned and opened Penstagram. He scrolled for a few minutes, eating his breakfast when he heard small clicking footsteps from his room. A small, tired-looking imp walked into the kitchen and leaned against Stolas, wrapping his tail around Stolas' leg. "Morning, Stolas," Blitzo murmured. His voice sounded groggy. "Good morning, Darling." Stolas sighed heavily. "Would you like some coffee?" "Yeah, sure. You sound hungover as fuck." Blitzo looked up at Stolas and chuckled. "Well, I guess I had a bit to drink last night," Stolas responded, brewing a smaller pot of coffee for Blitzo. Blitzo scoffed. "A bit? Babe, you were literally CHUGGING. CHUGGING." Blitzo laughed. Stolas just stood there and smiled at the thought of Blitzo calling him babe.

Stolas' phone began buzzing, but he ignored it and sat at the table to enjoy breakfast with Blitzo. After about a half hour, Blitzo was preparing to leave. Stolas followed him to the balcony and watched as he descended to the streets of Imp City. "I wonder why he didn't ask for a portal," Stolas thought. He attempted to make one, but could barely without feeling like he was going to puke everywhere. "Ah," He panted. "Never mind." Stolas walked back to his room, got changed, and then checked his phone. There were multiple texts from Octavia.

Octavia<3: DAD!!!!!!

Octavia<3: MUM SAID WE R COMING TO UR HOMO !!!!!!!1 :DD

Octavia<3: home*

Octavia<3: eh same difference BUT !!

Octavia<3; cant wait 2 see u dad >:p

Stolas smiled at the thought of his daughter but frowned at the thought of Stella. He tried to get the thought out of his head, but before he could there was a loud banging on the door downstairs. "STOLAS! OPEN UP, I LIVE HERE TOO!" A muffled, bitchy voice could be heard from the downstairs entrance. "No, you don't, but come on in I suppose." Stolas huffed under his breath, going to the door. He opened it and Octavia's eyes lit up. "Hey, Dad!" Octavia embraced him as he wrapped a single arm around her. "Hello, sweetheart." A smile crept along Stolas' beak as his daughter slipped inside. "Stolas," Stella said, glancing him up and down. "Stella," Stolas said, returning the dirty glances. "Where do I put these?" Stella pulled 5 suitcases from behind her. They were all light pink and pearly. "That's hers, by the way." Octavia had one suitcase that was shiny and black and decorated with stickers from various shows and games. "You never specified you were bringing gifts, you're so kind." Stolas' eye twitched. "Gifts?! Oh, no-Hahaha!" Stella caught her breath and stared at Stolas. "Where's my room?" Her face was plain and serious.

"Room? No, no, you're not staying here. What makes you even think that?" Stolas brought his hand to his forehead, and Stella shoved past him. "Fine. I'll find it myself." "No, Stella, stop. You're being irrational." Stella simply huffed and entered the kitchen, which had wine bottles on the floor. Stella kicked one across the room and sighed. "You were drunk last night? Such a great 'ruler'." She mumbled. Stolas groaned, not wanting to fight with his wife. His head was pounding and he wanted to take a nap. Stella left the kitchen and made her way upstairs to Stolas' room. She basically kicked the door in and took a big whiff of the aroma. "It smells like... like vomit and sweat." "Vomit?" Stolas thought, following Stella. He figured he must've thrown up in his sleep or something and didn't flush the toilet. Stella continued her investigation and ripped the blankets off of the bed. "Is this-? No. Stolas, what did I TELL YOU?!" Stella shrieked. Stolas looked at the problem and it was a sock. A sock that looked like it would fit Blitzo. "What are you talking about?" Stolas said, snapping his head up. He picked the sock up. "It doesn't matter," Stella said. "No, it does. We are NOT married. You need to get it out of your head that we are, and get it out of your head that we are still together. This visit is for our daughter, not for you to come in and invade my life." Stella looked at Stolas with disgust.

"Oh, REALLY? You think just because you said you don't like me, that that means I'm out? That I'm done? ABSOLUTELY NOT! STOLAS, YOU ARE ONE SELFISH BITCH!" Stella yelled, walking towards Stolas. Stolas backed up. "No, no, don't you fucking DARE walk away from me. YOU WILL FUCKING LISTEN TO ME, I'M NOT GOING TO REPEAT MYSELF. I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS, THIS ISN'T FOR US. THIS IS FOR THE ROYALS. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Stella was screaming at this point. Stolas swallowed and rolled his eyes. Stella raised her arm. "Do I make myself clear...?" Stolas nodded. "Yes." Just at that moment, Octavia came running up the stairs. "Mum, Dad, I heard fighting, is everyone-" Stella cut her off. "Yes. We're fine. Go find your old room." Octavia stepped out of the room but stayed just outside of the door. "Stolas, I swear to Lucifer, God, and all of the Overlords, I will fucking ruin you, if you pull another stunt like that again. I am your wife, legally and permanently." Stolas shook his head. "No, you are not. The divorce was final. We are no longer legally binded, and I'm sick of you trying to piggyback off of me. We are done. After tonight, you leave. Octavia is with me for the week following." Stolas took a breath. "Do you understand?" His red eyes glowed brightly as his chest rose and fell with his breath.

Stellas' pupils began shaking violently. "You... You..." She whispered. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" She finally yelled, raising her arm and quickly slapping Stolas as hard as she could. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! YOU'RE RUINING THIS FUCKING FAILURE OF A FAMILY!" STolas put his hand to his cheek and Octavia ran into the room, tears running down her face. "Mum! Stop it!!" She cried, hugging her father. "You're taking his side? Really? After all I've done.... Via...." Stella whispered, touching Octavia's face. "No, stop. Only Dad can call me that." She turned her head into her father's chest. Stella stood up straight, huffing and scoffing. "You know what? Fuck both of you. You are both shitty people. I'm not coming back, Octavia." Stella said, storming out of the room. Octavia angry cried to her father, turning to her "mother" before he left the room. "FUCK YOU TOO, BITCH!" She raised her middle finger to Stella, and Stella slammed the door behind her.

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