Lilith's Curse

What Makes a Healthy Relationship

Chapter 10

What Makes A Healthy Relationship

( HARSH ARGUMENTS/FOUL LANGUAGE)

Underground

HotLand- 2:33pm

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Hotland. The whole of the underground as Red described it.

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The rising temperature of the red paletted environment waved on your body. Even when wearing a loose white tank top to not attract the heat and loose grey shorts, the heat still kissed your salty skin. Red had offered to take you to his second job to which you immediately agreed to, what better way to know your soulmate even more than to see what they do in their daily lives.

   The further you walk the more sweat drips down your forehead "Red...how much further...?" you groaned, taking long strides and leaning your back like a weak puppet "We're here doll." He grinned, you blinked and followed his sight. There stood a wooden roofed bar with two wooden stools, you glanced at Red for a moment before he made his way to the bar and sat down "Now we wait." He sighed, resting his cheek on the surface of the bar tapping his fingers consecutively, you stared at him as anger slowly boiled inside of you 'He...brought me here...In this hell induced environment...just to show me...THIS?!' you thought. Taking a few shallow deep breaths you made your way to sit next to him.

It was a weird silence, the only audible sound being the soft boiling lava and the futuristic music playing softly over hidden speakers. A soft brush of a hand on your thigh startled you, looking at Red you saw him lazily staring at you "Somethin' wrong doll? You seem...annoyed?" He asked while rubbing comforting circles on your thigh. Shaking your head you rested your head on the surface of the bar as well, using your forearms for support, he continued to look at you with worry before raising his hand from your thigh to your head brushing a curly strand of hair behind your ear "Should be a crime to look so good all the time, you'll cat ch me staring all day." He joked, you give him a forced but genuine chuckle, he notices. Rising from his lazy posture he leaned to his left, seeming to search for something as he digs around in the secret compartment of the bar. Hearing the shuffling you glance at Red "What are you doing dear?" you ask, he continues to dig around the compartment as empty bottles of ketchup fall out "Gimmie a sec–Where is that damn...hmm,Ah! Got it!" he cheered.

Pivoting your head to fully look at Red you looked at the item in his hand. There was a sort of...hotdog? As you remember him calling it, except this one had a...cat face on it? "My world famous catdogs, kitty lickin' good." Red announced, you gave him a wearily look as you glanced at the catdog, he grinned before handing the snack to you "Go on, I need all the feedback I can get." You sniffed the snack before trusting yourself to take a bite. The taste was like a normal hotdog but with a hint of something zesty must be the green condiment added onto it. Chewing the thoroughly cooked meat you couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure, Red just smiled while you ate.

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While you had calmed down your anger seemed to grow once again.

The tapping.

That god damned tapping .