Divined Destruction (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 11

I snapped my head around, seeing Vox standing next to his on again off again boyfriend he'd always bitch about to me, Valentino. "My name's not Violet," I growled at him with disgust.

"Ha ha... what are you doing here exactly... and with him?" Vox walked closer, putting up a charming act. "We're on a date fella that you're so rudely interrupting on," Alastor husked. "A date? With the radio demon?" Vox chuckled lightly, paying no mind to Alastor.

I just stared at him blankly. I hated this man, with every ounce in my body. He would put up that charming act to pull you in before he tore it down and ripped you apart. "Can you leave us alone?" I asked in a rude tone, staring him up and down. He hadn't changed one bit.

He looked a bit shocked. Not once before did I talk back, be rude, have an ounce of attitude. I wasn't the same girl I once was then. I smiled mockingly at him before I looked back to Alastor who was staring holes into Vox.

"Don't act like you didn't see us on those silly little cameras of yours across the city old pal," Alastor grinned. Vox scoffed, not even saying a word to Alastor. "I'm hungry Voxy," Valentino whined. "This isn't over," Vox whispered in my ear, causing me to flinch before he walked off.

I sighed, all the panic in me finally being able to be let out like air from a tire. Alastor placed a hand on mine as he watched Vox disappear to the other side of the restaurant. "Oh he knows dear, he knows," Alastor smirked. "K-knows what?" I asked nervously.

"That your soul isn't up for grabs anymore," Alastor looked over at me. I bit down on my tongue, feeling eyes on the back of my head. "Can we go now," I mumbled, staring down at the table. Alastor placed a bill on the table before he stood up, walking over to me and reaching out his arm for me to grab.

I quickly got up and grabbed onto his arm, not daring to look behind me. The instant we walked out the door I gasped for air, feeling like I couldn't breath. "Fuck," I muttered under my breath as I held back tears and buried my head in my hands, continuing to walk quickly away.

I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder, pulling me closer. As hard as I tried to hate Alastor's warmth, I couldn't. I couldn't fight the feeling of feeling safe. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I leaned into his embrace.

Suddenly a black cloud filled my vision and we were back in Alastor's room. Alastor walked in front of me as I hid my face. I didn't want him to see me like this, I didn't want anyone to see me like this. I felt weak. I felt vulnerable.

"You're alright my dear," Alastor hummed quietly. "I hate him," my voice cracked as I broke down. Alastor wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a soft embrace. "He won't be able to do anything to you now," Alastor said quietly as he held me.

I cried into his chest, just letting it all out. I hadn't cried like this in so long. It's like everything I held inside came out at that moment. In the most embarrassing yet comforting moment in my life.

"Shh," Alastor rubbed my back slightly. I didn't understand why he was being so nice to me. It didn't make any sense to me at all. It seems everyone was right, he could be nice. Maybe even a sweetheart. At least right now. But how long would that act last for?

I pulled away from the hug, wiping my tears away with my arm. "Can we pretend like that didn't just happen?" I mumbled. I could feel how puffy my eyes were right now, I couldn't even imagine how my face looked.

"How could I forget that," Alastor chuckled. I rolled my eyes as I turned around and headed for the door. I grabbed the door knob before looking over my shoulder at Alastor, "Umm... Thanks for dinner... and helping me." He smiled warmly as he nodded softly. I looked away, staring blankly at the door before I opened it and walked out quickly.