3: Stayed Gone

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"You heard me," Valentino chuckles watching the two have different reactions.


 Vox looked resentful, electricity climbing over his body as his hands balled into fist. He had never told Y/N why Alastor had left, at least never the real reason, and now that he was back that could jeopardize the relationship he had with her. The seven years of picking her up while broken and sculpting her to the cold-hearted bitch she was would be thrown out the window by some old-school radio host, he knew the hold the demon had on her, it was the same hold he had on him. His eyes shifted over to where she had picked herself up off the floor, the look in her eyes unreadable and that terrified him. Vox was always good at reading Y/N's emotions, when she showed them. Looking at her now she looked empty, her eyes focused on the window overlooking Hell, locked onto the Hotel that was in the distance. He hadn't seen her look like that since the night Alastor left, the night she decided to climb into his bed and make both of the swear to never mention him again in front of each other. 


 Y/N stared into the distance her eyes glossed over with an unreadable look. Every emotion she had locked away for years had started seeping out, everything she worked so hard to stuff away was now leaking into her head. She hated the fact that he had decided to show his face in her domain, but what she hated more was that she was learning this from someone else and not the man himself. Had what Vox done truly been so horrendous he couldn't even have the nerve to face her? Y/N, the one who had nothing to do with chasing him away in the first place. Her mind wouldn't stop running, full of questions but more importantly filling up with plans. Y/N's fantasy's over the years of the revenge she could have flooded her head, planting a violent look onto her face. 


 Snapping her head up to Valentino she began to stalk towards him, "Alastor came back, and he is with Lucifer's daughter and that wasn't the FIRST FUCKING THING YOU TOLD ME!" Y/N screamed into his face grabbing his fur collar and lifting him up as her legs grew taller. Her sugar skull face glowing with the incantations etched into her skin. Y/N's sewed smile starting to break from the sides of her lips showing a monstrous layer of teeth that was hidden beneath the skin. She let go of her hold on him before cracking even more, dropping him to the ground and shifting back to her normal height, her skin sewing itself back together like it never broke. Y/N dusted off the wrinkles she made in his coat and then her hands, walking closer to Vox she stared at him waiting for him to say something. 

 He had no words for her, just staring at the women waiting for her to crack, waiting for her to start screaming at him about how it was all his fault like she had done many times to Vox before.


"Hey killing Alastor is you're two's kink," Valentino tells them with a wide smile on his face as he walked towards the screens by the desk and turns them on. Vox zaps in front of the screen while Y/N takes long strides pushing him out of the way so she could get the better view. From the view of a drone showed the spectacle Alastor was putting on in front of the hotel. Using his shadow tentacles he had what looked like a blimp wrapped up punching it. Standing next to him was Angel, some woman with a spear, and the spawn of Lucifer herself, Charlie Morningstar. A snake looking man seems to fall from the blimp and land right in front of Alastor. 


"You design all this fancy technology just for me not to be able to hear what the fuck they are saying Vox," Y/N sneered at him pushing him again as he was trying to shove his way by her to get a front row seat. 

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