Demetrius's Perspective
After this rather pointless group session ends I immediately head towards the bar since Alastor couldn't have been bothered to let me start my first day bartending at the beginning of the week like most people do. It already sucked enough that I was exhausted and barely got any sleep last night because I was worried about Jessie. I was worried that she would have another nightmare or worse, that I would have one of my own nightmares. I let out a groan as I turned the corner and locked the bar door behind me. I notice Angel walking up to bar shortly after and quite honestly I really wasn't in the mood to entertain anyone.
"What the hell can I get ya?" I ask rolling my eyes and setting my phone on the counter. His eyes widened and awkwardly looked side to side, "oh wow,... customer service could use... a bit of work." 'Ugh for Lucifer's sake why won't you take a hint and go away?' I think to myself feeling myself getting agitated.
"Yeah, and your face could use a bit of work but I'm not over here judging." I say attempting to get a rise out of him. Judging by the looks of it, it works and I laugh and smirk. "Look here you little, shit! I don't know what your problem is but you need to lose that fucking attitude of yours before it gets your ass kicked."
I scoff at him before gulping down some alcohol, "pst... I'd love to see them try." Clearly wearing him down, Angel rolls his eyes at me and growls, "ugh... just make me an apple martini." I nod my head and turned around to make him the drink he asked for and set the finished product down in front of him. Clearly not trusting me he leaves the drink on the counter and looks at me nervously, "uhh,.... You weren't by chance a serial killer in life were you?" 'The fuck?
The hell would I be a mass murderer for,... I'm not like Alastor.... Am I?' I think to myself clearly bothered by that question. I try to sweep my feelings under the rug and my a smart ass remark, "bitch please, I had better things to do in my life." This seems to reassure him and he takes a sip from his drink. Judging by his expression he liked it which made me happy but I wasn't about to show him that.
"So what were you like when you were alive?" 'Ugh! And now we're back on jeopardy again.' I think to myself getting annoyed by his excessive talking. "I was like, 'nunya.'"
He looks at me with a confused expression, "nunya?" I smirk at him, "yeah, 'nunya,' as in none of your business." He rolls his eyes at me and I am thoroughly enjoying seeing him get flustered. It was definitely entertaining to me and was at least making the day pass by faster. "Look man, I'm just trying to make conversation with ya here.
Why are you being so closed off?" The truth of that question struck violently at my heart and got me triggered,"look. I don't know you or any of these other fucks here and to be quite frank, I don't want to get to know anyone else here so you might as well hang up the towel while you still can." Looking defeated he sighs rolling his eyes and placing a hand to his face. "Okay fine.
I won't ask anymore questions and I won't converse with you anymore but you should know that pushing people away,... it's just going to hurt you a lot more than it hurts anyone else." He sadly looks down into his drink, "I would know, I used to do that a lot." I drop my wings and flattened my ears down to my head. I actually felt bad until he quickly looked back at me and I instantly stand up straight and fix my whole demeanor. "pst... I don't feel pain. Pain and feelings are weak."
He lets out a heavy sigh of dismay and finishes up his drink before getting up to leave, "well, if that's what you truly think and how you feel then there's nothing I can do to change that. But..." He says pausing for a moment and looks at me, "you should know that no one here thinks feelings and pain are a sign of weakness,... but a source of strength." He then turns and walks away and I let out a heavy sigh and dropped my wings and flattened my ears across my head. I grab at the sides of my face in attempt to hide the tears that are pouring from my eyes like rain.
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Music in My Hart: Huskerdust Children FanFic
FanfictionThis story takes place at the same time as my book, "Forever and For Always". The difference is that this story is being told from the perspectives of my own original characters, Demetrius and Jessie Hart. It digs deeper into their relationship as w...