𝐼 𝐻𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒮𝑜 𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽, 𝐼 𝒲𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒯𝑜 𝒦𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝒴𝑜𝓊

Blackout Night (1)

(This is in Lucifers pov for now)

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Sitting at the bar in the hotel late at night was not a fun experience right now, a bottle of half drunk wine sat next to me as I fidgeted with my ring.

Husk had talked to me earlier when the bar was open and asked about Lilith..and how she supposedly tormented me, this conversation really made me think back before she left.
'She never raised a fist to me..but Husk said that there was more to abuse than just hitting'

My head pounded from who knows what, stress, alcohol, pent up emotions or all three. I took another swig straight from the bottle before slumping down on the counter.

Faintly, I could hear static noises gradually getting louder
Or closer..

"My Liege! You seem to be quite in a mess, penny for your thoughts?"

"Fuck off Alastor, I don't need your pity or mockery" my head refused to turn to face this radio demon.

He decided to sit down next to me, he propped his elbow up on the counter to rest his face and look at me in my distressed state.

"No mockery tonight My Lord, my curiosity peaked when I saw you sitting here"

It was very hard to tell if he was sincere or lying a lot of the time.

"And why would I tell you my business? You're probably gonna use it against me to tease or blackmail me" I scoffed

"Oh most likely! But for now I mean no ill intent" he grinned his iconic toothy smile, his expression seemingly pure yet malicious at the same time.

I stayed silent. Getting blackout drunk seemed pretty tempting in the moment, so I reached for the bottle and chugged it.

I would've smashed that empty bottle against his face but something in me decided not to, it could've been the vulnerability I was feeling at the moment or the alcohol kicking in, I couldn't tell shit.

"I don't mean to pry more My Lord but what is the matter? I would just like to know" his radio voice seemed sincere enough, I was probably gonna regret this..

"You really wanna fucking know? Fine. I miss my damn wife, she just up and left me and Charlie with no explanation! Just disappeared"

Alastor sat there and nodded, he seemed to actually be listening intently. I stood up and walked behind the counter to grab myself another bottle.

"Charlie keeps saying she's gonna come back and I'm trying to give her that hope but I can't keep giving it if I lack that hope day by day.."

I could tell tears were threatening to peak out by the stinging in my eyes, but I couldn't cry in front of this sadistic piece of shit.

"And even with Charlie, I'm only just now coming back into her life after being absent for years! I've missed out on so much..she's running her own hotel, following her dreams and has a girlfriend. I just feel so upset with myself that I wasn't present, that I distanced myself from her life all because Lilith reassured me that she would be fine without me.."

As I rambled, I opened the liquor bottle I had grabbed and chugged it, this one had a higher concentration of alcohol and I could tell by the bitter taste that ran down into my throat. I paced back and fourth while this Radio Demon seemed to still listen to me very intently, he nodded along to what I said.

"Dear don't you think you should ease up on this heavy drinking? It's not like drowning yourself in liquor will help you problems, in fact it'll probably make them much more worse. I can't bear to see you indulge in such self destructive behaviours" Alastor clapped his hands together and portrayed a joyous look on his wretched face, completely draining what little sincerity his words carried.

"Firstly fuck you, I don't have to listen to you tell me how I should live my fucking shitty life, you don't know what I feel daily. Second, I know you enjoy to see people suffer, especially me and people you hate so no need to lie to try and save me. And I know you don't mean shit, you only care if it benefitted you and I know Charlie didn't put you up to this shit excuse of comforting because she doesn't know me or my struggles, and I'd like to keep it that way, I don't need her to be concerned with me..she needs to focus on her goals"

I continued to pathetically drown my sorrows into bottles, I started to stumble as I paced behind the bar. Alastor just sat there and watched me degrade further into my depressed state. His presence though was sickeningly comforting, I don't know how to explain it but maybe it was just the fact that someone cared enough to stay and hear me, to see me and feel me at my worse, to really see the real me and the struggles everyone pretends I don't have.

This turmoil has me frustrated, I hated this man so much but..he's the only one here for me in this moment, he's the one staying around and watching over me.

I had ended up working with 3 more bottles of heavy liquor and Alastor himself had decided to get himself a couple glasses of whiskey. I ended up venting almost all my troubles to him, my marriage, my bond with Charlie, overwhelming stress of being the big figure behind everything. His replies sounded really sincere, like he really wanted to help.

'Wait what the actual duck am I saying?' (Fuck autocorrected to duck and I'm not complaining ^^')

I don't know what I'm thinking or why I find him so endearing right now, almost charismatic? Enchanting? Alluring even? It's probably the alcohol in my system, I must really be drunk if I'm thinking this about fucking deer boy.

As I still paced behind the bar I ended up tripping over my own feet and falling into Alastor, who held onto me to keep me up.

"Sire, I do believe you've had enough for one night, I don't think your small figure can handle too much"

'SMALL!? This bitch-'

"I am not small, you guys are just so freakishly tall motherfucker." I huffed as my face was still buried into his stomach, leaning against his taller body.

"Well whatever you think, I think you need to stop with the drinking for tonight and head to bed." He said with a caring but stern tone. Judging by his squinting eyes that were eyeing me up and down, he was debating whether I'd be good enough on my own or not.

And the result of his analyzing ended up with me getting picked up by him bridal style, my face nuzzling into his shoulder, and him carrying me up to my new room in the hotel.

My room doors were adorned with gold detail, white base paint and small yellow ducks painted here and there, it was pretty obvious it was my room.

He carefully placed me down into my double bed and took off my boots and coat for me, how kind of him- no shut up he's not kind-

Alastor also tucked me in, pulling the beds red sheets and white comforter over my curled up body. He sat himself into a red cushion armchair near my bed, pulled a book out of thin air with his power and read it as he waited for me to fall asleep.

His presence was soothing, it was nice to see that someone is willing to stick around to make sure I was okay...

My eyes gradually closed as they felt heavy with exhaustion, and sleep overcame me as I drifted off.

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YIPPEE!! FIRST CHAPTER DONE!

I'm gonna try and uphold a writing schedule for this book, i'll write everyday and post a new chapter every week (i hope) and i think this schedule should be simple enough to work on, i've got this book sorta plotted out for 16 chapters, so i'm not just writing willy nilly and my goal with chapter lengths is at least 1000 words per chapter

ANYGAYS HAVE FUN READING (and drink water :3)

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