Dance with the Devil

10-𝕿𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖚𝖒 ✔️

꧁☬ CHAPTER TEN:10-𝕿𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖚𝖒 ☬꧂
This chapter contains abuse and detailed description of blood.

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꧁☬ As he was trying to enjoy his cigarette, all he heard was loud banging from the hallway. He tried to ignore it. Worked for 30 seconds. He groaned loudly and rushed out of his room, grabbing the blonde boy. «Are you fucking crazy?! You know, some people are trying to fucking sleep.» Not him, but a good excuse.☬꧂

꧁☬ He punched him into the face and then let go. «I don't give a fucking shit about your life, but about mine. So don't interrupt it.» Leon crawled backwards away while Zeke rushed in fast steps back into his room, slamming the door closed. The second he locked his room with the key, his left forearm started hurting. The slightly purple scar on his arm was almost jumping out. He hissed in pain. ☬꧂

꧁☬ He knew it was his dad who was calling him. That was why the scar was even there. He looked over to the fireplace. He took a bit of the green powder from the bowl on the small table, next to his bed, and threw it into the fire. It immediately was much bigger than before and was green, instead of an orange-reddish tone. He walked through it, closing his eyes, hiding his breath. When he opened his eyes, he was in a huge mansion. It was dark, and only a few candles were lighted. «Good evening prince Zeke» A small servant demon said, bowing in front of him. He was around 130cm tall, had two little black horns, blonde hair and brown eyes. He wore a black suit and black boots. ☬꧂

꧁☬ «Good evening Sismo..» He mumbled and walked with fast steps through the room. He entered the huge, dark hallway and walked to the dining hall. His father already awaiting him. He gulped and bowed. «Good evening father.» He said.  «Good evening, son.» His father replied. «Have you managed to fulfill your mission in any way yet?» He gulped. «No, father. I-» «What are you able to do but fail...You have one mission in life, and all you can is fail it? A horrible son you are.» He took Zekes hand. «You smell weird.» His eyes widened. «What?» The tall demons eyes widened. «Have you been with...angels? Have you been lying to me?» Zeke could feel the way his knees were Abel's able to stand stable. «There's a girl I met. I think she's and Angel..» Lucifers face darkened. «And you dare not to tell me?» ☬꧂

꧁☬The following readers should be aware, that this scene might not be comfortable to everyone. Please skip to the next chapter or read with caution. ☬꧂

꧁☬ He grabbed Zeke, smashing his head against the table, while breaking one of his ankles. Again and again. He didn't stop until Zeke's head was covered in blood. His vision blurred, the warm blood slowly rolling down the back of his neck, staining his clothes. It was hot and sticky, changing his blurred view red. Lucifer forcefully threw Zeke against a wall, continuing to beat him up. His fists tearing the pale skin of Zeke. Everytime the demon's fist connected with Zeke's body, a weird noise was created, mixed with his organs being pressed together, the crack sound of his bones breaking and his whimpers screams for forgiveness. He whined loudly, dropping onto the floor. The next second he felt his father kicking into his stomach. He got practically catapulted. He grabbed Zeke's collar and punched his face, leaving dark purple-ish marks on his pale skin, which was covered with the dark red blood. ☬꧂

꧁☬ Lucifer then grabbed him again, taking a knife. «Seems like you still don't respect me enough. This shall be a lesson.» He smacked his face and smashed it onto the table, cutting off his air by choking him. The knife in his other hand slowly cut into his face, tearing Zeke's skin over his right eyebrow. The knife went as deep as possible, almost scratching on his skull. Then Lucifers hand wandered down, until he reached his eye. There he stopped. «If you disrespect me again, you'll be left with only one eye, you piece of shit.» Zeke barely managed to nodd, his face filled with wet transparent tears and slightly dried, dark blood. When was it over? The endless pain was causing Zeke to lack in air. He was panting, his lungs filled with blood, making him barely able to breathe. It felt like he had pillows in his lungs. Even worse, no matter how hard the pain was, he wouldn't die. Unless his pulse stopped beating. When did it even start beating? «Love is poison, Zeke. Make sure you never, EVER,  fall in love. Don't even think about it.» Her hand gently caressed his hair. The only thing that made him vulnerable. Evelynn. He hissed, showing a pair of usually white, now red teeth. He clenched his fists.  ☬꧂

꧁☬ «GO!» he shouted, Zeke walking away as fast as he could. He couldn't see anything, because his eyes were filled with blood and tears. His left ankle was swollen and many of his ribs broken. He walked to the nearest fireplace, retreating back to his boarding school. What he didn't know was, that two people were already awaiting him in his room..☬꧂