The Music Demon

Amelia - Hangover?

Oh my gosh guys!!! I'm just seeing my Wattpad and realizing that I am WAY over the date for release!! I'm SOOOO sorry! To make it up to ya'll, I plan to try and publish the next part later today. SO SORRY!!!!!

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My eyes fluttered open, and I was met with an extreme hangover. Everything ached like crazy. I haven't been this hungover since- since I was still alive. I barely managed to get myself out of bed, stumbling towards the bathroom as I felt something rise in my throat- shit. I'm going to throw up.

I stumbled over to the bathroom and sloppily opened the door as I ran over to the toilet. Throwing up, and god, I hated it. I finally felt like my throat was evident as I snapped my fingers, summoning a napkin and wiping off my mouth. As I flushed the toilet, I did not want to look at that.

I feel absolutely disgusting. I walked over to the mirror and looked at my reflection. I snapped my fingers as my hangover cleared. I sighed; well, that fixes that. I focused back on my reflection; I looked like a mess. But it smiled back at me- Oh, no.

Hello, it's been a while since we last spoke. I missed you. You know, it took a lot out of me to take control of your body. But I don't regret a moment! Wow, it's been forever since I've been able to be free.

"And it should stay that way," I said, narrowing my eyes at my reflection as if it were trying to look hurt. "Please, you have no feelings except your desire to destroy things. Fooling me won't work." Its expression dropped.

You're so mean to think of me that way! You know I was alive once, right? I once walked among the sinners and demons of Petagram City! Until that... unfateful day, I have Lucifer to blame for that...

"Lucifer was right to do so; having you constantly beg for control or fight for it is annoying," I said.

That hurts; you're like a daughter to me—a mean one, like one who's stuck in their teenage rebellion phase, but a daughter indeed. Don't you remember all those fun times we had together back then?

"Fun?! I was not having any fun." I clarified.

Come on! You can't tell me you didn't enjoy all that POWER in the palm of your hand. The destruction and bloodshed?

I looked away; I couldn't deny I didn't enjoy that. "Just shut up," I ordered.

Ah? So you don't disagree with me? I think that's a first. Just let me take-

I turned back to the mirror, making myself visible once more, on the verge of crying. "Take control? What- what about... what about Alastor, huh? What happens to him?!" I asked, nearly yelling, as tears started to stream down my face, "Is he just another Rogue to you?! Hm?!"

Well, I mean. He has been causing a lot of problems lately. Getting too close to discovering our secrets. And the closer you get to him-

"Exactly what I thought. This is EXACTLY, EXACTLY the same conversation before. You desire bloodshed, and there has to be a line somewhere you must stop. Hurting Alastor is something I can't let you do." I said before smashing the mirror.

I wiped off my tears, grabbed a replacement, and put it back onto the wall as I left the room. I sighed, "I need to get myself together," I told myself as I opened the door and left my room.

I walked down the hallway, and I started to think to myself. Why do I care for Alastor so much? We're just...... friends? No, no, I haven't had one of those in a long time. We're acquaintances, yes, that's the word for our relationship.

I walked into a mess of everyone scrambling around for something. I started at the commotion, confused. As Razzle and Dazzle put up a banner reading "Wellcum Daddy." What is happening? I continued to observe until my eyes were met with Alastor.

"What is exactly happening?" I asked, as Alastor slightly jumped in surprise, turning around to meet my eyes.

"You startled me, dear. Are you alright?" He asked.

I was slightly confused as I responded, "Yes... why?" My mind started to wander as I came to an obvious conclusion- I was drunk... what the hell did I do to Alastor???? I don't remember much; I just remember buying a few drinks; my mind is blank...

"Oh," Alastor fidgeted with his coat before continuing, "...Do you... remember anything...?" He asked as a light blush touched his face.

"Um, no..." I confirmed; as he sighed in relief, I eyed him suspiciously before letting it go. I'm sure it's nothing important.

"Well," He turned back around, watching the others, "As to what's happening, I'm not exactly sure yet." He finally answered.

I nodded as I started to stare back at everyone. "You know, I'm quite curious." I finally said.

"About what?" He asked, sounding genuinely interested.

"Us," I said, as I turned to face him, he did the same. "Why do you think we look so alike?" The laughter filled the back of my head, making me slightly confused, until I realized it was the Terror again.

Oh- oh, my. This is too funny. Oh my gosh. Oh jeez. Wow. It's so funny to know what you don't! Oh, my gosh. This- this is too funny.

My confusion and curiosity only grew, "What do you mean? What's so funny, huh?" I asked.

This! This is hilarious! Do both of you not even know?? Oh my gosh, so, so funny.

My anger started to grow, "Know what? Tell me." I ordered, forgetting about Alastor.

And why would I ever tell you? Hm? After everything, after what just happened this morning? What do I get out of telling you? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Unless... there's something you could do for me?

"Do for you?! After everything you've done?!" I asked.

Well, I could always NOT tell you. And you could figure it out on your own. But trust me, you never will.

I stayed silent for a minute. Was he right? What if I never find out on my own? With some thought, I finally agreed, "...Fine. What do you want?"

One favor. Anytime, for anything. Is that too much to ask for?

"Fine, now, tell me," I ordered.

As you wish. So, do you remember the day we met?