Chapter 14 - Rosie knows best

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ART NOT MINE!! All credits to the creator!!


-Lucifer-

Alastor guided me home, making sure I was safe, the gentleman he was. He didn't leave my side until we stood in front of my door. "Sooo...do you wanna come in?", I asked, nearly dying of ebarrassment. Alastor chuckled lightly at my nervousness, answering: "I'm sorry, dear, but I think we shouldn't ruin the evening with something so vulgar. I would rather let this be a memory of a romantic evening." 

I felt a bit of relief spread through my tensed up body, answering: "Okay, I am not in the mood either, I just figured you maybe would want to-", I interrupted myself harshly, "Sorry, it's just that I've never had this before." Alastor blinked in surprise: "You mean you've never been in a realtionship?" I nodded. "Is that a bad thing?", I asked carefully.

Alastor laughed out loud: "Hahaha, no, silly! That's totally fine", his voice went a lot quieter, "You know, it's my first time too...". My eyes widened. It was truly crazy how much we had in common. "Well I most certainly thought that you had experience", I admitted, "You just seem so much more confident than I do!"

Alastor shook his head, chuckling: "No, actually I'm very nervous all the time." I smiled at the sight of an embarrassed Alastor, who usually never seemed unsure about his actions. I went over to him and kissed him on his cheek, whispering: "Good night, Al~". I then opened the door of my apartment, turning around once more, just for the flustered expression on his face, I loved to see him blush. 

"Good night, Louis", he answered quickly, before waving me goodbye, leaving for the stairwell. I closed the door, getting out of the rather uncomfortable clothes and taking a shower. I started to hum and sing happily while standing under the hot water and felt truly happy, something I hadn't experienced in ages. 

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-Alastor-

I couldn't even think of sleeping that night, my heart was racing to much, my body didn't seem to listen to my brain. I was all hot and gigglish. I hated it- and yet I loved it. I knew that I had told Louis I loved him, but I was still very unsure if this feeling were just urges or truly love.

Once I couldn't take it anymore, I got into my car and drove over to Rosies house, ringing the doorbell. I knew that it wa salready 1 a.m. but I could always come to her for help, she promised me that.

When Rosie saw me, her eyes went big and she pulled me inside, instantly closing the curtains of her windows. Still rushing around, she asked: "Did you get caught?" I answered: "No, I'm here for murder-unrelated reasons, calm down Rosie." The woman stopped and relaxed, smiling again: "Oh! Well, then why are you here, dearie?" 

I sat down in one of her comfortable chairs, sighing deeply: "I need your help on...my feelings." As soon as the words had left my mouth, Rosie sat down too, excitedly clapping her hands: "Oh, I'm so excited, this is the first time you ask me about ~feelings!~ Spill the tea already, darling!" 

I sat myself up straight, fidgeting with the fabric of my trousers, before starting to speak: "I met up with Louis again yesterday evening and", I took a deep breath, "He confessed me his love. I did too." Rosie squeaked in excitement, kicking her feet: "Oh.My.Stars! Alastor! That is amazing!~ You? In love? That's great!"

I chuckled in frustration: "Well that's the point, I don't know if I really am. And now I have confessed to him! What if I break his heart if I find out I don't really love him and just want to kill him, feist on him?!" My nails pierced through the fabric of my trousers.

Rosie leaned closer, her voice concerned: "Oh Alastor, I can understand how you feel. You know, I also felt this way over my husband. I left and divorced him because the urges got to strong. I always thought I did it because of my cannibalistic urges, but after a while I found out that I had truly loved him. That's why I left him." I sighed yet again, asking: "So you suggest me to leave him? After I confessed just last night?"

Rosie shook her head softly and gently took my hands in hers: "No, Alastor. I suggest you to do what your heart tells you. You had more than one chance to kill him, but you didn't. Love isn't much different from these urges, you know? That's what I learned", she sighed deeply, "If I had the chance, I would go back to my husband and live like I used too, but I won't be able to explain it", she looked up at me, smiling, "But you have the fortune of me telling you what I know."

I nodded slowly, Rosie asked: "What do you feel, when you think of him?" I felt myself smile slightly, thinking of him. I then answered: "I feel all warm and dizzy, my heart starts to race and my hands get all sweaty. When I'm around him it seems that the world doesn't matter anymore. I forget about what terrible things I did and what terrible things happened to me. He makes me feel understood, because he got hurt in similar ways."

Rosie had listened carefully her smile being all soft and dreamy. "Oh Alastor, you are in love! That's how love feels~". I felt my heart starting to race. "But how do I act when I murdered someone, or what if he finds out about me being the killer? I can't do that to him!", my voice started to shake in fear. 

Rosie gently stroked my hands, whispering: "If he truly loves you, he will understand- at least one day he will." I nodded, but I was still not convinced. I got up slowly: "Thank you for your advice, Rosie." My dear friend walked me to the door, answering: "Oh, no big deal!" 

Before she could close the door, I quickly turned around and demanded in a serious tone: "But not a single word to Mimzy!" Rosie chuckled: "Oh you know me too well! But okay, I promise." I smiled at her thankfully. "Thanks, Rosie." 

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