The sinners secret. {radioapple}

🍎chapter 20🍎

                                (Lucifers pov)
I lay barely conscious, my wrists shackled with angelic chains. They're sore. I'm tired. And I'm hungry. I miss Al. I miss charlie. And I miss my bed.
        I try to stand. But the chains drain me so much. I wanna go home..
"You've tried that a million times today. Satan. Sit the fuck down it's becoming irritating." Vox mutters.
I drop. Not because he told me to. Because I'm exhausted.
"Fuck you." I mumble, sitting back down.
...
He turns in his chair, facing me. Our eyes meet.
"Let's remember who's in control here." He says.
I frown.
"I wont hesitate to take some of that blood."
I look down.
He's right.
I'm not in charge, my power is taken.
"Why are you doing this. You know if I get out-"
"You won't."
"If I do? Then what? Who'll be in charge then? Let me walk away and I won't kill you."
He gets up and walks up to me bending down and grabbing my throat.
"You'll be dead before he finds you with that mouth..And you'll never get to see him again."
I hold his hand, struggling to breathe.
"He won't let that happen."
"Do you wanna bet? Satan."
He tightens his grips and I squeak out a "no"

                                        ...

It's been two weeks. I've counted. I miss Al..I miss him so much..
Tears brim in my eyes, rolling down my face. Stinging the cuts vox has left on me. Two on the right cheek. One on the left. And one vertical like across my lips.
He said "I was lucky he didn't cut them off for touching Als"
Al.
Is he looking for me?
Will I ever see charlie again?
The hotel?
I hope so.
Vox walks into the room, setting a bowl of oatmeal in front of me.
"Eat."
I slowly grab the bowl. It's hard to eat with my hands chained together. It sucks.
"Good boy." He grins. He likes this power. Al also likes this power. But I like when Al has his power over me. I don't like the way vox treats me.
I want to go home.
"If you can continue to be good I'll treat you~"
He grabs my chin forcing me to look up.
I numbly look back at him.
"What a shame. I thought angels heal fast?"
"The chains." I mumble.
He grins, letting go of my chin.
Whats worse is these aren't going to go away when I'm free either. If I'm ever going to be free.
I miss Al...

                                  ...

He puts me on the bed. Clasping my chains to the headboard.
He grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.
"You're being such a good boy today."
Disgusting.
He pulls me closer.
I try to resist but I'm to weak.
And the disgusting lips meet mine.

                                   ...

Are these nights cheating if I don't consent? I wonder. I want to wash every inch of my body. Inside and out. I feel gross.
Will he forgive me..? Or has he already given me up..? Am I going to spend my last days loving a man who doesn't even care?
No...
What charlie said.
I make him happy.
He loves me.
I can't give up on him. I have to keep going. No matter how hard it gets..