(Lucifers pov)
*papa..why do I have to sit in the corner when the tv man comes in..*
*It's complicated love, but I need you to listen, okay?*
He nods, looking up at me.
*how well can you act?*
He shrugs.
*lay down and pretend to be dead.*
He looks confused but climbs out of my lap, laying on the floor.
His eyes closed as he lays still.
I don't want to put him through this..but I don't have much a choice.
I tap his shoulder, *okay, I need you to pretend you're sick, like really sick, come here.*
He climbs back into my lap, and I hold him like a newborn as he looks as if he's in distress.
"Satan."
Vox walks in.
"The fuck is wrong with it?" He asks.
"He's sick."
"Hm. Well here." He puts down 2 bowls of oatmeal.
"You're not going to do anything??"
"Why the fuck would I? I want you both dead if he's going to do so like it's less clean up I have to do."
I force tears to brim up abd he rolls his eyes, leaving.
*okay..listen, when he comes back you're going to pretend to be dead. And when he takes you out of here you're gonna get help. Do not worry about me.*
*but-*
*no. I want you safe. Find your father, get somewhere safe.*
He nods,...
Sebastian lays on the floor, me standing over his body, forcing myself to cry.
It's not a hard thing, crying is all I've wanted to do for weeks. All the tormenting, the pain and stress.
But it's going to change.
The door opens and vox walks in.
I get up charging toward him.
"You motherfucker! He didn't need to be brought into this!" I yell, crying through the words.
"Back the fuck up."
"He's a kid!"
He slaps me.
That stung.
Just let this work.
Vox walks up to him.
"Don't touch him!"
I run up to vox as he pushes me.
"He's fucking dead. Get over it."
He picks him up, walking out of the door.
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The sinners secret. {radioapple}
Fanfiction⚠️artwork is not mine⚠️ Hes the king of hell, Heavens monster, My worst enemy..but my newest addiction. Fuck why can't I stop myself. I hate him. But he's all I want in my afterlife. {creator here! I hope you enjoy my first piece!}