Dear Diary,
It's been a month, and I have become more distracted by this demon who tried to kill me, The days are all the same I don't feel different, and since the accident, my stomach hurts so much. The scars are still on my back. I'm so lonely, I don't do anything all the time, reading or watching movies.
I close the diary as I'm sitting drinking my coffee at Mystic Grill starting to read my book 'Demonology' until a strange man comes to my table. The strange man with a British accent "Hello, Darling"
I panic because I'm thinking "Oh my god"
He was a charming man who made you feel uncomfortable like taking your breath from your lungs. Wearing a black suit with a coat, I think he is forty years or more. Did I know him, He looks very familiar "Sorry, Kitten, I scared you?"
"Who are you?"
He sits in front of me "Name is Crowley"
"Why are you sitting here, Mr. Crowley?"
Crowley smiles "Please just Crowley. I was here for, actually, what are you doing with this book?" He makes me feel like I made a mistake
"Hmm Reading"
Crowley held the book "A girl reading demonology interesting" This man looked familiar I had seen him before I swear, He talks to Vicki Donovan "Can I have a cup of English tea and an apple" she takes the order and leaves.
"Did we meet before?" I asked him and he gives me a look "You look very familiar to me"
"Maybe yes maybe no" I give him bitch face "I saw you a lot of times when you walked back home from your high school with your gang. Sorry, Scott's pack"
I widen my eyes "So you know Scott"
Crowley ignores me "But the first time I saw you were in a library out of town you were searching"
"I see, what are doing here, Crowley? You aren't from here" He smiles I can see from your accent" I hear voices in my head whisper "that you're from Scotland." Crowley stares at me for a minute he is quiet "That's not your name, you're a liar"
Vicki comes with the tea and he thanked her. I think I will have a panic attack right now control yourself, Lydia. He grabs my hand and pulls me out "Breath Lydia" I try to control myself for minutes until the panic went "Lydia, you are fine now?"
"Yes, I am good"
Crowley touches my arm and I see a lot of things in a lifetime what is that? Appletree, Forest, old mirror, river, vintage house, Crowley kissing girl a ginger girl, they married, having a baby, Farm, family and he has red-eye. oh God, a lifetime. I passed out.
⚜ The Lost Hunter ⚜
I open my eyes and try to stand I can't my head is still dizzy wait a minute I don't wear my clothes "What I am wearing now," I try to stand in front of the mirror. I'm wearing a black nightdress "What happened last night?" I take the robe from the chair and put it on; I try to find my clothes and bag. I sit on the bed trying to remember "God, what happened? Lydia breath"
The door opens, it's Crowley "Good morning Kitten, How do you feel now? Slept well?"
"What happened yesterday?"
"you passed out after touching my hand"
"And who changed my clothes?"
"It was me" My eyes widen "I think I was closing my eyes while changing your clothes"
I look at him don't know what I will say he makes me uncomfortable "What happened yesterday, again?"
"You passed out after touching my hand and I take you to the mansion"
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The Lost Hunter ⚜ Crossover Fanfiction
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