I was Sucked into my Game, Literally

Chapter Four: Liam Saved Me, But Was It Really Necessary?

I woke up to the smell of oranges and screamo music, I found it quite refreshing. I felt quite breeze of air, like someone was breathing on my face. I opened my eyes to see the man who had caressed me like every girls dream being proudly gay, or bisexual, either way; it’s not what I wanted.  Ok, maybe I liked it a little. Okay, I loved it. But I wasn’t about to become a gay guy who has been over thrown by some Prince-like male figure named Satan.

My right eye twitched after both eyes were open and he was staring back into them. I lifted my right hand and slapped him hard across the face. The loud clapping sound echoed in the dark candlelit room. His eyes were left wide and full of surprise and a large red hand print on his face, where my hand clashed with the skin on his cheek momentarily. His face turned full of rage and Lucifer raised his hand and punched my jaw line hard. But it didn’t hurt as much as I had thought it would. I laughed and pushed him off of me.

“Luke,” I sighed after chortling, “If you want me so bad, come and catch me.” My smile became a glare, and then I turned for the door and ran. 

“Liam, if you are on, please track me and save me, the devil’s after me.” I private  whispered to Liam.

“Zed, you’ll pass out again!” Lucifer called to me.

“EFF YOU!!!” I screamed back at him, I would of used the other word, but that’s the only cuss word you’re not allowed to say.

“Zed, that was unnecessary…” I heard him say.

“Liam, I am almost to the bridge, at hide out B15.” I private whispered Liam in a hurry.

“Leave me alone!” I yelled at Lucifer, “This is not how you find someone to love!”

“Well…” He said, “IT IS NOW!” he screamed after.

“Dammit!” I yelled to myself.

I looked forward and I saw a familiar face, Liam. I ran towards him, but I heard Lucifer screaming after me.

“Leave me alone Lucifer!” I yelled tackling Liam, and then hiding behind him.

“Who’s that?” Lucifer asked as he approached the bridge.

“I’m Liam.” Liam said with a steady poker face.

“Is he yours then?” Lucifer asked unhappily.

“No,” Liam replied frankly, “but he never promised to be yours either!”

“I don’t need his, or your, permission.” Lucifer walked a step onto the bridge, the wooden panels creaked beneath his muscular body.

I felt a twitch again, as Lucifer removed his armor and left skintight pants and a loose shirt on. His muscles are quite wonderful.

“ZED!” Liam whispered to me, “If you’re going to run away, then at least try to control your hanging body part!”

“What?” I asked.

“Don’t get like a rock in the middle of a fight for you to be free from him.” He private whispered this message to me.

“OHMIGAWD!” I screamed aloud, “I HAVE A BONER FROM THIS GUY?” I screamed a Liam shaking him.

I heard Lucifer laugh. I glared at him, and then I looked at his body. Liam slapped me after I had finished melting from looking at Lucifer’s body.

“Get a hold of yourself man!” Liam slapped me again, this time I slapped him back.

“You whore.” I whispered pouting.

“Good boy!” Liam said like he was talking to a puppy.

“I’m not a dog.” I glared at him pouting.

“I would love to continue this scene, but I would like to get the fighting done and over with so I can take the prize home with me.” Lucifer said gripping Liam’s neck with his right.

“LIAM!” I screamed, “Let him go!”

Liam bit Lucifer’s hand and was dropped landing on his feet. He gripped his sword and stood in a fighting stance. Lucifer kissed his hand and then grabbed his sword. Then the two went at it like a couple of monkeys after the last banana. Liam attacked like it was the last of his hourly moments living. Lucifer just fought because he wanted my body for his pleasures.

I wouldn’t have minded it, if he hadn’t come on to me like that, the whole “If you want me to be,” charade. I laughed to myself. If I were to date him, then I would be dating Satan, right? I broke out in a loud laughter about the thought of me dating the devil, the devil who ruled the underworld. I was beginning to laugh so hard that there were actual tears coming out of my eyes. What if I were to escape to him only for hot sweaty gay gaming sex? I would be having sex with Satan. I laughed even harder at this thought, ‘I will escape to Satan’.

“What the hell is wrong with him?” Liam asked walking over to me after they had stopped to sit and stare at me laugh at nothing than thin air to them.

“I’m sorry, I was just thinking about something, and it made me laugh really, really hard.” I said wiping the tears from my eyes and getting off the ground.

“At what?” Lucifer asked curiously.

“What did curiosity do to the cat Luke?” I asked.

“I dunno…” he replied stupidly.

“It killed it,” Liam answered my question.

“Exactly.” I said.

I stood up and walked off as the two look astonished from my bipolar answers.