~Alexandria's Point Of View~
I stared at my dad, who was covered in blood and smiling like a mad-man, and tried to figure out what had happened. I knew that him and Dae had been fighting when we left them but surely it wouldn't have been that bad.
"It is done, my Recruit."
Those were the words I never wanted to hear. They confirmed my every fear. If I ever hear those words again, I don't know what I'll do. Those words meant that my dad had fulfilled his wishes and, judging by his journal, his most recent one was to get rid of his brother. He had succeeded. He was now the ruler of Hell, and the only one that could stop the oncoming war. God knows how that will turn out.
***
~Clark's Point Of View~
"What?" Vivian cried from behind me. Lucifer brushed past me and staggered towards her, his smile never slipping. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. She returned it, putting her hands around his neck. I looked at Callum who was near the door. He was pretending to gag, just like a five year old would. I went over to him and pulled him from the room.
"What the fuck is going on?"
"Come with me, I'll explain all I know." He began walking down a corridor to our left, not looking back to see if I was following. I snook a peek in the room we just left only to see Lucifer and Vivian practically having sex. I turned round, trying to rid myself of that image, and went after Callum. He was chuckling to himself.
"So, you saw them...y'know," He nudged me with his elbow and winked. "It's not that bad once you learn to ignore them." He lead me to an alcove at the end of the corridor and sat down on the floor. I sat down next to him and sighed.
"Are you going to tell me now?"
He nodded and turned to me. "Vivian and Lucifer are married. It was official when she died, about two months ago, and they haven't been able to keep their hands off each other since. It's like a goddamn porno sometimes." He smirked and looked at the floor. "It's been rumoured that they had a kid but I don't think that's true. From what I've heard, Vivian's literally been a virgin since coming down here." He rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled. "So, is that all?"
"No...you see...Lucifer is my grandfather...so who does that make Vivian?"
Callum didn't look as shocked as I thought he would be. He shrugged and blew air out of his mouth. "I don't know...your step-grandmother...grandmother maybe?" I shifted where I sat, taking it in. I knew I'd heard her voice before. Vivian-Mae was my grandmother.
***
We sat in the alcove in silence until Callum spoke up.
"This has hit you hard, hasn't it? Seeing your grandma again. Don't worry, you'll get used to it."
I turned to him, tears in my eyes. "How will I get used to it? How will I get used to her being with me again? She's dead." I looked away and took a deep breath. I could 't afford to show my weakness to Callum. "How can you expect me to cope?" My voice came out little more than a whisper.
Callum placed his hand on my shoulder and moved closer to me. "You'll learn. I did. I mean, after my mum died, I didn't think I could cope. All the pressure piled up on me until I snapped. I almost killed myself, Clark." He took a shaky breath and continued. "I just couldn't take it so I did the first thing I could think of. I slit my wrists. I nearly lost all of my blood. I was found and taken to hospital. It was then, on the brink of death, that I realised that nothing would stop the pain I felt. Nothing would numb me enough to forget. So I accepted everything that happened to me with a smile on my face, even if I was dying on the inside." He turned me to face him and I saw that he was almost crying. "Seeing you like this...it's killing me."
I swallowed and blinked back the tears. Never in my entire existence had I thought that someone had had the same torment as me. The same decision to go through. I stared at his face, reading every emotion it held. Pain, sorrow, anger. Regret. I closed my eyes and felt a wave of grief sweep over me. I hadn't had time to think about the things that had happened to me recently. My mother, grandmother and now Alice. It seemed that everywhere I went, I was surrounded by death. I felt the tears reappear and start to stream down my cheeks. Sobs left my body in heaving gasps. My hands were shaking and gripping at my arms. Callum was just sitting there, saying nothing. I just couldn't stop the pain that was clawing at my chest.
After a while, the sobs became whimpers as I came back to my senses. I looked up at Callum to see that he was staring off into the corridor, trying to ignore me. I brought my hands up to my face and wiped my eyes. No-one could see me like this. Not even my grandma.
***
Callum and I returned to Lucifer and Vivian after quite some time. They were just sitting there, talking in hushed voices, as if not wanting anyone to hear. Alexandria was sitting in the corner with Timor sleeping next to her. Callum cleared his throat and they all looked up at us. I could tell that they knew I'd been crying. I didn't care. I walked straight up to Lucifer and smiled bitterly.
"I fucking hate you."
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Death Has Wings
FantasíaAnd no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. - 2 Corinthians 11:14 Clark's life was perfect: loving parents, good home, unbroken family. That was until he killed his little sister, Lilith. After that, his father left, his...