Demon ∞ l.h.

∞ Chapter Seventeen ∞

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My attempts to uncover the mystery that was Hell still managed to elude me after a month of staying here, but I wasn't giving up. Not yet, at least.

I had been here approximately a month now, and I could feel the affects of cabin fever setting in. I was undeniably restless and the few feeble attempts I had made at trying to escape were shut down before I could get out of my new, but now familiar bedroom. There was always a guard standing just outside the door, a silent ghost watching and waiting in anticipation for my next attempt.

Luke was no help in my quest to find more out about where I was saying, always finding a way to evade my questions, or simply changing the topic of conversation before he had to answer. Whatever questions Luke had answered those few weeks ago had done little to appease the burning curiosity I felt. A new truckload of questions burned in the back of my mind, all left unaddressed by the King himself.

Ashton was no real help either, with him always refusing to answer the questions I managed to squeeze into the short time I was able to spend with him. Each time I tried to ask something that could mention anything interesting like where I was, what I was here for, what dangers were lurking in the shadows or Luke himself, Ashton shied away from me. He was constantly claiming that leaving in the dark for these things was 'for the best' and that I was just better off not knowing these things.

I had a feeling that if all my questions were answered I would never feel safe again, never be able to sleep soundly at night again.

I was thinking about this once again as I sat on my bed, just contemplating my life and how it seemed like it was all turning to shit. You know, just the usual. Letting out a groan I roll onto my stomach, bored with my depressing thoughts.

You could go and see Luke, my mind suggested. I rolled my eyes at my subconscious. Ever since those few weeks ago when he had 'saved' me from that dark hallway and we had managed to have a somewhat civil conversation, I had found myself wanting to talk with him more and more.

Don't get me wrong, I hated his guts and wanted nothing more to escape, but since that seemed impossible right now with everyone on high alert watching me, I wanted to know more and more about the mysterious figure that kidnapped me a month ago. I still had no idea as to how he got me from that dusty motel room to Hell in such a short time. Time to find out, I thought.

Whispering a small 'fuck it', I tumbled off the top of my bed to the floor and awkwardly stood up. So graceful, right?

After my last escapade out of my room, I learnt that simply because my room was warm and cosy, did not mean the rest of the place was. Grabbing a pair of shoes from my closet that fit way to perfectly for it to be normal, I walk to the door and open it.

Peeking out, I see the guard who was currently on babysitting duty. Opening the door wider I get a better look at who it was. The man I saw standing there made me wish I could slam the door shut and never come out again. But it was too late, he had caught sight of me the moment the door had cracked open, and he was raising a thick eyebrow at me.

"Need anything, my Queen?" Calum asked, the sarcasm shading his tone clearly tangible. The man responsible for the selling of my soul and almost death leant casually against the stone wall, an expression of clear boredom taking hold of his attractive features.

My lips parted to answer him, but a weird squeaking noise was all that would come out of my mouth, like my tongue had magically disappeared from my mouth. Calum's pouty lips quicker into an amused smirk, and his eyes flicked from their dark brown to a deathly black. "Can't answer me, Your Majesty? What's wrong? Demon got your tongue?"

I once again tried to answer him, but all I could do was make the weird noise. Glaring at Calum I cross my arms over my chest, talking my foot impatiently. Calum's grin widens but he rolls his eyes and clicks his fingers.

Just like that I felt a pressure in my head, and suddenly I could talk again. "That was a cruel trick." I pant out, reaching up and massaging my sore jaw. Calum shrugged, amused at my reaction.

"I don't know, it seemed pretty funny to me."

"You're a dick, you know that right?"

"All part of being a demon, love." He winks at me. "No but seriously, what do you want? I have orders to keep you in your room unless told otherwise."

"I want to see Luke."

Pushing himself off of the wall from his leaning position, he moves closer to quirk an eyebrow at my request. "Sorry babe, King's busy." He grins.

"When can I see him then?"

Calum tilts his head curiously and studies me carefully, his usually black eyes a normal shade of brown. Letting out a huff of air he throws his hands up, "I don't know, Eve, he's always pretty fucking busy. The guy barely sleeps these days."

I feel my back straighten up and my focus become much sharper. "Why has he barely been sleeping? Is it something to do with the time I went missing a few weeks ago?"

"Yeah around that time, I think it has something to do with that damn angel-dude – hey! Don't try and trick me into giving you classified information!" Calum exclaims, his eyes flashing black for a microsecond. But suddenly I couldn't focus on Calum anymore; I was having the biggest epiphany of my life

How had I not realised it before? If there was Hell, and Luke really was the king of it, that certainly meant Heaven existed... If Hell existed along with the demons and monsters that I had thought were only legends, it could only mean Heaven existed with all its divinely angels and creatures of the light. That meant Angels.

I really was living in a world I truly knew nothing about.

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heyyyyy everybody ( see what I did there ;) )  sorry for not updating it a long while, I just couldn't come up with the inspiration or effort to write more. BUT I'M CURRENTLY IN SWITZERLAND AND IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS WOOOO

HAPPY HOLIDAYS BITCHEZZZZZ

Morgan xxx