Dark Desires

2. Slacking Off

"Good evening everyone. Tonight we start off with a story that had once invoked a mournful period in our city has now transitioned into something that some now are considering to be a miracle,"

"Yes Judy, a story that revolves around the infamous death of state representative Melanie Mosby who if you remember was found deceased in a Ronald McDonald outfit up by Triveka Park a month ago today. To prior knowledge, it was assumed that Miss Mosby had been murdered until an astounding new report that was released today contests the exact opposite."

"In a police press conference that ended a little less than thirty minutes ago, Commissioner Palpatine confirmed that Miss Mosby was indeed alive and in good health. From we could get from the interview, it was revealed that Melanie Mosby, though left for dead, was still hanging for life when police found her in the woods. Upon realizing that she had been brutally attacked, she was put into hiding and pronounced dead in fear for her safety would be compromised and the attacker would return if he/she found out she was alive,"

"Which is why police are now reporting these new findings since it has come to our knowledge that they have allegedly attained a suspect who they believe is the main perpetrator behind the crime and is currently been taken in for questioning as we speak." The screen cut away from the reporters for a moment to show the face of a young caucasian man who looked to be no older than twenty-five, his dirty blonde hair brushed messily across head as he stared into the camera with the most vague expression I had ever seen.

"Holy crap." Was the first thing that slipped past my lips, my eyes straying from the screen and onto Lucifer who was throwing down a hundred dollar bill onto the table as he rushed over to the counter and asked the employee to make our orders to go. He seemed just as shocked as I had been though he was much better at hiding it than I ever was. His whole demeanor came off as calm and collected but I knew inside he was freaking the hell out.

"Raven," Lucifer called out, balancing two boxes of pizzas in his hand as he gestured for me to follow him out of the eatery and back out onto the street where we walked along in silence as we tried to wrap our heads around what just happened.

"This is bad," I said, looking up at Lucifer who now seemed more irritated then shocked like I had perceived him to being previously.

"Eh, it could be worse."

"Melanie Mosby is walking around alive on two legs and you think it could be worse?" I exclaimed, quickly lowering my voice when a couple of people trekked by us on the street. They hadn't seemed to have caught on to anything to which I had said and breathed a sigh of relief at that.

"Raven," The moment the sound of my name hit my ears, a brisk breeze was already blowing past my face as Lucifer wrapped an arm around my waist and zipped like a burst of lightning through the city until we had reached Luxcian apartment and were residing safely within the confines of our home. The warmth and the familiar smell of cinnamon quelled my nerves for a time I withdrew myself from Lucifer's grip.

"I'm going to go take a shower." I said, his response being a simple nod of his head as he made his way across the hall and into the kitchen where I could hear various clangs of plates rattling away against the smooth surface of the counter.

Deciding to not waste any more time, I briskly made my in the direction of my room, all too ready to wash away the sins of tonight so I could wake up tomorrow not contemplating the rationale of my actions that have remained uniform for over two decades. A nice scolding hot shower that lasted for almost a whole hour, my body finally building enough will to leave when the water began to run cold against my back and cause gooseflesh to appear across my skin.