I woke up to my alarm beeping crazily. I opened my phone to swipe it off, when my camera was opened. I hadn't taken any pictures recently, so this was odd. I looked at my photos, and there were multiple pictures of me, and they were all of me sleeping. I automatically got creeped out- I don't have a roomate. I don't have a boyfriend.
I got out of bed quietly, grabbing my golf club for self defence. "Hello?? Is anyone here?" I got no answer, but I still help the club tightly. I walked into every room, ready to call the police if anyone was in my appartment. I lowered my choice weapon as I was finished checking the rooms.
I checked my front door, and everything was still locked up. This makes no sense. I walked into my bedroom again and I began to get ready for the day. I put on a pair of nice skinny jeans, a beige short sleeved sheer shirt, and a black blazer on. I straightened my hair quickly and did my makeup. I grabbed my bag and ran out the door, wanting to get out of my appartment.
I got into my white Range Rover and drove to my normal coffee place. I ordered a French Vanilla Mocha and a chocolate chip muffin. I looked at the time and saw that it was 8:30, I have to be at work in 15 minutes! I quickly got in my car and sped off in the direction of the publishing company I work for.
I work at Penguin Books, the place where John Green publishes his work. I am one of the highest manuscript readers in the company and get to make the ultimate decision about the manuscripts that we get. I love my job because I get to read all day!
I arrived to work with 2 minutes to spare, I quickly hurried to the elevator so that I could get to my office. My office is huge, it's on the 3rd floor and has massive windows that overlook the city. I have two couches and comfy chairs in my office so that I can read comfortably.
My day went by fast because I was automatically sucked into a story about two teens falling in love but something tragic happened. I stamped the manilla folder and set it in the "GO TO EDITING" pile that was on my desk.
I went home around 5:30, checking out at the front desk. I got into my well earned car and hurried home so that I can start dinner for myself. As I was driving I got an incoming call from my older brother.
"Hey Travis!"
"Hey Melany! How have you been?"
"I'm doing pretty good!" I said, leaving out what happened this morning.
"I'm good too!"
"That's good Trav! I'm about to be home, can I talk to you later?"
"That's fine Mel. Love you!"
"Love you!"
I ended the call, and pulled into an open parking spot. I locked my car and hurried inside. I swung the door open and saw a figure in my living room.
"OH MY GOD!!!" I screamed, trying to run out my appartment. The door shut and locked- all by itself. "Please don't hurt me!" I screamed, tears falling.
"I'm not going to hurt you," the figure said.
"Then, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to protect you."
"What?"
"I'm your guardian angel. My name is Lucifer."
"Why do I need an angel?"
"Something has been here, taking photos of you."
"How do you know about that?" I asked, getting creeped out.
"Magic." He said. I rolled my eyes, and grabbed my golf club just in case. I walked into the kitchen and started cooking dinner.
"So since you're here, do you want something to eat?" I asked, trying to be polite.
"Sure!" He said, slightly too excited. He came up to me and reached out, making me flinch. "I'm not going to hurt you Melany." I nodded, still unsure. He grabbed the golf club and said, "You don't need this while I'm here, okay? I won't hurt you."
I nodded, and continued to make dinner. I'm making spaghetti and meatballs for the two of us. We made small talk as I cooked, I learned about him since I'm still unsure about him actually being the Lucifer. He asked me questions that I'm sure he already knew the answers to, but it's the thought that counts.
I started plating the dinner and asked him if he wanted anything to drink.
"Do you by chance have Glenlivet?"
"Actually I do." I said, giving him a small smile. I got down a scotch glass and poured him some. I got myself a stemless wine glass and poured some fine red wine. Lucifer and I sat at my kitchen table and ate in a comfortable silence. I got up when I heard a knock on my front door. I opened the door and saw a man around my age looking at me, "Hello? Can I help you?"
"Actually you can, are you Melany Johnson?"
"Yes I am. Who's asking?"
"I'm James, I'm going to need you to come with me." He said, grabbing my wrist.
"Let me go!" I screamed. Within a split second Lucifer was at my side, pushing this man away from me. Lucifer began to hit James as hard as he could.
"Don't you ever touch her again, or it will be the last thing you do." Lucifer hissed through clenched teeth. James nodded furiously and left as soon as Lucifer released his grip.
"Lucifer who was that?"
"That man was a part of a gang, they made a list of who dies and when they die. I'm guessing you were tonight,"
I fell to the ground with a thud, trying to let all this sink in. First the picture, then Lucifer, and now people are trying to kill me. "Why me?" I questioned out loud. I had tears in my eyes, and I didn't want to let them fall.
Lucifer sat down next to me and wrapped his muscular arm around my shoulders, bringing me closer to him. "Honestly love, I have no clue. I'm here to make sure that nobody hurts you,"
Lucifer and I sat there on the floor in silence, nobody knowing what to say. I looked up at my clock on the wall and it was only 8:15. "Want to watch a movie?" I asked, trying to find a way to kill the time.
"Uh sure, you can pick," Lucifer said reluctantly.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine, why do you ask?"
"You just seem off," I explained.
"I'm fine, don't you worry."
"Okay... So The Breakfast Club or Bad Teacher?" I asked him holding up the two movie options.
"Definitley Bad Teacher," He said smiling at me.
"Okay!" I said. I grabbed a few blankets for us and got situated on the couch, sitting beside Lucifer.
YOU ARE READING
Lucifer
Short StoryThis short story originated with a simple writing prompt; There was a picture of me sleeping. I live alone. I also love Supernatural so.. this story was born.