Saved By The Devil - BOOK 1 ✔ (Edited)

Chapter 26 (Edited)

I felt his minty breath hit my lips along with his scent. This was actually going to happen. He felt the same way about me. At least I hope so. He leaned further in until we were now centimeters apart.

Bracing myself for what was going to happen, my stomach started to tingle like butterflies.

Knock, knock.

"Sky you in there," a voice vibrated through the door. I looked at Lucifer who had a frown on his face but then covered it up with a smirk. "Be good Princess," he said before kissing me on the cheek.

Another knock came from the door and I let out a sigh. I turned to reach for the door handle but turned around to see Lucifer now nowhere in sight. He had flashed out. I turned the doorknob and opened the door to see Percy. He looked tired and frustrated all at once.

"Sorry...did I disturb you?" he mumbled while rubbing the back of his head. I shook my head.

"Ohh well, Justin is driving Sarah to the airport. She wanted to know what happened and what she saw with Lucifer. I told her the house was haunted. I've never seen a girl pack up her stuff so fast," he chuckled at the end.

"Alright," I responded dryly. He looked at me as if he was debating whether to ask me something or not. "Just a little tired," I lied.

He slowly nodded. "Alright. Goodnight and thanks for everything," he smiled before walking off. I shut my door and sat on my bed. I turned the AC on and laid down on my stomach.

I hated myself for liking Lucifer. If you can't see what's wrong with that then I'm sorry to say this but your brain cells died off. I liked him more than I wanted to admit. I was honestly disappointed we didn't kiss but I guess that's life right? Saving me from my own downfall. Lucifer can be sweet and charming when he wants to but the angry side is never what you want to see unless it's to protect you. Lucifer was mad because he didn't want to punish me let alone want me to do anything bad.

What if I do something good but it turns out to be a bad thing? I mean it wouldn't be my fault. It's not like I did it on purpose. Now I want to know what he means by punishment. What is this punishment he talks about? I mean it can't be hell because well I'm alive...for now. I totally love the thoughts that run through my head before sleeping. If I was to write down everything I thought before I went to sleep, it would turn out to be a 200-page essay. Probably more.

I sat up and changed into some shorts and a large T-shirt to sleep in since it was hot. I hopped into bed and drifted off to sleep.

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My body ached with pain and I felt something cold touch me. I jerked up but was held down by someone. I looked around to see some of the guys in my room coming in and out. "What's going on?" my voice came out raspy.

I was then pushed down so I was laying down again. I looked up to see Ethan. "Well you were making noise last night so I came to check on you -"

"WE!! We came to check on you," Jayson corrected him and Ethan rolled his eyes. "WE came to check on you and you were burning up. I took your temperature. You were 110 but we lowered it to 103 now," he explained while putting an ice pack on my forehead. I hissed at the coldness and Ethan put the thermometer in my mouth. A beep went off and he took it out. His eyes widened and he stood up. "Her fever is going back up. You need to take a shower now," Ethan said, pulling me up.

Every time I got sick, it would mess with my powers and my physical body. Everything was painful for me. My muscles would ache even eating would hurt. I remember crying once because I couldn't enjoy a slice of Domino's Pizza. Imagine a glass shattered on you. Well that's what my showers feel like. I guess this is the cons of having powers.

"No. It's going to be painful," I whined. "Sky you have to," Jay said, pulling me up with Ethan. "Please don't make me," I begged. "I don't want to. It's going to be painful. I don't want to. I'll get better, just let me sleep," I whined some more but they ignored me.

"Sky, I know this is going to be painful but you need to," Jay said, carrying me in his arms. I tried to wiggled out but he gripped me tight. "Ethan I demand you to help me down," I yelled and he shook his head.

"You're going to get more sick than you already are if you don't shower," he stated.

"Please don't make me," I felt tears slipping out of my eyes. Jayson huffed and looked at me. "As much as I don't want you to endure this pain, you're going to shower," he spoke softly. More tears slipped out and I squirmed around in his hand which caused my muscles to hurt more but I didn't care at the moment. That shower was going to hurt more than anything.

"LUCIFER!" I screamed while crying. Within a blink, he flashed across the room with a worried face. He was in his boxers shirtless and had bed hair. He had just woken up. "What's going on here?" he said walking up to us. As he got closer, a frown took its place on his lips. "Why are you crying? '' he said, wiping my tears away.

"She's sick. Her fever was 110 during the night then we lowered it to 103 but now it's rising. She needs to shower but it's painful for her since her powers mess with her body. Instead of feeling the water, it feels like glass," Jay informed him.

Lucifer looked at me then at Jay. "How do you know it feels like glass?" he rose his eyebrows. "This isn't the first time she's been sick and no we didn't see her naked if that's what you are trying to ask," Ethan replied and laughed at the end.

Lucifer nodded and looked at me. "I'll take care of her," he said, taking me from Jay's arms. He held me bridal style against his bare chest. Jay gave a look but Lucifer ignored it while Ethan chuckled. I watched as Lucifer walked near the bed and then stopped. "Alright, everyone out. If you got to come in knock," Lucifer stated. The guys gave a small smile and walked out. We watched as everyone left. The door then closed and locked. I knew it was Lucifer who did that with his powers.

He set me down on the bed and covered me. "You're not going to force me to take a cold shower?" I questioned while cuddling the blanket.

"No," he answered. I felt the bed sink behind me and I rolled over to see him going under the blanket with me. "Umm -"

"No speaking,'' he said bluntly. Why is he so emotionless? I watched as he got comfy then felt myself being pulled forward into his chest. His body was cold like a deep freeze. I cuddled closer to him and he held me tight. I buried my head under his chin and smiled as the coldness radiated off his body. "This is less painful," I mumbled in his chest.

"I know Princess," he spoke softly while rubbing the back of my head. "Sweet dreams," he said as I slowly drifted away in his arms.