Chapter 11: The Choice

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  "Mira Wright... do you honestly think you can keep up this obviously illusion?" A dark voice whispered in the back of her head, it was smooth as silk yet made her feel uneasy. She spun around to see a thin tall man, dressed in all white with wild brown hair staring at her. "Your just messing up your entire life."

  "H-huh? Who are you?" She asked with wide eyes, staring up at the man who only gave a faint chuckle, patting her head and sitting down in a chair that wasn't there before.

  "I'm Lucifer as some would call me, but, sweetheart, you can call me your mentor." He grinned at her with his pearly white and straight teeth. She just looked at him, face pale and in shock. "Honey, look, you have to choose, and you fucking have chosen. I know you want Lucas much more, his looks, his body, his charm and humour. So, choose him for sure."

  "Uh... I uh... Satan is giving me relationship advice... okay... Well, how do you know I like Lucas more?" She asked, taking a deep breath and collecting all of her confidence, looking at him as he just shrugged.

  "Baby, it's obvious, and you have sucked his cock more times than sucking lollipops." He snickered as her brows furrowed, he cleared his throat. "Sorry, I'm used to speaking to filthy demons... just, you can sense how attracted you are to him from down in hell, he does love you."

  Mira paused for a moment, sitting down on the floor of her dream with a groan. "Well, I'm trying to let down Boris easily okay?"

  "Don't. It'll just hurt him more, just dump the Russian bastard, alright?" He smiled, standing up and offering her a hand which she took, getting back onto her feet. "Or you can just let me take it for yo-"

  "No, uh, I'm okay." She smiled somewhat confused before he shrugged and disappeared, leaving her to wake up.

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  "WHAT?!" Boris yelled, before his fist went through the wall in anger. Everyone in the house was asleep.

  Was Asleep.

  Until Russia Fag started freaking out. Mira was just terrified as she saw this display of pure anger, in a moment of fear and rush of adrenaline she punched him in the side. "Fucking stop it!" She screamed, and he just stopped, looking at her. Letting out a snarl before... Poof. He was gone.

  Griffith ran into the Hall, staring at the astonished Mira with wide eyes, all that was left of Boris was his clothes and shoes in a small pile on the floor. "Uh... he... he left?"

  Mira slowly nodded, looking at Griffith, who frowned. "That means your gonna...?"

  "Lucas! I'm gonna fuck you!" She yelled, and, in the distance a small triumphant laugh could be heard.

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  "Jean we have a serious problem." Griffith said, sitting with the human man with a frown stuck on his face. "You see, Boris left a week ago, you knew this but..." He took a breath. "She's gonna end up with Lucas and that is, a very, very bad future. I swore myself to her and she can pass me down to her child... god the child in that future is terrifying for me... I have to see a vagina."

  "Uhm, Griff, have you never seen one?" Jean asked as the young man looked at him with wide eyes, before shaking his head, making the old man chuckle. "Ah, well young man, while we sit here, watching the couple garden. I shall explain to you the wondrous thing called a vagina."

  "Please stop."

  Mira stared at Lucas, their hands barely touching as they both smiled warmly. The only person actually doing work was Natalia, but, she was a dark woman with a passion for gardening thankfully. Things between Mira and Lucas had indeed heated up quite a bit since the sudden leave of Boris, every night was one Griffith prayed for death, every morning was one Griffith lost his appetite. If you don't understand what I'm saying, Griff hated it.

  "I love you more than the people in hell suffer." He grinned, licking his lips as she smirked back at him.

  "I love you more than my destiny ruined my life." She laughed lightly before sighing, looking off into the distance. "God I miss my mother... and step dad..."

  "Well honey, your going to have a new-step ma soon and I am not evil." Natalia said, sneaking into the conversation and making Mira faintly smile. Lucas groaned rolling his eyes which made the brown haired lady snicker. "Well I'm sorry, Jean is a very nice man and our relationship isn't just sex."

  "Uck, don't make me imagine Jean naked please." Mira gave a groan of disgust before laughing lightly and standing up, running her fingers through her long blonde hair.

  "Why do you still call him Jean?" Lucas asked with a raised brow as his girl just shrugged, staring at her father with a faint smile.

  "I guess it's because we're father and daughter, not daddy and his princess. I know if it weren't for his dick I wouldn't be alive but he didn't raise me. So, he's Jean, I'm Mira." She explained, staring at her father who was currently telling Griffith what the female anatomy was.

  "Huh, well, Mira, I'm glad you got rid of Boris, he hit on me a few times, and I pray he wont come back/"

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  "Boris."

  "The fuck you want?

  "I want you to take your destiny, even if it's by force."

  ...

  ...

  "Fuck yeah."

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