Song: Madness by Ruelle
"So now that you have called them and they are killing your aunt, what am I still doing here?" I ask Crowley
He put his phone away and looked at me. "I like your company."
"I was blacked out for most of the time and just woke up to hear you talking to my friends."
"Don't be like that, maybe I like to get to know you."
I scoffed "All you do is torture and drink cocktails with little pitchforks in it."
"True." He says coming closer to me. "Maybe I should torture you."
"Go ahead." I Hiss at him.
He smiled "but unfortunate I can't otherwise the Winchesters will kill me."
"Well we wouldn't want that now would we?" I say glaring at him.
"But we can do other things." He whispers stroking my cheek. I turned my head away from him. I was fighting against the ropes that have tied my arms and legs to the chair.
"Don't you dare touch me or I will kill you" I threatened him.
"you have a temper, I like girls with a temper."
"Get away from me."
"as you wish but first." He began before placing his lips on mine. As soon as I felt his lips I bite him. He pulled back with blood streaming out his lower lip.
I looked him death in the eye "I said don't touch me."
He raised his hand and slapped me "HOW DARE YOU TO BITE THE KING OF HELL."
I raised my head again so I could look at him, while some blood poured down my nose. I smirked at him " I'm not afraid of you."
"You should be, I can make your life a living hell."
"then what are you waiting for." I reply.
"Maybe I should torture you. I mean I never promised I wouldn't harm you"
"Perhaps you should perhaps you shouldn't make up your damn mind."
"I just did." He replies before walking outside the room.
Not much later he returned. "So what did you get? Some torture devices."
"Yes." He replies spreading them out on a table nearby.
"Well what took you so long?" I ask.
"Maybe you should keep your mouth shut before I cut out your tong."
"Well what is the fun of that, are you getting tired of my conversations?" he doesn't reply. "Well"
"I was thinking where to hurt you, I mean would Dean still like you after I cut open your pretty face."
" Well I think if he likes me it would be because of my amazing personality but He doesn't like me." I respond hurt.
"Oh you stupid girl." He says sharpening a knife. "He does but it doesn't matter if he won't survive my aunt."
"He will just like the others will."
He walked over to me and slowly cut me above my eye. I bite my lip to keep myself from hissing out in pain. "You can scream if you like." Crowley says. I kept my mouth shut I wasn't planning to satisfy him. "Then you don't" he replied before raising his knife again.
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FanfictionSupernatural fanfiction: Angelica was raised by her Uncle after her parents were killed. Her uncle was a hunter and now Angelica is following in his footsteps. Along the way of killing monsters she meets old en new friends. What will happen?
