✔My Demonic Guardian Angel [#Wattys2018]

Welcome to Hell

When I woke up, the first thing that I noticed was how comfortable I was. The covers were so soft against my skin. Covers?! Wait, I'm in a bed! I sat up and noticed I was in an unfamiliar rom. Where even I wasn't in my home town. This room was so huge that the owner is definitely rich. Our town is so poor that the biggest building in it was the school.

The lighting in the room was not on but I could still see enough to make out what was in the room. The bed was a king size bed that had a shear canopy that ran all the way to the floor. On either side of the bed, a small dresser sat. At the far end of the room was an amour and a door was to the right of it. On the left wall was another door, which I guess was either the bathroom door or the door that lead to the hallway.

"I see that you are awake," a voice in the room said. I screamed as I searched the room for the voice. It sounded very young. Without thinking, I pulled the covers to you my chest, noticing two things; one my original clothes were missing and I was in a bra and underwear and two I had chains on my arms and legs. "The Master will be please to know that you have awaken," the voice declared as he stepped closer to me. The person was unfamiliar to me, but I knew that he couldn't hurt me for he was only a kid. The kid turned away from me and started to head to another door in the room that was on the same wall as the amour.

"Wait!" I yelled as the kid opened the door. "Where are my clothes? Why am I chained? Who is your Master? Where am I? What is your name?"

The kid shook his head and mumbled something in an unfamiliar language as he walked through the door.

As soon as the child left the room, I started to freak out. Like seriously freak out. I mean who wouldn't if they woke up in a unfamiliar place, half naked, chained to the bed. I mean the chains weren't tight and I could clasp my hand together but that is all I could do and being in chains would freak anyone who didn't ask to be in chains out.

I tried yanking on the chains, hoping they would give, but they didn't. Frustrated, I cried out. Oh My God! I am going to die here! Wait, why aren't I dead already? The last thing I remember was being beaten half to death and my clothes catching on fire. Is that why I am wearing barely any clothes? Are these even my bra and panties? I lift the sheets and notice that they aren't. Where the hell are my clothes? Who's clothes am I wearing? Who dressed me? Oh my God! I am probably in the house of a sex lord. I am going to be sold in a sex ring! I'm not cut out to be a slave. Why didn't I die when I-

I heard the door open and I immediately laid back down, pretending I was asleep. Maybe the person would go away, giving me more time to escape.

The person walked right next to the bed and chuckled. "Raven, we both know that you are not asleep so why pretend?"

I gasped when I heard the voice and I sat up so fast that the chains caught. I hissed as I glared at my captor. "What is going on?!" I demanded.

"Well, you tell me. I walk into my bedroom and see you chained to my bed. Are you trying to tell me something?" he smirked.

Flabbergasted, I sat there with my mouth opening and closing. Was he serious?! "I'm just kidding. I was the one who chained you to the bed."

Once I gained my voice back, the questions started. "Why?" I cried. "Where are my clothes? Why am I here? Where is here? Are you going to kill me? Are-"

Lucifer pulled up the chair that was next to the bed and started to laugh. He full on so-funny-that-he-couldn't-breath-laugh. While I found it to be a very unique and intriguing sound, this situation was far more important to be at awe with his laugh. "What is so funny?" I asked.

When Lucifer was able to catch his breath, he chuckled, "You. From the way your face looks, all panic and scared, and your questions, one would think that you think I am going to kill you." I just stared at him, with a look that said, "well, are you?" He laughed again and shook his head. "Angel, if I was going to kill you I would have let you burn along with that scumbag Esteban." He clenched his fist. "But seeing that you are not dead, has to count for something. Right?"