Lucifer Himself (18+)[COMPLETED]

What Happens In The Dark

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My instant reaction was to step back. He looked furious, like he was ready to hit me.

"I-"

"Give me that" he said, marching towards me, Monte right behind him. I tried to get away, but Lucifer grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me hard enough that my body slammed into his. He didn't wince, only kept me plastered against him. Only then I realized how big his figure was. He went quiet for the smallest of seconds, his eyes on mine, his arms pressing me against him. I had to swallow hard to get the words out

"Please, stop"

That seemed to wake him up, because he shook my body a bit

"Give me the fucking picture" he growled, and I tried to pull away, my face heating up. I must've gotten distracted with him, because soon he was ripping the photograph out of my hand so hard I felt the sting from the paper cutting into my finger.

"Who is that? I asked, my heart racing, and Lucifer pushed me back forcefully, making me stumble into Monte

"Are you blind, or you've never seen yourself in a mirror?" he asked, pushing the photograph under the piles of paper. I frowned and swallowed.

"Oh I forgot, you cant even afford a mirror, can you?" he asked and my faced heated

"Fuck you" I murmured and walked out.

"Right back at you!" he called, and Monte followed me, taking me back to the room. Monte was quiet, but he looked pissed, his hand around my arm, pulling me slightly. When I was finally inside the cream-colored room, he sighed

"Don't go through his things again" he said, and I crossed my arms

"Why the fuck does he have a picture of me? And when the hell was that taken?" I asked, and Monte mimicked me and crossed his arms too

"You really believe you're in position to ask questions, huh?" he asked, his face stone-like and without emotions.

"fuck yeah I do" I answered, raising my chin.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but we're the kidnappers, you're the kidnap-ee" he said, and I gave him a 'wtf' look

"You do know that's not a real word, right?" I mumbled.

"Now you wanna be a teacher too?" he responded, and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Why is he such a dick?" I asked and Monte watched me walk around the room.

"Do you need more blankets? Clothes?" he asked instead. So he didn't wanna talk about Lucifer huh.

"Get me out of here" I turned and looked at him and he looked into my eyes.

"What part of 'that's not up to me' don't you get? It's not even Lucifer's, trust me when I say the last thing he wanted was to kidnap you-"

"What?" I cut him off and Monte took a deep breath.

"If you don't need anything, I'll leave now" he said quickly, trying to leave

"No, wait, please, tell me. What do you mean the last thing he wanted was to kidnap me? I asked but Monte had walked out, and he locked me back in.

I pounded on the door but there was no response anymore.

~.~.~.~

So many questions went through my mind, but I couldn't stop thinking about what Monte said. And that picture was haunting me.