Lucifer Himself (18+)[COMPLETED]

Runaway

Pat!"

Lucifer called and Pat's hand stuck up from the other side of the bed, hiding behind the wall there.

"I'm fine!" he called and Lucifer rolled me off him carefully, and made me hide behind the bed as pressed a hand against my stitches. This was not god at all.

"Where can we go through?" Lucifer asked loudly as he pulled the gun from his waist and took the safety of, the gun making a clicking noise that had me giving him wide eyes, thinking he was gonna shoot himself in the leg.

"There's a back door! Go behind the shelves, and to the left, but hurry, cause the door has an emergency alarm once you open it. You have thirty seconds before they reach you!" Pat instructed, and I heard his own gun click.

"Get ready, Emma" Lucifer grunted, looking pissed as fuck. I nodded quietly, sending a quick prayer to whoever was listening.

"The bag, Pat!" Lucifer asked as he twisted his body towards the edge of the bed to catch the duffel bag Pat tossed him, ready to get it strapped over his chest, resting over his back.

At the count of three, Pat stood up from his hiding spot, and started shooting his gun towards the entrance

"Go! Keys are in the bag!" Pat shouted, and Lucifer pulled me up to my feet forcefully, yelling at me to run in front of him as he helped Pat shoot whoever was shooting at us. I didn't turn around, I ran like the devil was following me.

Pun intended.

Running with a hole in your arm was not fun, but I knew Lucifer was covering my back as I ran, although bullets flew and hit the walls nearby, he was responding with the same force.

I stopped when I found myself in a dead-end down the hallway and instantly freaked out. Lucifer was running behind me, the duffel bag strapped to his body and two guns in his hands

"Left, Emma!" he shouted, and I realized we were at the hallway Pat said. Between the metal shelves there was a slim space for us to slide through and not so far was the emergency door. I squished myself against the cold wall, wincing at the movement, until I was on the other side. Lucifer was bigger though.

"You're not going to fit-"

"Get out of the way!" he called from his side of the shelf. I stepped back quickly just in time for him to toss the duffel bag over the tall metal shelf, the heavy bag hitting the ground with a loud thud, and then Lucifer pushed tools and boxes out of the way quickly. Then he started climbing the shelves.

"Get the keys out of the bag!" he called, halfway up. I looked past him, and I saw men finally coming inside the big storage we were in.

Oh shit

I dropped to my knees immediately, opening the duffel bag and finding all kinds of shit in here. Bandages, clothes, stacks of money and guns.

The keys were at the bottom.

"Got em!" I announced just as Lucifer dropped from the shelf, landing on his feel like a goddamn cat

Fucking spiderman or something

"Get down!"

His body pressed against mine and covered it like a blanket just in time for bullets to fly over our heads. The men were closer. I gritted my teeth at the pain coming from my arm, but I had too much adrenaline to feel anything else.

"Hurry" he whispered against my ear before giving me a small push to rush towards the emergency exit. I ran off, Lucifer behind me as he strapped the bag again. He kicked the emergency bar to open the door, and within two seconds the alarm blared.