Lucifer (H2OToonz)

-Flashlights and sirens?-

//Delirious pov\\

The distant sound of sirens and slightly dimmed flashlights woke me up. I slapped myself awake and got dressed in a rush, putting on what I had on yesterday. But as I stepped out of my room...I walked straight into him. He was standing right outside of my room, looking out the window with a cup of coffee that had just fell out his hands because of me.

"I-Im so sorry I-I didn't see you th-there, I'll clean that up imedia-", he interrupted me with hard slap across my face. "You got up and dressed pretty fast huh? Where were you rushing off to?~", he held onto my hood, not letting go. "I-I was hungry and...And then b-bumped into you and I-" "Be quiet", he spat.

We were both silent for a second until I went to walk away to get a cloth or something to clean up the mess, but he suddenly grabbed my hair and forced me to look out the window. "You see those cops out there?", he asked. "There's c-cops here?", I tried my best not to be suspicious.

I guess that didn't work.

He smashed my head against the small cabinet underneath the windowsill, causing my eyebrow piercing to get ripped out from the amount of force he had. I fell to the floor holding my hands over my brow, yelling in pain as I kicked his leg and tried to run away. He pushed me hard against the door and held his hand around my neck. "DON'T YOU DARE THINK I AM STUPID ENOUGH TO FALL FOR YOUR FUCKING LIES JONATHAN!", he yelled and leaned down closer to whisper in my ear. His grip tightening around my neck as I clawed at his arms. "I know what you're planning and I am NOT happy".

He let go of my neck and launched me up over his shoulder, teleporting us somewhere unknown to me. I held my arms around his back, scared he'll drop me. When I opened my eyes we were in some abandoned, warn down house. He put me on the couch and walked over to a securely locked chest, moving it and taking a floorboard out from underneath where it was. I watched him curiously, still trying to calm my nerves down. At this point I almost forgot about my eyebrow, the adrenaline took over the pain from it. He took out some sort of camera and sat on the floor, leaning against the chest.

He looked at me and got up, walking towards me. I flinched and was about to back away, "Stay put", he said bluntly. So I did. He sat next to me and showed me the camera screen.

"You see those officers?"

"Y-yes"

"They can't see the house. I used my powers to create an illusion, so they can't see it. Kinda like if it's invisible, but I can't do that exactly. I make people see whatever I want them to see. Like your nightmares for example"

I started tearing up as the nightmares replayed in my head. Even if they weren't real, it still terrified me.
'Dreams come true'
I remembered him telling me in the last one I had.

I hope they don't.

He put his arm around my tense, shaking body and pulled me against his side. A few minutes passed and I was asleep on the couch... alone. I don't remember falling asleep. "You're awake finally, I fixed your brow by the way", he said, walking out from another room. I touched my eyebrow gently and felt a patch over it. He sat next to me with a cup of coffee in his hand and the camera in the other. My throat was dry from how much I've been crying and I was dying for something to drink. "Want Some?", he caught me staring. I nodded slightly and he gave me the cup. I gulped loads of it down right away, "Woah wooah! calm down that's mine", he frowned, smirking at the same time. He took the coffee away from me and placed it on the small table beside him. I whined. "Don't want you getting too energetic now".

"I-if you can create illusions,, to mmake the cops not see the house then wwhy are we here?"

"Cause they can still see and hear us. I can't make an illusion for people not to see us. That's why I can teleport"