Consequences of Sin

Chapter Three

    What in the actual fuck!?!? Holy fucking shit. My mind is blown. Was I saying this aloud? I look at Caleb, yeah I definitely was.

   "I know I'm a disobedient child, and I never do what the devil wants, but to put that type of hit on me? I'm not sure I can believe it. Yes, he does go to them levels but I'm his daughter for fucks sake. He wouldn't do that."

   "Carmen, process the other information and I will show you on the underground website where he did at, if you decide you still don't believe it."

  "Okay... so according to you my mother was the arch angel, Michael's, daughter, making me his granddaughter. You're my guardian angel, and God sent you to save me from becoming a shell of a person that my father was to have me to be? Am I getting this right? Why would God or Michael for that matter give two shits about me? I'm still satan's daughter. I grew up in Hell. With the devil as my mentor. How do they know I'm not as truly evil as he?" I'm so suspicious of all this. Other than the shitty part about Lucifer, the rest could mean that I could get what I always wanted. Away from Hell. To actually go to Earth, and live out my life.

   "God cares are about all of his children. Even Lucifer. If he would change his ways and decided to become good again God would open his arms and welcome him back. He would never want anything like that to happen to anybody Carmen, even you. It doesn't matter who your parents are to him, his love is unlimited. He does have a mean streak when his children are being hurt by evil, but he does forgive. He forgives and loves you Carmen. As for Michael, I can't speak for him. We aren't close. He stays busy with his tasks and duties that God gives him."

   "I will have to meet God and see this for myself. I'm untrusting. Living in Hell does that to a person. Caleb, what does being my guardian angel entail? Did you have to live in Hell as well or just see my life/future in visions or what? What all do you know or have you seen?" I asked nervously. I have done things that aren't that great. I'm not as evil as my father but that doesn't mean I haven't committed sins. I'm not proud of them, but I don't regret them. I just have to live with the consequences, which so far haven't been many.

   "I know you better than you probably know yourself. Even though you want to hate both Essy and Lucifer, you really don't." I snort at this, fuck them both, and  Caleb for even saying this. "You do love them. Just in different ways. You're lonely. Sure you have steamy hot as Hell sex sessions with whoever catches your eye. Don't look at me like that, yes I know and witnessed each encounter you had. Under it all you're so lonely and sad Carmen. Misunderstood. A tiny bit on the broke side. You let it come out as angry indifference, but I see the real you." I put my hand up to stop him there. I don't want to hear about how miserable I am on the inside, I already know. "By the way, I also know why you asked and the answer is yes, I was there when you killed those people. They deserved it for what they did. No, I never reported that back to God either. If he saw it or not, I don't know. He's never asked me about it.

   I sit in silence. Nobody knew about the murders except for one person. Yeah, plural. I killed three men, demons, about a year ago. There was a little girl about 5 or 6 years old. She was born in Hell which is why she wasn't in Heaven like all other children go when they die. There was three demons surrounding her while she laid on the ground begging for them to stop and not to hurt her anymore. Her dress was ripped and torn to pieces. She was beaten purple and blue. Bloody everywhere. One of the piece of shits was hiking her dress up and pulling his pants down and releasing his dick. That is when I lost it. I walked over to where they are, and I rubbed on his hard on asked what was going on here. He said just a game and that he could come give me his dick though if I wanted it instead. So I told him I did. He turned towards me then to a good look at me, and that's when it happened. My anger had my eyes glowing already but I let the Hell fires inside to play then. I grabbed him by his throat and kissed him long and deeply. He burned from the inside out. Turned into ash before my very eyes. When I looked to the other two they were trying to flee and escape. Not gonna happen. I lashed out with a whip of fire and lassoed them up. When I drew them back to me I plunged my fingers thru their eyes, melting them then ripped their dicks off. They all died horrible, painful deaths. I could feel that they had done this very thing to thousands of kids, both girls and boys. They deserved the death they received. It was also the first time I ever became wickedly evil. I used my father's magic. It calls to me every day to come use them again. How easy it would be to take down the very man I got them powers from. The allure was there. I still ignored them every time. I told the girl to run as fast as she could and never to speak of the things she had seen. She never has to my knowledge. I have also, never displayed such power again. I don't even know if I can. Sure, the dark magic of Lucifer's whispers I can do many ruthlessly savage things with it, but it whispers lies as well. Nothing from my father can be trusted. I haven't experienced any outburst of heavenly light, or an extreme sense of overwhelming goodness either. So maybe I used up most of my power then? I just don't know.

  "So you know everything there is to know about me then I guess?" not going to mention or ask if he knew I played with my dad's magic when it happened. He probably would have reported it to God if he did.

"Yeah, I guess I do." he simply states.

   He's smiling softly at me. So I give him a small smile back. He really is good looking. With all of this crazy shit in my head with what Lucifer wanted to do to me for not being the daughter he wanted to be, and with all this other info about my mother's side of the family, I really think I wanted to fuck the rage, hurt, and confusion out of my system. Something tells me though that Caleb wouldn't be into that. He might would fuck me, but not because of this. He's not the one night stand type. He looks like attachment. I don't do that. Ugh... gonna have to go work this out solo style then I suppose.

   "So, I am beyond overwhelmed. I want this dress burned immediately. I need a bath, point me in the direction of one?"

   "Yeah, sure, this way. Take your time processing all of this Carmen. It's a lot to take in. Come to me with any of your questions."

   I get into the bathroom, shut and lock the door. Start the water up. I peel off the skin tight dress and set it ablaze with what I'm asssuming is heavenly fire or light. I'll have to ask about it later. I conjure up some yoga pants and a t-shirt, along with clean undies and a bra. I get into the steaming hot bath and start to touch myself while thinking about Caleb. Imagining what it could be like. In my imagination of course he only does though things I like, then I let go. Come unraveled at my own fingers. I feel relaxed and amazing. Suddenly there's a knock at my door. Followed by Caleb's voice.

   "Can you not do that again maybe? If you want to use me for sex please do so. I am here. Seeing you thru a vision getting yourself off to what you think fucking me would be like is, uh, hard for me. Ask me next time please?" his voice is tight, perhaps a bit pained.

   Holy shit, he saw what I just did and is painfully turned on. Carmen point one. Guardian angel zero.

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