Lucifer's Daughter

Chapter 10- Am I dead?

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🎧: Give by You Me At Six

'Am I dead?' Was the first sentence that came to mind as I regained consciousness, but soon enough, my question was answered when I fluttered my eyes to be met with a skull-shattering headache and an unusually black room. Everything was black. From the bed sheets, to the duvet, to the curtains, to the marble floor. I mean, what kind of room is this?! I do not oppose the idea of having black in your room, I completely admire the color but this took emo to a whole new level. I carefully stood up from the bed, careful not to fall and walked around the room, checking for a door. While I was searching, a black rose caught my eyes. Is he even serious? "Jesus, why is everything so black?" I said and thunder boomed in the room as soon as the words left my mouth.

I heard a door slam open and I turned around to be met with the seething no face bitch himself. I could sense his anger. "Do not utter God's name in these lands. You've cost us much troubles and you haven't been here for less than 24 hours." He sneered. Why is this dude so uptight? Who lit the fuse to his tampon?

"I do not use tampons. If I'm not mistaken, I don't have a vagina. If you need further proof I'd gladly show you." He challenged. "Shit did I say that out loud?" I asked worriedly. "You didn't." He replied and strode over to me. What?

"Boss won't see you until later today, and much to my dismay, you are a pain in my ass until he decides to give you an audience." He told me. Him not having a face is beginning to get on my nerves. The fuck is wrong with this guy?! "Don't you have a damn face?" I shot out.

"I do have 'a damn face'" he answered and with a click of his fingers I saw the most handsome creature in this entire universe. He had chiseled features. High cheekbones, killer jaw, marvelous green eyes and a light stubble. His hair was a rich chocolate color. He was carved by the gods. He stared at me with a smirk plastered on his kissable lips. Hold up, his what now? How can I even say that. I feel like he knows exactly what I'm thinking for some reason.

"Are you done checking me out or should I bring in a photographer so you could have my picture taken and hang it above your bed?" He retorted quizzically. The bastard is so full of himself. I threw him a glare. "What am I going to do today? Stay in this room? Where in the hell even am I?" I queried.

"You just unknowingly answered all your questions, sweetie." He shot at me. "You, are going to stay locked up in this room until I say so and I, will be doing my job of tormenting evil souls. Now, have a nice day!" He said sinisterly and went out the door.

Before I could say a word, he slammed it in my face and the whole door dissolved into the wall. "What in the name of god is going on here?" I whispered to myself and thunder sounded again. Shit! What the hell do they have against god here?

My thoughts trailed back to that guy's face and I noticed that I don't even know his name. From now on, I hereby name him 'angry raccoon' because he surely resembles one. I laughed to myself and my thoughts definitely took a turn to darksville because I couldn't help but think of Henry and the sisters.

They must be worried sick. Realization had dawned on me that I was under the mercy of a lunatic who has every intention of hurting me. He claims to be a demon, which surprisingly is the most suitable description for him,and he wants me to meet his boss and they'll probably end up feeding me to piranhas!

"But I don't wanna be piranha food! HELP ME!" I hit the wall that's supposed to be a door. "GET ME OUT OF HERE!" I shouted again. I stopped hitting when my hands started aching. I pressed my palm to the wall and rested my head on it. "Just fucking open." I said and suddenly a door appeared. All it took was that? Really?

I turned the doorknob slowly and was met with the same black façade. My face fell into a deep frown. They could really use more colors over here. The creativity level is zero, maybe even less. I wandered around the house and I have not seen a single soul yet.

Suddenly I heard loud voices engaging in a heated conversation. I inched closer to the door and pressed my ear to hear better. "Why did you bring her here?! It's not yet time!" A foreign male voice said harshly. Are they talking about me? "What is it about this girl that is so special! She isn't even that pretty! What are you hiding from me!" A familiar voice said. IT'S ANGRY RACCOON! I thought and fell into fits of laughter at the name. I couldn't contain myself and the door flew open to reveal a very angry man.

Angry was an understatement compared to the expression of anguish that crossed his features. He grabbed my hand forcefully and pulled me into the room. I felt like my hand was going to break. I guess I'm meeting the boss sooner than I had in mind.