You Make Me Vulnerable ~ Deckerstar

It Didn't Matter

Lucifer's POV ~

"It's all true." Chloe said as she stepped back a few steps. Did she think I was a bad person because I had killed Cain?
"It was self defense detective, he was going to kill us." I had finally scared her off and she hadn't even seen the worse of me yet. Or so I thought...

"N-No Lucifer your face, i-it was all true. Th-the wings, the devil, your mom, your demon you were telling the truth." I moved my hand up to my face, my fingers grazed the bumpy and burnt red skin. My brother was right, we did bring all of this upon ourselves. My dad wasn't responsible. I was the reason I got my devil face in the first place, and I was the reason I got my wings back and now I had it, I had my devil face back. It was what I had wanted for such a long time. I definitely had scared Chloe off now. "Detective I'm sorry, I-I should leave - I felt my face change back to my human skin. "Lucifer!" She was yelling after me as quickly walked away. Why was she yelling after me, I knew chloe was strong, but she had just seen my devil face, I mean anyone would have been scared.

I didn't know where to go, but after about 20 minutes of driving into the evening I found myself at Dr.Linda's office. Tears were rushing through my eyes. "I'm the devil for dad's sake. I don't cry, I make people cry." I complained to Linda. I felt comfortable in her office. She knew who I was and she wasn't scared of me, and she listened to my problems. It made me feel better that atleast there was one human in my life that made me feel accepted. "The detective should take notes from you, but I can't blame her she doesn't deserve the devil. She's even better off with detective douche. Atleast detective douche isn't the literal embodiment of evil." I screamed the hurt and the harshness in my voice made the doctor seem upset, wonderful I was hurting all of my friends. "Lucifer, take a deep breath." The doctor suggested in her claiming but stern voice. I blinked away my tears and took a deep hurtful breath. "Yesterday you told me you didnt feel like the devil anymore because you were doing good about yourself and about the work you were doing. I know that today has been a difficult day. So I think It's best if you go home and get sleep. It will clear your head and you have a more clearer perspective." She said in an insightful voice. "Oh forget it, you're never any help anyways."

  I stormed out of her office down the stairs of the building and into my car. I turned on the music as loud as I could to drown out all my thoughts. I drove, I drove fast as fast as I could. I didnt care about the traffic lights that chloe had made me grown to care about. I didn't care about signaling that chloe had scolded me for not doing, when we first met. She had changed me into a person whom I thought might be good enough for her but now.... I had scared her off for good. It didn't matter. I stripped off my coat as I got off of the elevator, I grabbed a whiskey bottle and went straight to bed.