“If it concerns Zeldris, you’d better tell me everything” Meliodas says.
"Okay, well, I'll have to explain it again to my friend Lizzy again in a few minutes. Do you mind if we wait?"
You can't read Meliodas' expression, but he sits on your couch, so you guess he's cool with it.
You wander into your room and put some shorts on, then grab the laundry and drench the bloody things in peroxide before going back and doing the same thing with your sheets. You wash in cold on a heavy cycle. You have a lot of bloody things to clean.
Lifting the laundry proves to be more exhausting than you thought it would be and your side is hurting again.
You ignore it and bring the peroxide and a rag into your room to clean the blood off your matress. From the couch, Meliodas stares at you.
"Do you want some cake?" you ask.
"No, thanks," Meliodas replies.
At the mention of cake, Pazuzu appears.
"Hey, y/n."
"Cake's on the counter, help yourself."
"Y/n."
You look up from your cleaning.
Pazuzu expression is one of fear and hurt.
"What is it, Pazuzu?" you ask quietly.
"Are you... Are you hurt?"
You don't mean to cackle a sarcastic laugh, but you do and it really hurts your side. You grimace.
"Y/n?"
"Where do I begin? Since you left Hunter came here and he... He..."
You break down.
Pazuzu hugs you.
"He summoned Estarossa so he could find me. All the moving around, all the protective spells I cast weren't enough to stop him from finding me. Estarossa he... by bringing Hunter here he put me in a situation where I had to kill Hunter just to get him to stop hurting me. That wasn't even the end of it. Estarossa used the... he used a..."
You can't finish the sentence. It's too fresh. Too raw. And the shaky panicked breaths aggravate your injuries even more. Pazuzu lifts you easily and carries you to the living room, but nearly drops you at the sight of Meliodas. After composing himself, Pazuzu sets you down on the couch.
Meliodas slides over so Pazuzu can sit with you. He hands something to Pazuzu and you can feel your friend shaking with grief and rage.
From within the salt circle, the ad for Dr. Ban's Spectre Collection and Apparition Management flashes on your laptop's screen again.
"An Agony Matrix?" Pazuzu asks, "y/n, tell me he didn't... Estarossa didn't..."
"He did." You voice is flat and you stare straight ahead. The demon frets over you and wraps a blanket around you before pulling you close.
There's a knock at your door.
Meliodas answers it, but is practically knocked over by Lizzy who runs in and hugs you.

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The Graveyard (Zeldris x Female Reader)
Fanfiction(AU) You just wanted a nice relaxing beach day but nooooooo you had to get kidnapped by a cult and sacrificed to a demon prince. You're not dead. That's a start. But you would definitely prefer not to be naked. Stupid cults with their stupid rituals...