𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚

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"H-E- double hockey sticks yada yada yada" he says coming up the stairs and standing in front of me.

"michael" i grunted with a huff as he smirked. "oh no, i'm back" he started to fake cry. where do i even begin with michael? fact: he's one of the seven fallen angels but he's the worse one yet.
he's a douche for sure. lied to my dad about me many times, oh and also my ex, and i regret i even dated him in the first place. every time i think about it, i want to puke my guts out.

"what are you doing here? aren't you busy counting souls or something?" i crossed my arms.
"sure i am, since your boy toy is a soul i plan on having soon" his voice was nonchalant but still pure evil.
"you're not getting him and you never answered my question"
he walked closer to me.

"you're dad wants you-"
"and he couldn't come up here himself and get me?," i scoffed turning away from him. "yeah, i'm not going" i waved him goodbye but he grabbed my arm with a harsh grip and pulled me back to him.

"you're going and there's no other excuse" he gritted through his teeth. "you wouldn't want me to tell your dad that you disobeyed him now?"

he started to pull me towards the portal. "y/n" warren called. "no don't do anything!" i warned. "i'll be back soon"

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i walk down the red burning halls in silence with michael. i seen him look at me a few times and other places also. i felt his hand go around my waist but i smacked it off and pushed him away from me but he only laughed.

"where is he?" i asked as we walked inside of his temple. "he'll be back soon"

we stood there in silence again but the whole time he looked at me. i looked back at him and he smiled making he roll my eyes almost to the back of my head.

"so who's better baby? me or angel boy"
i scoffed, "don't call me that"

"you love it, especially in bed" he smiled walking around me slowly. i bit the inside of my cheek and took in a deep breath before exhaling.

"you're a asshole!"

"woah, tone it down princess" i heard my dads voice in the distance.

"hi daddy" i greeted him with a smile as he sat on his throne.

"is mike giving you a hard time?"

"yes. he is and i would like for him to leave before i punch him the face"

he signaled for him to leave and i smiled thankfully.
"take a seat" he said. i looked around for a chair.

"there's no where to-" i cut myself off as he made himself grow bigger. he reach his hand down towards the ground. i stepped on it knowing what he was doing.

"you know, you are still daddy's little princess" he started talking. "but you're getting older now and you're getting more power which i think could be used for good" he gives his famous evil smile as i look away from him.

"but instead you're with that boy and you're not following my commands like i asked you to do. he's no good, and he's distracting you from what's most important"

"i don't want to do them, daddy" i mumbled. "and he's not distracting me. he's important to me-"

"you have until the end of this week to make up your mind, or things will end badly do you understand"

i nodded my head. he place me back on the ground and went back to his normal size before letting me go back out.
as i walked back down the long hallway, michael appeared in front of me.

"before you leave let's have some fun"
i tried to go around him but he blocked my every move.

"leave me alone. what did you not understand when i said 'i'm breaking up with you' did it have a hard time going through that thick skull of yours. i'm happy without you"

"with that boy toy of yours" he laughed.

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