lucifer's daughter

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝖘𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓

I stayed lying on the concrete, my head spinning as I processed what had just happened. A small crowd of people rushed to my aid as they believed a young girl had just gotten seriously injured. I sat up and rubbed my forehead to ease the burning headache I got from the rushed movement. My eyes fluttered open to see the group of bystanders staring in shock and fright. I then heard rushed footsteps as the man who hit me ran towards me—a look of worry painted on his face. 

"Oh my goodness," The man said, uttered under his breath. "I'm so sorry—are you alright?" 

"Someone call 9-1-1!"

Still attempting to process what had just occurred, as everything happened so fast, nothing could come out of my mouth to reply to this man. I simply stood up from the ground and picked up my now bruised and dented moped. 

"Hun, shouldn't you should wait for the ambulance to arrive?" A pedestrian recommended. 

Before I could be approached by anyone else, I quickly made my way out of the scene and continued my route in going back home. Once I made my way into the parking lot of Lux, I lay the scooter onto the wall next to Lucifer's car. Having realized what had just occurred, I  checked my body for any signs of injury. 

Nothing was found, aside from the rips/scuff marks on my clothes and debris on my face, as I predicted (and hoped)—like the car never hit me.

I shook off the jitters before heading upstairs, arriving to Lucifer, Amenadiel, Linda, and two kids (the girl aged around 12 years old and the boy 2-3 years old) chatting on the couch while the adults drank tea. Interrupting their conversation, they all turned to look at me as I walked in and dropped my bag on the floor. 

"Yvi, what took you so long?" Lucifer scolded before getting a good look at me. "My father, you look terrible." 

I rolled my eyes, giving a sarcastic "Thanks."

Being the maternal person she was, Linda rushed towards me with a look of worry. "Oh my god, Yvi, what happened? Are you okay? Do I need to call–" 

"It's alright Linda," I giggled, assuring her, "I just got hit by a car on the way home. I'm fine though—perks of being immortal." 

The three adults in the room shushed me as soon as I unknowingly revealed myself to the children, who I'm assuming didn't know my true identity. 

"Oh-Uh, funny joke sweetie," Linda laughed it off, patting my shoulder. 

"Um, anyway," Lucifer shifted the conversation. "There's someone that I'd like you to meet." 

My father introduces the young girl as "Trixie," Chloe's one and only child. 

"Well it's nice to meet you, Trixie. I'm Yvi." 

"I know, Lucifer won't stop talking about you when he's at our house." 

Lucifer's eyes widened at Trixie's confession, and he nearly chucked the girl out of the window. He loved Chloe—therefore, he had to put up with her daughter, but I wouldn't put it past him to do something of the sort. 

I gave my father a shit-eating grin as he rolled his eyes and pretended to dismiss her comment as if it were nothing. 

"And..." Amenadiel began, "This is Charlie, your cousin."

I coo at the sight of the adorable toddler and give him a little wave. 

"Hi Charlie, I'm Yvi!" I said lightly as the little boy gave me a cute smile. 

Linda took a sip of her tea, "So, Lucifer told us you'll be staying in LA for some time."

I looked over at my father, who simply got up from the couch and walked towards the bar. "Um- I'm mean, I guess I will be."