Forever Badass

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"YOU fucking promised me!" I heard from down the hall.

As usual my dad was blowing a fuse about some little mistake. I put both of my earphones in and flop on my bed.

Yet another boring day in hell.

While I was pretty much suffering in heat, my sister got to explore Zayadin and Earth itself. The fact that it was supposed to be me doing that actually pissed me off. And when I said something about it and tried to get back my rightful and well deserved position, I was banished to this place forever. That moment stuck with me. It scarred me. And I wasn't going to let it go just like that.

I had a plan, still not complete yet, but it soon will be. I was going back to earth. I was going to say hi to my dearest sister who made me who I am. I imagined her horrified face as I stabbed her in the heart - the same way her stupid guards did to me - and blood spewing out her skin like a fountain. Humans and Zayadinians would look to me and beg for their lives to be spared, and I'd tell them no. I'd bring justice for demons like me who suffered in hell as a result of shitty angels.

But first I needed to complete the portal.

I headed out of my room for the first time in two weeks. It was noon here, but you couldn't tell since it's basically night all day long. Sasha, the maid - since my mom wasn't really a mom and yet just my dad's whore who he was just gonna dump like any other - put the same thing on my plate as usual...steamed carrots. It was the only food we could get down here - rather I should say, that my dad would allow us to have (as the king of this place he gets the best of the food for himself and sometimes his wife). Angels had it all...good food, a house, paradise...while in hell, it was every man for himself. There was no one out there to protect you, not even your parents.

I watched my brother, J, scarf down his food and mine too, and walk away without regret. He basically acted like he owned the place when my dad wasn't around, which is pretty much everyday. Like any other demon would, he treated me with inferiority but I didn't take that personally. After all in my eyes he was just an immature dickface with an ego bigger than his microscopic dick.

I left without saying a word - not like anyone cared anyway...and headed into the town. It looked the same as did the last time I walked along here...when my newborn cousin was in my aunt Nyeka's arms. There's not that much room for improvement when there was nothing you can use to improve it.

I entered the casino and sat at the bar. Logan poured a glass of red wine-blood mix, and slid it across the table.

"Everything good with you at the kingdom?" he asked, grabbing a chair and sitting in front of me.

"Eh, it's the same bullshit as usual. Dad arguing with his henchmen, Sasha cooking the same shit everyday, my brother being my brother." I replied.

"Doesn't sound to good for someone living in the same residence as the all powerful."

"All powerful my ass! He's just as shitty as any demon in hell!"

"I see you're still feisty."

I sipped on the drink...same bittersweet taste. "I'd call it bold."

"Y'know you're the only girl I know to be said 'bold'. Any other demon would hate saying those words. I like that about you."

"Hey, hey. Don't get too attached to me. I'm blowing this popsicle stand soon."

"Again? Don't you always get thrown back by those fucktarded guards?"

"Not into heaven, stupid. I'm going to earth. My body is already ready. I just need some positive energy and maybe some backup."

"Count me in. I don't know how much longer I can stand this place."

"Okay...meet me at my place tomorrow...we'll plan from there."

With that, I got up and left.