Raylen and Lucifer book 1: "life set on hard"

chapter 2

Raylen cried for help in her sleep. Lucifer runs over and holds her to help her out, but she's trying to fight him to death and Lucifer ends up picking her up and throwing her outside. She wakes up to see cars pass by. Scared, she walks back to him, looking down. 

"Lucifer, what's wrong with you?!"

"Nothing, you?"

"I had - nothing. I'm going back to bed.:

"Okay...I'm sorry."

Lucifer was a music demon who could sing and dance greatly, while Raylen was a fallen angel, whose wings were striped off their abilities, are still unknown.

Lucifer went back to play his games. He was having fun, but every five minutes he would look at Raylen sleeping.

"Hey Raylen, let's drink!" 

"Sure, music man."

"Music demon!" He walks over into the kitchen and grabs two bottles of really strong wine. They drink for hours and at midnight they both went to bed.

*In Raylen's Dream*

"Help, help, I'm alone and cold." Music notes appear and fly past her. "Wait, wait, help me!"

Lucifer appeared behind her. 

"You need help. You need true love, true love." His voice fades out. Raylen wakes up to see Lucifer singing. Well, not really singing, but musical notes come out of his mouth. It's like snoring for him.

"Wake up, Lucy! Wake up!"

Lucifer wakes slowly. "Yes? What is it?"

"I had a dream....My dream, it told me that i should find true love."

He laughed. "You can't stay with a man for more then two days."

"I can too! It's just I don't really love anyone."

"Suuuure." Lucifer falls back asleep. Raylen lays there for a while, then soon falls asleep.

MONDAY!!

Lucifer worked at a very weird CEO, so yeah, he's at work and Raylen's at home, still reading a book about love.

"I hate how its so easy for them to love each other!" Raylen throws the book at the bathroom door, "Ahhhhhhh! I'm bored." She getsoff of the sofa then gets dressed, messing with her hair and goes out to Target.

"Okay...We need milk, eggs, bacon, pillows, and may be some socks." Raylen goes into the store to look for her listed items. She takes a while, but finds them all. As she's about to walk out of the store she sees a man, alone, with a faded beard*. He was wearing glasses and had silk hair.

She walks over to him, "Hello, you look cute. Maybe we should go out?"

The man, shocked, but happy.

"Sure. What's your name, though?"

"Raylen, what's yours?"

"Gyolist." He writes his phone number on a napkin. "Here, call me sometime."  

"Thanks. Well, bye, I guess..."