Book 1: The Wrong Girl in the Devildom

Late Night Snack Session

Boys only want one thing 'Licia, and you'd be a damned fool to give it to them.

Alicia rolled over and pulled the pillow over her head.

You were just a toy, something to pass the time. Who's gonna want you now, huh?

She tossed the pillow off her face and moved her hands to her face, trying to drown out the noise.

He doesn't love you, he doesn't even like you. Why would he like you? Why would anyone? You're just a used little slut-"

"Stop!" She sat up in bed and covered her face, the voice of her mother ringing out loud and clear. Cheap...Dirty...Used...Worthless...Whore. She sighed and stared at the ceiling. That couldn't have been true, she refused to believe it. She wanted answers, she needed them, but she wasn't going to get them any time soon with Mammon running from her every five seconds.

The pillow covered her face, and she held it there until she couldn't take it anymore.

She rolled out of bed and walked to the kitchen. She quietly looked through the cabinets and grabbed a bag of chips. If she couldn't sleep, at least she could eat. She absently munched on the snacks and reached beneath the sink for the extra bottle of wine Asmo bought her. "This should do the trick."

"Alicia? What are you doing down here?" Beelzebub walked into the kitchen, a brow raised. "It's 3 in the morning."

"Couldn't sleep, so I came down here for a snack. You?"

"Same." Beelz walked to the fridge and pulled out a bowl of custard. "I couldn't sleep either."

"What's wrong?"

"I had a nightmare about Lilith." He stared at the bowl for a moment, trying to think of what to say next. He ended up lifting the bowl slightly and smiled sadly. "Custard makes me feel better...Why can't you sleep?"

"My own mind messing with me." Alicia put her wine down and walked over to the gentle redheaded giant. "I have nothing on a nightmare though. Do you want a hug?"

"I'd appreciate that." He wrapped his arms around her and she rested her head against his chest. The two stood like that for a moment in silence. It felt nice. After a couple of moments, Beelzebub broke the silence.

"Are you fighting with Mammon?"

"I don't know. But this isn't about me right now."

"You're enjoying this hug too...It's also about you." Beelzebub squeezed her for a second and he smiled. "Wanna stay up and eat together? We can go to my room."

"I don't think Belphie wants me in your room." Alicia grabbed the wine bottle and the chips and led him to her room. She grabbed her remote and simply rested against him while they watched TV.

"Lucifer is going to be upset in the morning if we're late for class."

"Lucifer can honestly bite me right now." She grabbed a handful of chips and shoved them in her mouth. "So...Is this your first nightmare about her?"

"No...But it's the first one in a long time." Beelz put his spoon down and sighed. "I just...I can't help-"

"Beelzebub, I told you that wasn't your fault."

"I know you mean well but you weren't there."

"I don't have to be there to know that you weren't at fault. If it was your fault, and you and Belphie were as close to her as you say, he probably wouldn't be your biggest fan. It doesn't seem like anyone here blames you."

"Everyone is trying to let it stay in the past." Silence hung between them and Alicia slowly sipped her wine.

"Beel...I'm going to say something that might be unpleasant, but I want you to hear me out...Okay?"