Lucifer short stories

Heartbroken (Part 1)

(Lucifer POV)

The Detective wants to be with Pierce and I know I should be happy for her but I can't help but be a bit jealous. But if that's what she wants and makes her happy it's okay with me. She's texted me a few time wondering why I haven't shown up to work. But I just replied that I wasn't feeling well or that I couldn't come in today. The thing she doesn't know is that I took some time off. I couldn't tell her because she'd ask why I did. I stopped coming in cause I couldn't see her with Pierce. Plus if she had him on the cases why did she need me anymore. I haven't left my penthouse in I don't know how long but I haven't been eating really anything just been drinking and doing some drugs here and there. Maze has been checking up on me and shes worried about me for once. "Lucifer your gonna end up killing yourself. You look like shit. You evidently aren't eating enough". I just looked down at my drink. "Lucifer fucking look at me. You aren't well. You need to start taking care of yourself". I couldn't deal with this right now. I got up and started walking to my bedroom. "Lucifer don't walk away from me". "I'm not dealing with you right now". Before I could reach my bedroom I felt her push me. I ended up falling to the floor. "You can't even stop yourself from falling". I slowly got up and walked up to her. "Just mind your own fucking business and get out if I wanna live this way let me". I walked into my bedroom hearing her scoff and then the elevator dinging. I crawled into my bed with a bottle of whiskey and downed a whole bunch of ibuprofen. They don't have to much of an effect on me but they do help with the headaches I do get once and a while. I chug the whiskey and the the darkness take me. 

(Chloe POV)

After I've been hanging out with Pierce I realized he might not be the man for me. I don't know why but after Lucifer hasn't been around I miss him. He always text me that he isn't feeling well or that he can't come into today which is really not like him. I decided to ask Pierce if he knew why Lucifer wasn't coming into work anymore. The real reason he isn't. As I walk into his office he stares at me. "Chloe what bring you by". "I was just wondering if you knew why Lucifer hasn't been showing up". "He came by not too long ago he decided he was taking a break for awhile". "Oh". "He'll be back Chloe just give him time". I nodded and walked back out where I ran into Maze. "What the hell did you do this time Decker". "What do you mean"? I notice everyone staring so I take her into another room. "I mean what did you do to Lucifer". "I didn't do nothing he just became distant. He hasn't been coming to work cause Pierce said he wanted a break". "Well you had to do something he looks like fucking shit". "What do you mean by that". "Why don't you go find out for yourself since this is most likely your doing". She storms out and I wonder what she meant by Lucifer looked like shit. I know he hasn't been his best or looked his best before. This time couldn't be any different. Could it. For the rest of the day I couldn't get it off my mind so I thought maybe I should try calling him first before I over react. It went straight to voicemail. I waited a bit before deciding that I should just go see him. Once I arrived I had this feeling that something was wrong. When the elevator doors open I found bottles of some type of Alcohol scattered around his penthouse. Most of them empty. I couldn't find Lucifer anywhere at first until I found him asleep in his bed. He had some glass on his floor which i'm guessing is from another bottle of his that he dropped. He was facing away from me so I walked around his bed to get a better view. Once I could see his face it looked bad. He looked really pale and his cheeks were sunken in. The main thing I noticed was a little bloody puddle that laid on his bed. It looked fresh. When I looked at him I couldn't see anything that indicated that he had injured himself. He looked out of it as well. I slowly peeled the blanket down to see if I could find anything that would lead me to an answer on why there's blood but the next thing I notice is how skinny he is. He use to be so strong and muscular. Now he's starting to show his rib cage. What could drive him to do this to himself. I put the blanket back over him but as I did that he stirred and started to wake up. I saw him open his eyes and when he saw me he looked kinda shocked. I could tell he was groggy still. "What are you doing here". I heard him whisper. "I got worried after you didn't return my call. Plus Maze told me you weren't doing so well". "I assure you i'm fine". He turns over away from me. "You can go now". "Lucifer you aren't well. I can tell from just looking at you that you evidently aren't taking care of yourself". "You shouldn't care what happens to me Detective just worry yourself". "Lucifer I'm not leaving you here like this. Especially after I found blood on your bed. Are you bleeding somewhere I should know about". After I said that he stayed quiet. I wondered what he was thinking at this moment. But we stayed silent for at least 5 minutes. I don't want to push him but this can't go on. He's gonna end up dead if I don't do something. "Lucifer your gonna die if you don't let someone help you". He didn't respond still. I was about to give up when I hear muffled sobs come from him. I never thought he would ever cry. He was usually so strong and didn't wanna show weakness.  "Lucifer what made you do this to yourself". He still didn't answer. After a bit he sat up and put his legs off the bed. I got up and sat next to him. He looked worse when he sat up. He was just looking down. I grabbed his hand. "I'm here for you Lucifer always will be no matter what". He smiles at me then starts getting in coughing fit. I rub his back until I notice that there's blood in his hand. That's when I realize the blood in the bed is from him coughing. He's coughing up blood. I go and grab him a handkerchief. He grabs it from me and cough's for around 2 minutes before he stops. The handkerchief has a big red stain on it which makes me worry that I'm too late to help him here. Maybe he needs a hospital. "Lucifer I think you should go to a hospital". He slowly shakes his head. "No hospitals". "Lucifer your coughing up blood. I don't know how to help you with that". He gets up almost losing his balance in the process. "I think it's best you leave". He walks over to his bar grabs a bottle of whiskey and then takes a seat. I go over to him and push the whiskey away where he can't reach it. "No". He glares at me. Then gets in another coughing fit. It looks worse than the last. I go to rub his back again when I notice he's clutching hit chest and wheezing like he can't get air in. "Lucifer". He puts his head on the counter still clutching his chest. I pulled out my phone and called an ambulance. I couldn't take this anymore. Lucifer was dying right in front of me and I could do nothing to help. He kept wheezing until he lifted his head and tried desperately to draw in air. I could hear the ambulance coming. "Lucifer the ambulance is almost here hold on". I looked out the window and saw the ambulance I was relieved. After about 5 minutes the paramedics got up here and got him on a stretcher. As they were carrying him out they asked if I was family. I was gonna say no but when I saw him with the energy he had he reached out to me. "Yes". I climbed in and when we were almost to the hospital he flat-lined. They wheeled him inside the ER. I just hope that he pulls threw. 

(I'm not proud of this I think it's cringe but if you enjoyed I am making one more part. I also am taking requests right now so feel free to comment something you'd like to see)