Loved by Demons

Pieces of the Redemption Puzzle

Y/N's P.O.V

With Cherri still snuggling me, I push the hotel's doors open, lingering a split second before walking inside, not saying a word as Vaggie, Charlie, and Angel follow behind me. Unsurprisingly, there's nobody inside besides us, meaning that no thieves came here looking for a place to rob/hide out, but also no other potential candidates for Charlie's redemption program. I'm feeling a bit unsettled and just plain unhappy after being stuck with Velvet and having to endure her violating behavior, so I set Cherri down gently and walk to the front desk, turning around and leaning against it with my arms crossed. Everyone can clearly sense my discomfort and discontent, but only Charlie and Cherri show any visible signs of concern. Well, I guess Vaggie does too, but given how she has trust issues that can be seen from a mile away, I don't think she cares on the same level or at all. The three of them, plus Angel, just kinda linger there until Angel defeatedly says that he wants to go to sleep and be alone, heading up the stairs while Cherri, Charlie, and I glance after him sympathetically, Charlie not knowing the real reason why but still showing she cares anyway. But once he's disappeared upstairs, Cherri walks on over and jumps up on the front desk counter, sitting down with her legs dangling over the the front as she scoots next to me and places a hand on my shoulder. I reach over with my opposite hand and gently rub my thumb over the top of her hand with a bit of affection. Cherri smiles and hugs me from behind, restoring a bit of happiness in me since I secretly love affection. Charlie and her girlfriend are now left standing a couple feet in front of us, watching Cherri and I do what we do.

"Do you wanna talk about what happened?" Charlie hesitantly asks me.

"No" I sigh, keeping my arms crossed and my eyes now pointed towards the ground.

"Why?" Charlies continues to ask, pausing for a minute and looking both scared and sad as she also asks, "Did she....take advantage of you?"

"...Not fully" I answer, lightly shaking my head.

"What do you mean not fully?!" Cherri remarks, getting angry, hopping down from the counter, and getting in front of me, "What did Velvet do to you?!"

"Cherri, please don't be mad at Y/N" Charlie says softly.

"Fuck you! I have a right to be mad at Velvet! Why would I be mad at him?!" Cherri snaps, turning her head towards Charlie as Vaggie develops an angry expression on her face from my girlfriend's hostility at the princess, "I'm even more mad now though because I'm hearing that she did something to my boyfriend here and that I'm standing around here and not running out there and splitting her fucking head open!"

To try and calm her down, I tenderly grab both her hands in mine. It works because Cherri pauses and looks back towards me, her expression softening as she sees my eyes on her. I gently gesture with my head towards the stairs, indicating that I'd like the two of us to talk privately somewhere else, and she nods in acceptance. I then go to the stairs, Cherri grabbing my hand as I begin walking away, and we begin going up, leaving Charlie and Vaggie standing in the hotel lobby in silence.

I keep quiet as Cherri follows me up higher and higher into the hotel, her gaze still locked onto me as I eventually exit the stairs on the top floor. Luckily, there's still doors leading to rooms up here, so I find no issue with trotting over to one on the right wall and going inside, Cherri shutting the door after she enters and locking it. The room is a bit more dingy than the one we're crashing in with Angel, only having one bed, a small window, and a couple nicer looking chairs. Cherri doesn't sit down, though, choosing to continue standing right by me with her worry-filled eye gazing at me.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" The cyclops asks, frowning, her tone a new and unusual kind of caring, "Can you...please talk to me?".

I can hear the uncomfortableness in her voice, like she knows that she rarely ever says that word and doesn't like using it but felt like it was necessary for this situation. Swallowing down my discontent, I nod, sigh, and speak to my girlfriend.