Medicade Stories

I was born in the pits of hell, out of the fiery depths of Lucifer's wrath. Yeah, he was my dad. I hated him with all of my demonic nature, but I guess that was what us demons considered love. One day, he sent me out into the world, and then I get hooked on the mundane's thing called drugs because of one boy. One boy with blue eyes and fair hair that was golden. Who was this boy and how deep was my addiction?