Lucifer Was thrown out of Heaven. He know rules Hell, or the underworld as some say. His Brothers, Micheal and Gabriel, Still get to stay in heaven as Angels. They payed him visits...At first. Slowly, But surely, thier meetings were farther and fewer between, until they finally stopped. Lucifer was still kind. at first. But as the days turned to weeks turned to decades turned to centuries...Do I need to go on? For the first few decades and, it might have been a century, He stayed nice. Then he started turning cold and hateful. His brothers slowly retreat from him only making it worse. After his brothers finally stopped, He snapped. Causing mayhem, Mischief, lust, anger, just overall sin. Now it's the 21st century. He had Grown horns. His wings had slowly deteriorated until they were no longer there. He grew cold, both literally and figuratively. He is now a picture of evil and hate. But then he meets Judas. And, Maybe, He can return to what he once was. Never question a Devils love.
There is no one in the world who could possibly love me, I know it. I've pretty much resigned to crying under my covers at night as my boyfriend who I adore links hands with my bullies at school and beats me down.
Pretty cliche.
I think.
Sometimes, I lie awake at night, just wishing, begging, praying for an angel to fall in my lap and wave their magic wand, take the pain away. Maybe kill me silently in my sleep, take me to a better place... One where I am not alone, suffering, always suffering, and eternally rejected by the world.
Still, the angels never respond, never reply, never come to my aid..
Will a DEVIL do?
[A/N] Don't read this if you're sensitive to abusive scenes as there is physical and emotional abuse in this story... but have no fear, there are one or two other stories on this site you could read instead.
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