" huh? Is that a bad thing?"
Damien received a vicious look from the prince. He chuckled
" alright I'm sorry, I just didn't realize you were the sentimental type"
" Am not!"
" aren't you? Then why do you care so much about what happened to this human girl? "
" I don't."
" Eric.."
" I'm not with neither do I want a weakness. I know the heavens grant every male in the Lucifer lineage a soulmate as a form of a weak point. So far everyone has found a way of handling it, I just don't want to do what my father expects from me. I have never cared about humans before so I don't understand why I am hesitating to just kill that puny creature already"
" Geez, I've never heard you talk this much before. But if you don't want to use this girl as your father says, why not just marry her and bring her here?"
" Lucifer will never agree. He See's the soulmate bond as a weak point. Plus, I did try to kill her so do you think she will just agree to marry me? "
Damien pondered on his words. Yeah, your probably right. How about you go see her and get to know her better? "
" why the hell would I do that? "
Damien stared at him in confusion " didn't you say you were in love with her? "
" what's love? Is it some kind of wine I can give her?"
Damien sighed. He should have known what kind of person the devil prince was. A person who was raised since the beginning in a cold palace with no contact with the outside world said only on cruelty and pain. How was he ever expected to Know What Love was?
Even though they were demons and did nothing but cause havoc in the world. But surely there was a place for love
Even the cruelest of people loved. Not king Lucifer
" let's go to the library "
" I don't want to go to such a useless place," the prince said with a disgusted face
Damien smiled patiently at his friend " it'll be worth it" he assured
* * *
It was a Tuesday the next day
She woke up early since you hadn't even gotten that much sleep, to begin with. Angy
took her time in preparing herself for the day
Both her parents had just woken up and although they had been surprised to see her awake so early, they had gone on with their morning routine as usual
Even now as she was in the shower, Angy didn't feel like her usual self
Maybe it was because of the event (which she dare not mention) of yesterday. She told herself it was completely normal to feel so solemn about such crazy things happening, but the thing was, Angy wasn't feeling frightened and that was what bothered her most.
Maybe she should see a therapist. Or even a psychiatrist
Nonsense. All of it was nonsense!
Was she going crazy? Was everything she saw just her mind playing tricks on her? Nothing makes sense anymore!
" Angela? Honey are you still in the showers?" her mother's voice called from downstairs
" I'm coming out now, Mum "
" better, you have a school you know young lady"
She sighed turning off the shower. Angy start out of the glass shower stall grabbing two towels from the towel rack
She had one around her chest and the other she used to dry her dripping black locks. Angy made to walk out of her bathroom when something shiny caught her eyes by the bathroom mirror
It was the rosary her grandmother had given her. It seems she forgot all about it the last time she took a shower. She held the rosary between her finger in observation
" I wonder, if I had taken you with me, maybe I wouldn't have had an encounter with the devil"
" I doubt that"
" And how would you.." She paused
That voice was.
The last time she checked, there was no one else in the bathroom with her. She spun around on her feet so fast her vision momentarily blurred
She was met with a pair of familiar crimson eyes
" that thing in your hands wouldn't have stopped me from killing me if I wanted to"
Angy felt her breath seize. Her vision blackened as she felt her body make contact with the cold tiled floor