Chapter Four

I was now just hanging out in my room after

cry for about an hour. The guys were all

downstairs with Lucifer. James would come

up and check on me once in awhile along with

the rest of them. I got annoyed so I Just locked

my door causing them to stop checking on me.

So the only reason Godric came back was

to just kill me and take my powers. I almost

started to cry again but I had no tears left. I

decided to get cleaned up and take a shower.

I got off my bed and walked into my closet.

I grabbed a black lose crop top with some

black high waisted jeans. I walked over to my

dresser and also grabbed a black bra along

with undies then a fluffy white towel. I walked

into the bathroom and set my clothes on the

counter then turn the shower on setting it to

lukewarm.

After about half an hour in the shower I got

out and dressed myself then towel dried my

hair. I walked back into my room and saw

my phone blinking which told me I had a

notification. I let out a sigh and walked over

to the bed then picked up my phone. It was a

message from the prick.

Godric: I will find you no matter what. No

one can protect you.

I was now filled with rage. I grabbed the

nearest thing and threw it across the room.. I

heard a satisfying shatter of glass breaking.

Where are all these glass cup coming from?

"What did the glass do to you?" A deep voice

came from the doorway. I jumped a little on

the inside because I remembered my door

was locked. I turned around and looked to see

Lucifer leaning against the doorway with his

arms across his chest.

"How did you get in?" I asked puzzled.

He gave a little smirk. "You're not the only

person who has powers you know."

Right.. You're the Devil. "So what type of

powers do you have?".

"Well I can move objects like you, teleport,

cause natural disasters and more."

I stared at him for a few and my phone

flashed again. I looked at it to see another

message.

Godric: When I find u, i'll take your powers

and kill you in the slowest most painful way

ever. Are u scared because u should be.

Ha! Scared? I am not scared. I am pissed. I

threw the next closest thing that was next to it

which happened to be a plate that one of the

guys had bought up with food for me. I was so

mad to the point of crying but no tears came

out.

I shoved my phone in my back pocket and

walked towards the door where Lucifer

was looking at me. I ignored his stares and

walked downstairs. Some of the guys were on

the lobby couch while the rest of them was

scattered around the house. Once they notice

me, they gave a little nod or smile which I

returned. I walked down to the bar and took

out a bottle of Hennessy and a bottle of Rum.

I turned around only to have the two bottles

snatched out my hand. It was Ethan. He was

dressed in a red plaid shirt with a jean jacket

on top. He switched his silver lip ring to a

black one and had his light brown hair fluffed

up

"What do you think you're doing?" He said

waving the two bottles in his hand.

I shrugged and snatched it out his hand.

"None of your business. Where you off to

dress so fresh?" I asked with a straight face.

He rolled his eyes. "I have a date. Now put

back the bottles."

I copied him and rolled my eyes. "Fine." I said

in defeat and put the bottle on the counter

behind me.

He gave a smile and kissed my forehead. "I'll

be back later tonight and we could talk about

things if you want." He offered as he pulled

away.

I nodded and gave a smile. "Thanks."

"No problem. I'm gonna start heading out

now. Ohh before I forget, some of the guys

went out too and James had to go do some

stuff..and I kind of offered Lucifer a place to

stay." He said quickly before walking away.

My eyes widen. "You what?!" I yelled.

He turned around and rubbed the back of his

head. "Sky he's the only one that can protect

you. Godric is a Demon and Lucifer is like

his master or whatever the f*ck he is." Ethan

tried to reason.

If looks could kill, let me just say Ethan would

have been dead right now. Before I could say

anything, he ran out the door.

"Jerk." I mumbled to myself and turned to

the counter. I grabbed the bottles and headed

back up to my room. Did you really thing I

was going to put back the bottles. Ha! Sucker.

looked in the hall to see Lucifer no longer

standing by my door.

"Thank God." I mumbled to myself. As I got

closer to my door the devil walks out. He looks

at me then the bottles in my hand. "What the

hell are you doing in my room?" I spat.

He tense up for a second and looks back

at me. "What the hell are you doing with 2

bottles of alcohol? Aren't you like 18?"

"That's my business. Not yours." I yelled.

"Your parents must be really proud." He

growled.

My parents... My parents are dead.. I wouldn't

be in this mess if they were alive. I wouldn't be

so hurt or depressed or worried about my life

being at risk. I would be the happiest person. I

wouldn't even drink to be honest. If they were

still alive, we would be having a family movie.

I would still be in the organization and have

my guy but everything would be calmer and

different.

I looked at Lucifer who looked pissed. "You're

right. They would be proud of me." I lied.

I walked closer and pushed him from mny

door. Before he could say anything I slammed

the door and when to the pad next to the

door. They pad can control the whole house.

It can control the electricity, gas, security, and

much more. My favorite is the force field. The

force field blocks out anyone with power. For

example, since Lucifer may pop back in my

room, I just have to turn on the force field

which makes him unable to use his powers to

get into my room. It's like my protective little

bubble. I tap on the force field then on which

room I want it on.

"Force Field on." The voice came out the pad.

I walked to my nightstand and placed the

bottles on it. "F*ck!" I groaned as I realised

I forgot a cup. "Great just great Sky. You

remember the alcohol but not a cup." I said

mentally smacking myself. I walked out my

door and realised Lucifer left. I closed my

door behind me and walked downstairs once

again. The lobby area was now clear. I sighed

in relief and made my way to the bar.

My ringtone came on so I pulled out my phone

then looked at the caller id. It was Cindy (step

mother). I sighed and put the call on speaker

since no one was in the room. All my guys

know that if I have a call on speaker, they are

to walk out with no questions.

"Where are you, you b*tch?" Cindy spat as I

set the phone down on the bar counter.

"In school." I said casualty as I looked for a

cup.

"Skylar! It's 4:30pm. Don't lie to me!" She

yelled.

I rolled my eyes. "Tm studying in the library."

Gosh damn. Where are the cups. Did the guys

really use them all or did I break all of them?

"She's probably whoring around." I heard my

step father yelled in the background.

I heard Cindy scoff. "Stupid slut. Probably has

STD." She laughed.

"F*ck you." I mumbled. Ahh cup. Found you. I

took the cup out the cabinet that was behind

the ice bucket.

"Excuse me?!" My step father yelled through

the phone. I'm guessing I was on speaker on

their side.

I cleared my throat. "I said f*ck you. Did the

alcohol and smoke finally get to your brain or

was it inherited?" I yelled into the phone.

I heard a gasp that must have come from

Cindy. "When you get home, you're gonna

regret saying that." Jeffrey growled through

the phone.

"I'm never coming back home." I admitted.

"You better get your *** home and if you're

not home by 6, I will find you myself." He

stated.

To be honest that kind of scared me a little.

Jeffery was always the most feared person

since he was very abusive and ruthless. "Good

luck with that." I forced myself to sound

tough.

"Just stop whoring around and come home."

Cindy yelled.

"I'm not whoring around you cunt." I stated.

"Your parents must be glad they're dead." She

said and I could hear her smirking.

I stood there in silence looking down at the

phone. Tears were now forming. Everything

always comes back to my parents. They're

dead and somehow someone manages to

bring them up.

"Are you going to cry like the little b*tch you

are?" Jeffrey laughed.

"Shut the f*ck up you dipshit. It should have

been you and Cindy who died. If I had to save

one of you I would just sit there and watch

both of you die." I spat.

"Just wait till we get our hands on you." He

spoke.

"Go f*ck your slut. We both know you and

her got STD." I growled before hanging up. I

let out a sigh as a tear slipped out my eye. I

wiped it away fast with the back of my hand.

I shoved the phone in my pocket and grabbed

the cup. I walked out from behind the counter

and looked up to see Lucifer.

He was staring at me with sadness in his

eyes. Great. He heard everything. Another tear

manage to slip out and I wiped it away fast. I

turned back and walked up the stairs.

I heard footsteps following me. "Skylar wait."

I ignored and ran up then headed to my door.

I was about to enter but he grabbed my hand

and pulled me into his chest. "I'm sorry. I

didn't know." He mumbled.

I pushed him back so I was out of his arms. I

was noW in my room. I was now crying more

than ever. I turned to look at him. "You're the

Devil. You don't give shits about nothing." I

spat through my tears causing him to tense up

then relax.

"Skylar. Just cause I'm the Devil, it doesn't

mean I don't care." He said walking up to me

but I reached the door. He tried to stop me

from closing it but was stopped by an invisible

force field.

He looked at me with confused written on his

face. "It's called a force field. Now f*ck off." I

said closing the door on him.

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