Heaven & Hell 2

Chapter 2: Hell

She thinks it started somewhere the early morning after, like their routine stated, he had left her on her own until later that night when no one would stop either of them at the gates or on the way to her living space (it could hardly be called a home).

And although she never really thought her small friendships with a few of the male angels would ever become a problem- and it hadn’t been until he brought it up- she couldn’t help but notice how pissed off he seemed to be…

“I don’t honestly understand why you hang around with them.” He had started, and it was right then she should’ve realized something was up. At the time she just thought he was trying to make light conversation while she finished bathing.

“I don’t expect you to. They’re angels and you’re…well..you’re you.” She’d smiled lightly, watching a deep scowl appear on his face. Maybe if she’d added a laugh, he wouldn’t have taken it so harshly.

“What exactly is that supposed to mean?” She felt herself shudder as his voice dropped to a low, dangerous growl. Just thinking about how deep those vibrations sounded and how it would feel- “Roslyn.” His tone was sharp and a frown pulled at her face, almost turning her facial features into some sort of pouty look.

“It’s just, you’re a demon and- in case you don’t remember- angels and demons aren’t supposed to get along. Technically speaking, you’re not even supposed to like me on any level..” Her words came out mumbled and hesitant, her eyes flickering over to her lover’s moving form as he approached the edge of her bath.

Once he had situated himself on the water free edge she, out of sheer habit, reached up to gently run her hands through his scraggly mop of hair, the clean water from her bath cascading down her arm and dripping into the collected water.

“Jesus fucking christ!” He bellowed, jumping from his spot near the bath and holding the right side of his face in pain.

She’d forgotten..

“Oh my god, Lui..! I’m sorry I didn’t-” The blonde stood from her bath, hurrying to get out and dry herself of the cleansed water.

“No,” He spat through his teeth, growling in pain after, “You just proved your point, congratu-fucking-lations, angel.”

That was the first time he’d walked out on her…

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She’s sure he has someone watching her again- just to come across as an ass to his so called “friends”.

Though, unlike last time, it seems to her that he’s made sure that she won’t be able to bribe her way out of the current situation; she noticed he had added a gag and thick blindfold in addition to the ropes which were already restricting the movement of her arms and legs.

First, he’d abducted her in daylight- which, if he’d been caught would’ve resulted in his death, I might add- and now this.

She’s also about eighty percent sure with the way her light, normally airy dress is clinging to her already somewhat hot, sweating body that he’s turned up the heating in the already almost scalding hot room, just for her “enjoyment”.

Breathing deeply through her nose, she sucks in the smells of ash and blood, shuddering slightly and then smirking as her “watcher” growls appreciatively. Demons really are so easy to rile up, aren’t they?

“I see you’re already trying to get out…” She shivers again- despite the heat- as his voice runs through the air. “What’s wrong, angel? Is my place not good and pure enough for you?” His voice, which was originally sarcastic, slowly degraded to a harsh, venom which spilled over her ears and sank deep in her stomach.

He still wasn’t over it…

She shivers again, trying desperately to not curve her lips into her signature coy smirk that he normally loves.

“You think this is funny?” He growls in her ear, yanking back on her hair and listening to her muffled gasp of pain.