I was aware that I was resting on a very soft bed. I was also aware it wasn't mine. I opened my silvery grey eyes and looked around, memories of last night bubbling to the forefront of my mind. I slowly looked around the room, admiring the decorations adorning the walls. Nick walked into the room, smirking slightly when he saw me awake.
"Nick, where am I? I'm not at my house nor your house." Almost imediatly the humor vanished from his face.
"You still go on talking to me as if I were your precious Nick. I will repeat myself once more and that is all. I am Lucifer, the Morning Star." He walked over ot me and examined my person. I felt complied to argue, what he was saying was impossible, angels were a work of fiction, not reality. I bit my lip in hopes to staunch the bubbling replies.
"You may be Lucifer, but as long as you're in that form you known to me as Nick." the words escaped from my lips before I knew what I was saying. My eyes widened and I looked from Nick to my hands.
Nick let out a tense laugh, an evil sounding laugh. "You got guts mortal, not many would speak to me in such a manner." A nervous smile threatened to break out across my face. I shivered as the fear I had just begun to feel at the house swirled like an inky cloud, dulling all other emotions. "Yet you are frightened, by what? I'm not going to hurt you."
I almost, almost fell for it, the timbre of his voice lulling me, driving the fear back. But at the next words he uttered, my Fight or flight instincts kicked in. "Yet." My body twitched as I formed escape plan after escape plan. My eyes darted around the room, searching for weapons to use against Nick if it came to that. Nick tsked and turned to the decorations.
"If you're going to hurt me do it. I'm not afraid of a bully." Came my bold reply. Fear was still there, rearing its ugly head, objecting to the bravery roaring in teh opposite corner.
"But I am much more worse than a bully." Nick came closer, almost tenderly placing his fingertips on my cheek. "I can make you face your worst nightmares, feel an unspeakable pain, I can stop your heart only to start it again."
Pain bubbled in every molecule of my being. the feeling of knives stabbing, fire burning, water drowning, my body freezing as if on Mount Everest. My mouth formed a silent scream as my nightmares played in my mind. All my deepest fears dredged up and shoved in my face, all my horrible memories unchained and left to torment me. Tears ran down my pale cheeks as the images and feeling kept coming forward.
It all ceased as he took his hand off my cheek. I scooted as far away from him as I could on the bed, hoping that everything I just endured I could lock away in my mind. "Do you still think that I am the Nick you care for?" the calm voice asked.
My watery eyes found his collected ones and the answered lay before him. "I only hope that he is in there somewhere, begging you to stop." A small, evil smirk lit up on Nick's face, he paraded around to the side of the the bed I had fled to. He sat gently on the bed, just watching me.
"You are a very curious mortal aren't you Alyssa? You are so very frightened of me, yet you won't admit it. You stand up and fight back. I could use a girl like you."
"No."
The calm smile that crept upon his face told me that I had either made the best decision or the worst decision, and I was guessing the latter one. "You don't know what you're turning down, giving up." He said, trying to plant a seed of doubt. It was working. I turned and look him straight in the eye.
"I will not agree to anything...not until I feel comfortable around you." Yeah cause totally gonna happen, get comfortable with Lucifer, the exiled angel who wants to murder every living human on this earth. Why the hell did I have to investigate, why me?