Today is the happiest day of my afterlife. I asked Angel to marry me and he agreed. I felt like I was the luckiest man in all of Hell. We all worked together and cleaned everything up before joining Blitzo and his team downstairs in the lobby. Blitzo approached the bar with his team and a few other demons that were interested in checking into the hotel.
Due to him and his team's experience in working in a Self-Employed business, I knew that their experience would play a vital role in helping us to run the hotel tonight. Of course, I paid them handsomely from the money I made as an overlord that owned the largest casino in all of Pentagram city. We stepped out of the elevator and walked out into the lobby where Blitzo and his team stood. "So, how'd it go," he asked as the rest of us walked over and sat down at the bar. I smiled holding Angel's hand up and showing him the back of his hand.
He walked up to get a closer look and exchanged a halfhearted smile, "that— that's great. Real great. I'm a— I'm happy for you—" he said trailing off. His smile fading into a look of pain and sorrow. I raised an eyebrow at him, "hey man, you good?"
He looked up at me for a moment, "oh yeah, I'm good sorry. I'm—I'm good," he said wiping a tear from his eye. Angel and I looked at one another feeling very concerned for the little imp demon. Angel opens up his gold purse and hands him Dr. Frankenstein and Gracie's business cards, "look, I'm not sure what you're going through but, just know that you're not alone, okay? If you ever want to talk to someone, you can talk to any one of us here at the hotel and if for shits and giggles you wanted to do more that, take these business cards.
They're licensed professionals and they offer their services for free to all hellborns." He looked up at Angel and took the cards and gave a small smile and nodded. While he didn't say anything, you could tell from the expression on his face that he was truly grateful for the kind gesture, yet almost shocked by it at the same time. The air grew tense with an awkward silence until Blitzo finally speaks up, "so, which one of you is Dr. Frankenstein and which one of you is Gracie?" I went up to him and pointed to a couple of demons sitting at the bar, "Dr. Frankenstein is the wolf demon dressed in a suit and Gracie is the demon sitting next to her with snake hair."
He nodded his head and walked over to the bar and sat down next to Gracie. Angel and I looked over at each other and smiled. In that moment I knew that he was thinking the same exact thing that I was thinking. 'I hope he seeks them out and gets the help that he needs.' I lifted Angel's hand to my lips and kissed the back of it.
He smiled and we walked over to the bar. He sat down at the bar stool and I poured a glass of wine for my fiancée. Then I proceeded to make drinks for everyone else who was sitting at the bar. We were all together celebrating our engagement among our small network of friends who have become more like family to me than friends. Everything was great until another cat demon walked up to the bar.
He ordered some whiskey and I went to pour him a glass but then he got sassy and snatched the bottle from my hand, "I meant the whole bottle, jackass!!" I muttered a few swears under my breath in another language. What I didn't know was that he understood every word. "What did you just call me, motherfucker?!" Everyone turned their head and looked over at us to see what the commotion was about.
Ordinarily I would have just beat the living shit out of him and tossed his ass out of the hotel but something felt... off. I began to get this all too familiar sick feeling in my stomach. There was something about this guy that felt familiar. It felt like I knew him from somewhere but I couldn't put my finger on it. Angel looked over to him and defended me, "hey what the fuck is your problem, man?"
He turned his head and sneered at Angel before taking a sip from his bottle, "go fuck yourself." As soon as he said those words, my heart began to sink. 'No, no, no it couldn't be.' "Who in the hell are you anyways," I asked him gritting through my teeth. He turned to face me, "the fuck's it to ya anyways."
Running out of patience with the dickhead in front of me I grabbed him by his shirt from across the bar, "stop with the fucking games and tell me your fucking name you son of bitch!" He rolled his eyes at me, "Demetrius". I growled in annoyance and pulled him off the ground and shook him bringing him closer to me, "I mean your human name, asshole!" He rolled his eyes clearly not understanding the purpose of everything that was happening.
"My name was Daniel. Daniel Huskerton but usually I just went by, 'JR.' The fuck does it matter anyways?" I immediately dropped the ginger cat demon to the floor and completely went pale. It felt like everything was spinning and I felt like my heart was going to explode as it pounded through my chest. Everyone that knew me at the hotel looked at me with their jaws dropped to the floor. Feeling overwhelmed with panic I left the bar and ran out the main door with Angel running after me.
I get outside and am panting right before I threw up into a nearby bush. Afterwards I'm still hyperventilating, "Husky!! Oh my Lucifer are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost." I wiped my tears from my eyes with the back of my hand as Angel wrapped his arms around me.
"That—that ginger calico cat demon, he's—" I stammered with my voice cracking. "He's my son!"