Lucifer

　　I went back downstairs after ending a call. Blair had walked out of the room,


　　Giving me privacy.

　　Sighing deeply, I ran a hand through my hair and walked past everyone, going to the kitchen.

　　My eyes landed on Jordan.


　　I immediately felt something go off inside of me and I tried to hold myself back from killing him.

　　He sat on the couch, next to Blair. His arm was thrown around her shoulders and he laughed at something she said.


　　My mind became hazy and I cut off all of my emotions and thoughts.

　　I walked into the kitchen and out the back door quietly, hoping nobody followed me.

　　Outside was dark and cold, the setting matched my mood perfectly.

　　I walked down to the Lake and sat on a chair I had them place there.

　　Leaning back, I stared up at the sky.

　　I massaged my temple, sighing as I felt someone approaching.

　　I knew who it was, just by listening to the sound of her footsteps.

　　She always walked in perfect timing with her heartbeat, something she doesn't realize that she does.

　　I felt her stand behind me, then she placed her hands on my shoulders and I closed my eyes.

　　Control, Lucifer.

　　Do not lose it.

　　"Hey." She said, stepping closer as her arms looped around my neck.

　　"Hm." I answered shortly and emotionlessly.

　　I heard her sigh, then she walked infront of me and sat at the edge of the water.

　　I looked back up at the stars, losing myself in my own thoughts.

　　"I wish you would let me in." She said softly, so quietly I almost didn't hear her.

　　I knew what she was talking about, only a foolish person wouldn't.

　　"He made Matteo hurt you." I told her, tilting my head back down and watching as she stood up quickly.

　　"What?" She asked. A shocked look was planted on her face. "How?" She walked closer.

　　"Matteo said so himself." I massaged my temple, eyeing her closely.

　　Her scent lingered in the wind, a sign of assurance that she was close.

　　The moonlight shone down on her face, illuminating every beautiful feature.

　　"No..." She replied, shaking her head.

　　"Would I lie to you?" I asked nonchalantly, rolling my eyes.

　　Her eyes looked at mine, searching for something within my soul.

　　But then her eyes softened as realization hit her.

　　You could never find anything in my eyes.

　　"No." She answered quietly, still sounding shocked.

　　"Come here." I said, patting my lap.

　　She looked at me, debating perhaps, before she walked over and sat.

　　She adjusted herself, leaning her head on my shoulder.

　　I wrapped my arm around her, leaving a kiss on her neck and she instantly shivered.

　　Her skin smelt like Vanilla, a scent I've gotten accustomed to.

　　"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked softly, turning slightly to look at me.

　　"You'd think I was crazy." I told her, leaning back.

　　She was quiet for a while, before she placed her head against my chest.

　　I knew what she was doing, but I let her do it anyway.

　　She stayed like that for a while before looking up at me with her pretty eyes.

　　"I want to know." She said and I sighed deeply.

　　"Not tonight, Blair." I responded, trying to stay calm.

　　For her.

　　"Please." She begged and I felt my jaw tick.

　　I got up, taking her with me.

　　Carrying her back into the house, I left her in the kithen and went upstairs.

　　Control, Lucifer. Control.

　　My mind repeated to itself as I walked into the bedroom and went straight into the bathroom.

　　I stripped before getting in and turning the water on.

　　The icy cold water felt like nothing against my skin. If anything, it burned.

　　I punched the wall angrily, hating that I couldn't do something as simple as contain my anger,

　　The only emotion I seem to show.

　　I stood under the running water for more than an hour before getting out.

　　My mind had shut down and I was now blank.

　　I walked into the bedroom with a towel hanging lowly around torso.

　　Opening the bathroom door, I was met by Blair's thoughtful face.

　　She was laying on the bed with her head on the pillow.

　　She looked like she was thinking hard on something before she noticed me.

　　Her eyes went wide and I rolled my eyes, walking through the room and going into the closet.

　　I have clothes here already, considering that it's my house.

　　When I walked back out, her eyes were closed and she had a frown on her face.

　　"I'm sorry." She said and something pricked my heart.

　　She removed her hand slightly, just as I dropped my towel.

　　A shriek left her lips and she slapped her hand over her eyes.

　　I got dressed, all the while staring at her.

　　When I was done, I walked over and laid on the bed next to her.

　　I kept my distance. But she had other plans.

　　She rolled over and rested her head on my chest. I smiled slightly and my heart ached.

　　It felt like a knife cutting and stabbing at my heart,

　　And only I knew why.

　　I sighed and kissed her head, feeling my heartbeat get slower.

　　"It's doing it again." She said quietly, propping her arms up so that she was looking at me.

　　"I know." I told her, closing my eyes.

　　When I opened them, she was still staring at me.

　　I raised an eyebrow at her and she just kept looking at me.

　　My eyes dropped to her lips. They were red, Showing that she had been biting them.

　　Rolling my eyes, I grabbed her and flipped us swiftly, ending up on top of her.

　　I placed my hands on the sides of her head, holding my body weight up.

　　My knee rested just between her legs and she looked up at me with innocent eyes.

　　I stared into her eyes and leaned down slowly, leaving a trail of kisses up her neck.

　　She moaned softly, almost making me lose the little self-control I had.

　　My hand wandered under the thin fabric of her shirt. But I didn't go any further.

　　I held her bare waist, still holding myself up with my other hand.

　　To my suprise, her legs wrapped around my waist and I couldn't help but smirk.

　　I bit down on her neck and her hands flew up and locked around my neck, pulling me closer to her.

　　Her skin felt smooth and soft, just as I expected.

　　I kissed her jaw and then my lips hovered over hers.

　　I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine.

　　Her hands were buried within my hair and our breaths mingled.

　　Leaning down some more, my lips brushed against hers.

　　"If I don't stop now, I don't think I'll ever be able to control myself." I told her, leaning back.