2. Love and Light

SABRINA 

 "How long have you been in here Sharon?"I asked bewildered upon entering my apartment and meeting my best friend sitting comfortably on my sofa and munching on a box of donuts.

  She licked the crumbs on her lips in one slick movement of her tongue and grins at me.

"I came and met the doors locked so I just used your spare key"she chirped, stuffing a donut into her mouth.

  I let out a gruff sigh and pulled off my shoes, dropping it on the shoe rack shelf placed by the side of the door. Typical sharon.

"Where have you been?"She asked with questionable brows, handing me a donut as I sat back on the sofa.

  Flopping my head backwards, I took a huge bite out of the donut, munching it and letting out a satisfactory groan as the sweet flavours hit my tastebuds.

"I went to see my mum"I replied in between my munching.

  Sharon perched closer to me. 

Placing a hand on my shoulder, she proceeds to inquire about my mum, "How is she?"

"The same"I simple stated.

I'm sure Sharon knew fully well what I meant.

"She is still talking about the Demon shit?"She reluctantly asked.

"Ofcourse yes"I shot back, facing Sharon with my raised eyebrows hinting anger.

"I don't know what the hell is her problem. Everytime demon this, demon that, kings this, kings that, fate, ritual, God!"a deep, frustrated groan pushed past my parted lips.

I was honestly fed up with her incessant fairtytales.

  What was more annoying was the fact that she was trying to force it on me and literally everyone around me.

"Calm down Sabrina"sharon motioned with her hands rubbing on my thighs.

"Why the hell should I calm down?"I furiously asked, taking my hair into my hands.

"Does my mother calm down with her make believe stories?"I rhetorically asked.

"Sharon the woman said I'm fated to the two demons kings of the most powerful demon realm called Ashrea. Like what the hell! Not even one but two??? Am I a polygamist?"a bitter complain rumbled from my mouth.

"Calm down ok. I think your mother needs some kind of medical assistance"sharon suggested.

I gave a slow dip of my head."She really does. I told her I'll get her an appointment with psychiatrist but she flared up as usual. I wish she can just see that I'm doing all these for her own good"I concurred.

Sharon pinched the bridge of my nose lovingly. "She will ok. Your mum will be alright"she reassured me.

I gave her a wild smile that got her laughing. That was one main reason I loved Sharon.

She was always so positive.

She never for once gave up in any of her endeavours. She was never deterred by the challenges of life.

  She grew up in a broken home with an abusing mother and drunken father. Having to cater for her two younger siblings alone, even when their parents were still fully alive just showed how strong and resilient she was.

She and my fiancè were my backbone. I knew I could always depend on them for anything. And to actually think my mum feels they are both bad influence on me.

Crap.

I wondered who then carried the good influence that was acceptable in her shallow mind.

  The only thing she was ever concerned with was in her dreamy tale of me and my supposedly demon kings.

Just the thought of it got my fist balling up.

The hell.

What sort of a weird drama did she watch that is stuck on replay in her mind?

"You know if not that I knew your mother, I would have started thinking that she was into the illuminati seeing how she always fantasizes about demon kings and mythical places" Sharon teasingly said which earned her a lighthearted laugh from me.

"Very true"I agreed laughing midly.

"You will be just fine my love. Have you spoken to Henry?"

I nodded with beaming smiles.

"See how cute you look whenever someone mentions Henry"she playfully nudged at my shoulder with brows hinting up and down.

"Stop..."I tittered, using a hand to cover my face and hide my already pink and red splashed cheeks.

"I'll be meeting him soon though" I announce.

"What time?"

"By seven dear"i replied, standing from the sofa.

I yawned and stretched my hands lazily.

Walking towards my room, I call out to Sharon,"please look after the house while I'm gone ok. I just want to freshen up and handle some office duties before heading to his place"

She gave me a thumbs up and swiped the remote from the vanity table placed in front of her.

  I walked into my room with a satisfied smile on my lips.

* * * * * * * * *

"More ketchup my good man" I cheekily winked at Henry.

He held up the ketchup and sprinkled some into my bowl of fries.

"Sure my good lady" he cooly replied before his lips trailed kisses over my cheeks which got a butterfly havoc spranging within me.

Henry was the love of my life. 

Infact he was the perfect guy for me. He was morally upright, he was responsible, had a good job, respectful to a woman, helpful, kind...he was like the perfect man for every sensible girl out there.

 He had the behaviour and the looks too. 

  With high cheekbones and a perfect round honey coloured eyes that I could get lost in accompanied by his 

shoulder length auburn hair that fitted his features perfectly and a line that drew in his face whenever he smiled which made it look like dimples; Henry was boyishly cute.

  His beautiful lips carried a a mesmerising shade of light pink hues which initially got me attracted me to him.

Call me a creep but his lips were too die for.

"Why is my sweetheart staring at me like that?"he asked wrapping his hands around my shoulder and hauling me into his warm self.

I tilted my head back and forth, relishing the feel of his warm embrace.

"Because you are very handsome and I love you"I sweetly replied, placing a peck on his cheeks.

He let out a deep chuckle before locking his lips with mine.

I could taste the spicy ketchup in his tongue. Our lips moved in sync as Henry slowly but greedily devoured my mouth, wanting to taste every single part of it.

  I parted my lips more giving him the entrace he well deserved.

Fisting his one hand into my hair, he tilted my head one side to gain full control of my lips.

Our kiss deepened and an unrestrained moan slipped past my lips and into our kiss.

My moan didn't seem to go unnoticed as it attracted a guttural groan from Henry.

  His other hand trailed to my thighs, gripping on to it and in a swift motion, he had me placed on top him   with our make out becoming fervent, burning and hot.

His hands eagerly wandered into every part of my body. From gripping on to my thighs to holding down my waist before his hand would begin running up and down my spine.

  I kneaded my hands into his scalp, feeling his soft auburn hairs under the touch of my finger pads as we hungrily fed on each other's lips.

"Babe" Henry was the first to pull out.

I gave him longing eyes and he smiled at me.

"If we keep on kissing like this, we might just loose control and fuck each other"

"Then let's do it" I sounded desperately.

No other guy was worthy of being my first other than Henry.

He was every thing I needed in a man. I wouldn't dream of giving any other guy the chance to fuck me apart from Henry.

"No babe. After our wedding ok. I want to have you as my wife"

Oh Lord!

Like I said, he was very morally upright sometimes to a fault.

It amused and irked me.

I nodded reluctantly and hugged him. 

"How is your mum babe?"

"Still the same Henry. I'm thinking of actaully taking her to see a psychiatrist" I replied.

His hands rubbed my back soothingly as if releasing all my worries.

"It hasn't gotten to that stage hun"

"Oh yes it has" I replied almost immediately. I pulled out from our hug and faced Henry.

"It has gotten to that stage Henry. This woman might run mad one day if we don't treat her now"

"And you think the psychiatrist is the best option?"he hiked a brow at me.

"Ofcourse. I've tried my best to make her understand that this demon fantasy in her head is doing her more harm than good. It isn't even doing her any good but she is proving so adamant. She is the only one I have. I can't bear to loose her" I sighed pushing off some strands of Henry's hair off his face to get a better view of his face.

"I don't know about this plan but I do want your mum to be healed of this her you know falacies so I'll stand by you in every step of the way"

I gazed at his beautiful face.

This man was truly everything I wanted. I am literally so glad we are getting married in the following month. I care less if my mum accepts our union or not.

I accepted it, he accepted it and it was more than enough for both of us.

Demon kings my foot.