I always waited until I was home to do any teleporting to avoid suspicion, and it was fairly late at night by the time that I got back from work to visit Abby after my surprise visit from Bradley’s mother Danielle. I know for a fact that that woman was going to talk to others as soon as she left my office, and I figured that she would either go to Abby’s house to check on her or to any of the other three men’s houses who were in the supposed car accident that I made up.
I got cleaned up and was just about ready to head over to Abby’s when there was a knock on my front door. As I approached, I noticed that it had begun to hail again, which seemed to happen when Abby was upset and sobbing uncontrollably.
I opened the door quickly to find Abby and her mom, Marilynn, with a death grip on her daughter’s arm, standing out in the hail. Abby was drenched in water and sobbing, but Marilynn had no reaction to the weather
Damien was taking such good care of me and he was being so gentle and kind, it was everything that I needed at the moment. Damien found me a shirt to wear for bed and some sweatpants, I had to pull the drawstring for them to fit me snug.I still couldn’t believe that my mom kicked me out, and then she literally shoved me into Damien’s arms. You hear about kids who are estranged from their parents and think it’s too bad but other than that you don’t think too much about it – like why they are estranged and how everything between them went down.My story goes something like this: Girl falls in love with a demon and becomes a demon to be with him, only to find out that her mother is secretly a healing angel who was grooming her to be a similar angel to put mankind on the right path for eternal wellness. When angel-mother finds out about her angel-blooded demon-daughter, she disowns her and throws her into the hands
After I knew that Abby was asleep, I focused on her mother to try to tap into her subconscious and visit her in her dreams, I needed to speak with the woman and as soon as possible.I watched the Spencer family for years and never would I have expected something like this to happen between Abby and her mother. I knew that her father was shit but her mother didn’t seem like the kind of person to turn on someone so easily.The darkness of my eyelids began to change and suddenly I was in a field much like the Garden, only the tree out front of Abby’s house was there in front of me and Marilynn was swinging on the swing that was tied to it, facing away from me, and overlooking a small cliff.I approached her quietly and she spoke as I neared her, “She’s a good kid.”I stopped walking once I became a short distance from her, “I know she is,” I responded.&n
Damien told me once how to enter someone’s dreams, it was the day that I was pestering him with questions after he proved he was a demon by entering my own dreams and showing what he had done to Bradley and his friends. He said to focus on the person whose dreams you’re trying to enter and imagine that you were in their head.I laid in Damien’s arms and thought of my mother, I imagined her tear-stained face laying down and the cold drops of her tears on her pillow cooling her hot face and helping her drift off into sleep. The blackness of my eyelids turned into an empty field but I could see a tree some distance away from me on a hilltop.I walked towards the tree as I recognized it as the one in our front yard with the swing – I must have successfully gotten into my mom’s dreams! I saw her there on the top of a hill in a white dress, but the more that I walked towards her, the further she seemed to be.&
Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.We have been practicing my skills with teleporting lately, he said that by the time that I can make myself end up in Baghdad is when I will be ready to try traveling between realms. Baghdad is on the opposite side of the world from us, so we decided that it was the furthest I could teleport here on Earth.I was excited, and I didn’t exactly know why. Maybe it was because I knew that I could go back and forth? Then again, I didn’t have much of a reason to come back to the human realm anymore.So far, I’ve made it to Alaska, Siberia, and now India. I am slowly moving West bit-by-bit and having a ball
It took Abby quite some time to finally master her teleporting between here and there, but she successfully teleported to Hell, and I was immensely proud of her, and evidently, on her face, she was proud of herself as well.I didn’t tell her exactly what to think of to get here, I trusted that she was smart enough to figure it out on her own, and I was right - she did amazing, and I praised her for it.She brought us to one of her ex’s friends' torture room, one that I showed her the first time I attempted to prove to her that I was a demon by getting into her dreams. I was relieved that she hadn’t brought us to Bradley’s place of torture, although it would have been fun to see his reaction to the both of us suddenly showing up there together.I kept a hold on one of Abby’s hands and we walked away from the room that the man named Ryan was in and took a stroll through Hell towards my home.
*Mature Content*Eager to show her more of my place, I grabbed onto Abby’s waist and encouraged her towards our bedroom. Abby’s taste in furnishings and my own were fairly similar, so I didn’t have to make any crazy changes around the house. I had to get rid of the skulls I had lying around, but other than that, there wasn’t much to change, and I was thankful for it.My house was always neutral colors like white and tan, I find them to be calming after a long day of torturing a soul, and Abby seemed thrilled to see how modernly I lived, she also seemed rather surprised.She was so cute, charging up the stairs when I mentioned to her the bedroom, I didn’t want to waste any time either with getting her into bed or against a wall, whatever the moment inspired.I walked with Abby with the tips of my toes on her heels and we meandered our way to the do
To me, the walk to Lucifer’s house looked like a simple walk across any old regular town, but the mansion we approached was large and extravagant, even if it was entirely black. It looked like when a house nearly burns down and all that’s left is black ash around the walls, but it was roughly ten times bigger than any regular house.We approached the mansion with large twin metal doors that opened upon our arrival, Damien said that that only happens for family members. “Hm, seems like Luci fixed the creak in the door,” Damien said very matter-of-factly before we took a step inside, he smiled at me then and with a shrug of his shoulder, he said, “He must want to impress you,” was that supposed to be a joke?When you first walk in, you notice the entire place seems to be of white marble. The floor underneath us was shiny and polished, a grand staircase roughly twenty feet away from us with two giant pillars
My uncle was dressed as slick as ever, pulling this whole Jack Skellington vibe with his pin-striped suit tailored perfectly to his body and some fancy, polished shoes to finish it off.I wasn’t the least bit surprised when he had Perry doing dinner service for us, it actually made me chuckle to see him dressed like a waiter with the towel draped over his arm and everything. Of course, Luci had to share the whole story about Perry and his best friend trying to steal his wife, it was a good story, and Luci loved it whenever he won and got to imprison another soul in the underworld. He was certainly proud of his work and took no shame in flaunting it.Abby seemed slightly baffled at the story. One bad mistake with Luci and you’re stuck in Hell for the rest of eternity, that was what he was telling her. He was trying to scare her, is what it was, but surprisingly, Abby held her own, and she didn’t seem frightened by him at all