The Incubus King

Chapter 12

Tegan's POV

The last 5 months and 17 days were the worst. Luca had been drowning himself with work instead of being with me. He wasn't present when I woke up, at dinner or at night before bed.

I came to the conclusion that he was avoiding me, all because I was the reason his child was dead; avoiding me so he didn't have to look me in the eyes and face his harsh reality.

My mom had been keeping me company for the time being. She was truly my rock, I don't know what I'd do without her...

"He'll come around sweetheart, I promise." - "it's not your fault Tegan. You're not a murderer. Things happen." - "sweetheart it takes time." If you're wondering, these are just some things she told me. Every. Day. As much as I couldn't stand being apart from Luca, I think the space was good because I've grown closer with my mom. She was even teaching me how to control my supernatural abilities and such; it turns out she was a witch also.

Pushing past the anger of her keeping something so important away from me, I used her knowledge for the better.

We were sitting in the kitchen where I had become friends with the staff and chefs, when Maggie scurried in rolling a tray littered with different kinds of alcohol. I can bet that asshole is getting drunk right now.

I scooted off of my barstool, and snuck into the meal preparation room while everyone else was in conversation. I cleared my throat. "Maggie."

She swiftly turned around and attempted to hide the bottles behind her. She laughed nervously while I narrowed my eyes. "Where are all of these bottles and cans from?!" She stiffened. "Oh! Just down in the servants quarters.. you know we like to party!"

"Is that so! Hm, I didn't get an invite... Bummer." I lathered my words in sarcasm to let her know I wasn't dumb. I laughed in disbelief and walked out.

"Darling, we should go watch a movie in my room!" My mom suggested. "Yeah, ok sounds like a plan..."

2 hours later...

"Darling it's getting late and I'm tired. Get out." My loving mother said, her hands already pushing me out of her room.

"Mommy! Let me stay here, pleaseeee!" I whined dragging my feet. "You'll be fine." And with that being said, she slammed her door using her magic. "You're teaching me how to do that tomorrow!" I shouted from the other side of her door.

The castle was pitch black besides the wall lamps that slightly illuminated  the halls. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared right now...

i mean come on! Nothing good ever comes out of an innocent woman walking alone in a dark castle...

I walked as fast as my feet could carry me towards my room. "Dear God, I know I'm in hell right now, but, pleaseeeeee don't let him be there when I arrive." I whispered as I kept walking. The long halls of the castle were still dead silent, and my skin developed goose bumps rather quickly.

"Bab—uh," he shook his head at his mistake. "Tegan. What are you doing out here alone?" I stopped in my tracks and turned around.
Oh no, why was I nervous. Butterflies danced in my stomach and I looked wide eyed at him. It was him, and my my... he's changed.

A full beard had taken its place on his face and he was without a shirt, showcasing his even more toned abdomen. Part of me wondered why he was walking around shirtless, part of me didn't give a shit. I was startled, nonetheless.

"I-I-I was just... I was with my mom, that's all." I turned and kept walking back to my room, Luca following a ways behind me. "Oh ok. That's, cool." This was really awkward... I really needed to get the hell out of here! "I think I'll jog." I mumbled just enough for him to hear me. "You hate running." He said from behind me and I almost laughed until I remembered how he abandoned me, crushed my soul and all of my being, deprived me of the love and support I deserved, neglected me, crushed me, crushed me again, crushed me some fucking more... etc.

By the time I reached the grand doors of my room the tears had started flowing and my vision threatened to blur. I swung the door open, almost off of the hinges and... "stupid ass teleportation" I mumbled. Luca was right in front of me.

"We need to talk." Said Luca. I wiped my eyes and halfway composed myself.

"It's been 5 months." I shouted. "Please, let me-" he tried "No! You don't get to fucking talk!"

He looked defeated, he knew he was wrong; so he let me continue. "Five mother fucking months Luca. We lost a child, I lost a child! Yeah, I understand that you needed some time to get your shit together, because so did I. But what you've done has been totally selfish, disrespectful, inconsiderate, ignorant and the fucking list goes on Luca." I poked at his chest.

"In the moments when I needed you the most you failed me! I've tried so Goddamn hard to keep it together in the last couple of months, but I'm tired! I'm so fucking tired! I bet you don't even know the hell I've been through since we found out... I had to get our dead babies body removed from my fucking stomach; and that shit hurts so fucking bad, but you wouldn't know because you were somewhere getting drunk!" He bit his lip and looked down, sadness and regret shown all over his face.

"What happened to that promise, huh?!" I held up the hand that held the promise ring he gave me.

I was almost out of tears and my heart was so heavy. The thingy that somewhat blocks your throat when you're about to cry lingered and I let everything out in that moment.

My tears turned into loud, ugly sobbing and I started to feel light headed.

"I'm so tired Luca! I can't take anymore pain..." I backed up to the wall and slid down, my head buried between my knees. Luca followed and tightly wrapped his arms around me. "Babygirl I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry." He cried. "I'm so sorry." He repeated, over and over again.

I had bottled every little emotion and those little things grew, and multiplied, until I snapped.

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My head was pounding x10 and the last thing I can remember is Luca carrying me to bed, after I cried myself to sleep in is arms.

I woke up and stretched, the norm. Not the norm, Luca next to me, sleeping not-so-peacefully.

He had a troubled look on his face, however I was feeling extra petty so I didn't bother to wake him up. After all, I was used to being alone at this time of day...

What was I even doing here? His highness didn't want anything to do with me, so, maybe it was time to go home. I had been thinking about this for some time, but I was scared to ask him. Not today.

"Luca," no answer. "Luca!" Still no answer. "I want to go home." His eyes fluttered open and I smirked.

"No. You're staying here Tegan."

"No, I'm not." - "You gave me a choice last time! Why not now. I don't want to stay here, it's not good for me."

"I said no." He walked into the bathroom and shut the door.

"Well you're not the boss of me. I'll do what I want!"

"You sound like a child Tegan."

"You act like a child, ass."

He can try to keep me here but I'll be gone by tonight. Mark my words Luca de Jilani.

I'm making my own choices now.

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This chapter was kind boring but I promise the next chapter will make you go a lil crazy.
;)