Days with Mr. Wrong

Part 4

I have read that a day on mercury lasts about one thousand, four-hundred and eight hours. Pretty much, like a Monday here. But as they say, this too shall pass, I am finally done with my long lectures for the day, dodged every question by Dion about Lucifer, bought a few male clothing, and two tubs of chocolate ice cream.

Chocolate is a gift from heaven.

However, never did I think, a day would come when I would be second-guessing entering my own cosy little penthouse. I still get goosebumps every time I remember what happened in the morning.

sigh.

"Lucifer, I am home." I said.

"I am in here." said Lucifer. The voice came from my room. I placed all the stuff I had bought on the kitchen counter, and made my way to my room.

Holy mother of JESUS!

Lucifer was lying in a pile of photographs, my photographs. They were scattered all around the room. He would take one out from the photo album, look at it for some time and then throw it on the floor.

"How many times have you graduated? I have already seen you in five different gowns." he asked.

"How dare you?! Did anyone not tell you, that you should not go through other people's personal things?"

"I was. That's why I didn't try to force open your laptop."

"Oh wow! I am really touched." I snatched away the album from Lucifer and started picking up the pictures on the floor.

"You want to know which was my favourite photo of yours?"

"No."

"Well, I am going to tell you nevertheless. My favourite one was where in you were taking a bath, all naked."

"Lucifer, everyone has naked pictures of themselves from when they were kids, so if you are expecting a panic reaction from me, too bad, it ain't happening."

I stuff all the photos in a box and put it inside my closet.

"If you ever go through my things again, that will be the last of it, and then you can find yourself some other place to stay." I said.

"Alright, I get it. I won't do it again. Can we please have dinner now? I was waiting for you to come home so we can have dinner together. I am really hungry." said Lucifer, pouting his lips and moving his hand in a circular motion over his belly.

Remember the pink sweat pants? He is still wearing them, and then on top of that he does cute things like these. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Before that, I bought you something. Come with me." I take Lucifer's hand and walk to the kitchen. 

"Ooh, presents. Let's see what we have here. Pants, boring. T-shirts, boring. Aah, ICE CREAM!"

You monster. Stay away from my chocolate ice cream! 

Lucifer took out a spoon from the drawer and dived right into the tub of ice cream. With every bite that he took, my blood boiled. I want to throw him out of my house, but then he will threaten me by saying that he will tell Dion that I am a vampire. If hell exists, I am sure it feels a bit like this.

Sonja, don't be weak! He will only take advantage of it. It's just a matter of few days, stay strong!

Damn right! He maybe keeping my secret, but I am keeping his as well. So we are both in the same boat. Then why should I be the only one rowing the boat, and he gets to enjoy the ride? Not happening.