Snippet #2146747

Lucifer awoke with a startled gasp. Something was pushing down on his heart, something that made tears form around the rims of his eyes. He didn't understand what was happening, and then he did. It was Macy, he'd hurt her and now he was feeling her pain and sorrow. 'How is that even possible?' he hissed, jumping up from his bed and storming out of the room. He flitted downstairs, to his car, then got in and drove off. If it was Macy he was feeling, then he had to make sure that she was happy in any way she could otherwise this thing on his heart would not go away.

He pulled up outside of Macy's house and saw her sitting on the porch and huffed. Lucifer climbed out of his car and walked up to her. "Is there something wrong? Honestly, you can tell me because I won't judge you, I'm your friend and I'm here to help you in any way I can" he told her as he walked closer. He knelt beside her and gave her a half-hearted smile. The pain in his chest was now burning, 'Damnit, is this how it's going to be every time she gets upset? Ugh...'.

This time, Lucifer took more of a calm and sensetive approach to making her talk about her feelings. If that didn't work, he'd just have to compell her, but that was something he didn't want to do. Not now, not ever.