A DATE WITH LUCIFER, HER SUNSHINE

Phantasy prayed that no questions will be asked regarding how she ended up with Nicholas and thankfully her prayers seem to have been answered. Even gossipy Saraphine was busy with her phone and did not act like any one else was in the car. Sarah was silent and she was sure she had questions on her mind. Only Mrs Gregor passed her a questioning look every now and then.

When the car almost reached another street, Phantasy asked the driver to let her alight.

"Chauffeur Desmond, could you park the car, I want to alight."

Saraphine raised her head to glance at her and cocked a brow. The naughty girl said no word and focused back on her phone.

"Heading somewhere again?" Mrs Gregor asked before she got off.

"I...I want to look through the supermarket. I will be back before seven."

Mrs Gregor could only sigh and let her leave. Sarah flashed her an assuring smile and patted her hand.

Only she knew that Phantasy simply wanted to take a walk to clear her mind. She always did that whenever she is bothered by anything.

She watched the car zoom off and crossed into the supermarket. Although she did not have her card with her, she still looked through the sections.

Nicholas had been an headache since she met him again. The man potaryed himself as aloof and evil but with her, there was this soft side she felt confused about. Not to talk that he made it seem as if he only wanted her for her body with his vulgar words. Maybe that was what he wanted.

Then why would he ask her out on a date?

To clearly state their relationship?

Annabelle looked like a confident woman and that was what made Phantasy weak against her. She was older, knew what she wanted, a successful lawyer with many benefits to offer and confident she would get what she wanted. And Phantasy was just...like Saraphine had said..she was just her.

Typical just bloomed from teen girl Phantasy. She stood no chance against a business woman who already knew how the world works. She did not know when she walked down to the last floor, but she was already at the back of the supermarket. She sighed and proceeded to walk forward when a young man cornered her.

"Hello Phantasy, might want to explain why you are wandering during a pandemic." he licked his lower lip and it made things walk on her skin.

From the tone of his voice, he had probably been watching her. She backed away and fisted her hands. She knew a bit of boxing.

"Move out of my way."

The young man was clearly here to bother her as she shook his head, refusing. "I heard that you are quite shy and easy going. But on Instagram, you look so much like the rest. A girl begging for attention with everything she has." when he completed his sentence, his eyes landed on her chest and Phantasy cringed, goosebumps rising on her skin.

She did not know how to get out of the situation since it was just the two of them around. But she still managed to say. "As we are born as girls with breast and vagina, are we not allowed to have freedom and instead be wary of what your gender might think about us. Are we not allowed to be on instagram and other social media apps, doing what we want because we have to be considerate of your gender?"

He frowned but a smirk later pulled on his lip. "Feminist hun...?" She did not get the chance to explain when he sudenly grabbed her by the hair. "Who are you to talk back at me? When you are cornered, you beg for mercy and make me happy okay..?"

The maniac look on his face told her he was determined to make things difficult for her. His grip on her hair became more tight and he forcefully tilted her head upwards, yanking the mask away.

Nicholas took a step forward and felt a tight grip on his ankle. When he looked down, he saw a creature like never before.

An eye in its socket and another dangling by the side of its face, the mouth was ugly and pulled to the side of the face. No nose. The nails dug into his ankles and he felt liquid trailing down. The pricking pain was one he had never felt before and he tried to fight his way out but his other ankle was soon captured by another slimy hand.

A grip landed on his shoulder and it pulled him down, making him land on his knees. His face felt slimy and disgusting due to the fingers trying to prick it. Although he tried to fight them off, he was powerless against multiple of these things.

Nicholas fisted his hands into a ball, deep grooves forming on his brows and beads of sweat already rolling down his face.

Professor Stanford panicked and tried to call him out of his subconscious.

"Nicholas…Nicholas…?"

Nicholas heard a faint voice, but did not know which direction it came from.

The creatures were pulling him further downwards as if they wanted him in a lying position. The light flickering afar, suddenly became a little bright and he heard a loud female voice.

"Lucifer...Lucifer...wake up!"

It was this nightmare.

He knew that name.

The nightmare he could not remember. The one he thought he had escaped had come back to him.

Phantasy felt dizziness swirling around her as if she was being forcefully pulled into a mind or place. Her eyes felt heavy and hands quickly felt weak.

As the young man yanked her forward, he was yet to do what he what intended, when he heard the phone in her hand fall and the girl went limp.

Her body dropped from his hand and he stared at the lifeless girl in horror. Scared, he fled from the scene.

Once he left, a tall figure appeared from the side and stared at the girl on the floor.

The lean man lit a cigarette and exhaled. "We meet again, sunshine."