19. Cold as Ice

I woke up on Sunday with a massive headache. My brain was killing me. I wanted to bang my head against the wall to relieve myself of this headache. Candice came falling in. She was wearing the same undergarments as yesterday. I was confused as hell. I'm laying in bed and Candice is far from me, last I remember we fell asleep together on the couch.

"Bitch, my head is killing me," Candice whispered. She came to lay next to me. "Come, sleep with me."

And my body just listened to her because as soon as we went into a spooning position, I was a goner. I was hugging Candice tightly from the back and closed my eyes. The darkness reduced the pounding of my head and like that we fell into a world of darkness.

*

"Up." A voice said and Candice groaned. I turned me around away from the noise.

"Oh god." A bright light enters the room. "Close the windows, turn off the lights," I said. "My eyes." I groaned.

"I feel like shit." Candice stretched and I joined her. My body was sore, my head was pounding and it felt like the sun was brighter than ever today.

"Get ready, we going out." A voice now identified as Mr. Black said.

I didn't dare to open my eyes because my head was in eternal pain. "It's fine. I'll wait here."

"I'll keep her company," Candice said and spooned me. We were this close to slipping into a world of darkness when the blankets were pulled from us.

"Up both of you." His voice demanded us to listen but we were too hungover to care.

"Body heat kept many alive in the cold," Candice said. "Keep your blanket."

"Princess, sister, I want you up when I get back or I swear to god, you both will be fucking swimming in cold water." he walked out of the door. All we heard was footsteps and the door closing.

"He won't do something dramatic and besides when has Lucifer been one to go out?" Candice said and pulled me closer to her. "What does he want to do? Go shopping?"

I laughed. "He might be bringing out his inner-feminine." Candice gave a soft laugh. Everything we have been doing has been in a soft mood. We were nearly bypassing whispering. Our heads were killing us and either of us had our eyes open.

We laid in silence for a good couple of minutes before the door opened once again. No one said anything. We knew someone entered but that person refused to speak so we went on with our game of dead silence. "Damn sis, nice body and Rose, nice legs," Hades said and god knew it felt like he was shouting. Candice and I didn't make a sound nor did we move. "You were right, they wasted as fuck," Hades spoke to someone and we assumed it was Lucifer.

"They smoke my fucking cargo, drank from my fucking priceless collection, play hide and fucking seek in my house." That got a laugh from both me and Candice. "Just to find them curled up in my room, asleep."

I don't know what happened because the next thing I know I was thrown over a shoulder and my world were turned upside down literally. "Let me down, I can wal-" and my guts came. Everything on the floor, on the black carpet. I spat the last out. "I like that carpet." as I stared at my disgusting puke.

"Me too," Candice responded. She was over Hades's shoulder and I was by Lucifer. His scent was too strong to not be him. "Oh god, my head."

We were walked out of the room and whatever happened next, I wouldn't know because I blacked out and became conscious when we were outside. "Candice? Candy? You with me?"+

"Huh?" she sounded like she just woke up from Lala land. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"And into the watering hole, you go."

Cold, ice-cold water surrounded me. We were thrown into the pool and the only sound you could hear was the splash sound of water as Candice was thrown in after me. "You fucking dead, Lucifer," Candice muttered as we both shiver to death.

This was by worst way to get out of a hangover and getting flipping weed out of our systems. I climbed out of the pool and helped Candice out. We walked past them with as much attitude as possible. The hoodie stuck to me like glue. It was heavy and dragging my already exhausted body to the ground.

"God, I need a long hot shower," I stated.

"The room next door to mine has a shower, you can use it instead of waiting for me to finish." I nodded. "I'll catch you on the flip side."

Candice and I entered her room. She went straight for the shower and I went for the closet for my undergarments, a pair of black tights and a white tank top. I went to the next room to shower.

The hot water hit my cold body like a fountain of relief. It was one of the longest showers I have ever had. It was an instant relief to whatever hell I was feeling. I wrapped a towel around my body as I left the shower. My hair was in a bundle of knots. My muscles were sore so all I did was dry my hair and straighten it. I didn't have time for all the fancy hairstyles, I was too dead tired. After I did my hair, I dressed myself making sure I dropped my laundry in Candice's laundry basket. I did my make-up in Candice's room because I refused walking in public looking like the living dead. I concealed my dark bags under my eyes and did something to make me look attractive.

I went into Mr. Black's closet to steal myself a hoodie. He didn't mind me wearing it and he certainly didn't mind socking it so I thought why not. I walked into his wing quiet as a mouse, I didn't want to be caught in action. When I eventually reached the bedroom door, it opened and my heart launched itself to my throat, hoping to jump out by my mouth.

"Ms. Rose." I immediately sigh. It was from Maria. I was about to have a heart attack with my heart in my throat.+

"Is Mr. Black in?" I asked her in a whisperers tone.

"He busy with a client downstairs." She said and raised an eyebrow at me. "Ms. Rose, if you don't mind me asking, is there a particular reason why you are whispering."

I smiled and gave a little laugh. "No." I shook my head, still whispering. I laughed. "Its fine, maria." I couldn't hide the smile on my face. I was like a five-year-old trying to explain why she wasn't stealing the cookie, they caught her stealing.

"Excuse me, Ms. Rose." she still had a strange look on her face as if she knew I was about to do something I was supposed too. She walked past me. "Ms. Rose, you have a few minutes before he comes up, I suggest you finish your mission."

I hugged her and she returned it with a smile on her face. "Thank you." she smiled at me and departed. It was a come and go mission. I entered the room and headed straight for the closet. My mess was cleaned up and the room was back to its glorious state.

Mr. Black had those bedrooms that you normally find in decor magazines, too precious to mess up. I liked my stuff on its place so its extremely rare that you'll find the apartment out of shape but even with me being extra clean, Mr. Black took it to the next level. An OCD person would feel shame against Mr. Black's neatness.

I took a black hoodie from his closet and went to Candice's room. Candice was the total opposite of her brother. She was neat but there were always clothes lying somewhere neatly and her room always had snacks in its hidden locations. I wore the hoodie. My black tights went with it perfectly. He was a tall person and I had a fair height but he still overtook me. His hoodie sat on me like a mini dress and it was perfect because I could make it both stylish and comfortable.

I was going home tomorrow so I planned to take with me as many as possible. I had my brother's clothes but I sleep in them and it's like my comfy clothing and temptation or not, Mr. Black did have a fantastic scent.

"Really?" Candice said as soon as she spotted me. I nodded and went to lay on her bed. She shook her head and lifted outfits in front of her while standing in front of the mirror.

"You can't blame me. You stole my already stolen hoodies." I said after a while. Candice stole my brothers' clothing when she slept over once and now I'm just returning the favor.

A knock came from the door before she could answer. "August's hundred percent wool hoodie took the cake for me," she smirked. "And I regret nothing." I shook my head. "Enter Maria."

"Miss Candice, Mr. Black is waiting in the vehicle downstairs. He has requested for you. Mr. Hades will escort you females in a few minutes and Mr. Black said to drinks these. It should clear your headache and nausea."

I looked at Candice and she looked at me. "Why is Lucifer doing this?" Candice asked.

"You may leave, Maria." Hades' voice came in from behind the door.

And so the brother of the devil entered the house of goodness. Both Candice and I waited for an answer because just like his brother he was a spawn of evil with a bone of trickery in him.