The Devil's Vesper: Book Two of the Devil's Gospel

After losing her deal with the Devil, Naomi Hart finds herself married to the Devil and living in Hell. She now finds herself fighting a whole new battle; to try and get home to her real husband Robb, her friends and her Dad. But to do that, she has to find out why exactly Lucifer wanted her in the first place.
Lucifer has been plotting to bring the Apocalypse to Earth, and she plays a vital part in it.
Before she knows it, Naomi is thrown back to Earth and she has to find out a way to stop it, and return to her family.
The battle against Lucifer and his forces proves more difficult than Naomi could imagine, and with the fact she has to convince her family she is actually alive thrown in; she is in for a whole new fight.
Faced with overwhelming odds, Naomi needs to find Robb and get his help before time runs out and her entire existence is compromised, but with his belief in her diminished, Naomi’s battle seems even more difficult than she could have ever thought.

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35. Thirty-Four

Naomi

 

    I watch Robb face Lucifer again, but for some reason my legs refuse to get closer to them, but that might also have something to do with the fact Isaac has decided to move in front of me, holding me back.

    “You won’t take her anywhere,” Robb threatens.

    “Oh, you think you can threaten me? Go ahead, boy, try your best, come on,” Lucifer stances himself as if he’s spoiling for a fight. I watch them, needing to be able to move in between them or move Robb away or yell at them both or something, just to stop them being near each other. Anything to stop Lucifer from touching my husband. I watch Anna by the front door, panicking yet staying where she stands. Right move.

    “I’m not trying, I’m telling you, you won’t take her away,” Robb says and I push Isaac out the way; knowing he won’t force me anywhere or manhandle a pregnant woman. I grab Robb’s hand and drag him away.

    “Leave him alone,” I stand nearly face to face with Lucifer, glaring every dagger I could ever imagine in my mind towards him. “You won’t touch him.”

    Lucifer chuckles and nods towards Robb before looking back at me. “Tell me, Naomi, why wouldn’t I just move you out of the way right now and do what I have wanted to do since I clapped eyes on him and kill him? Why not?”

    “Because you touch one single hair on his head and I will kill myself, right here and right now, then you won’t be able to have your stupid precious apocalypse,” I threaten, every ounce of meaning in that one sentence. Lucifer’s eyes fixate on me, realising the seriousness to my tone. Ah, so it’s true; he can’t have the apocalypse without me for whatever he needs me for. And why wouldn’t I sacrifice myself? As I said to the others before, it would stop the Apocalypse. If it stops Lucifer killing Robb, then why wouldn’t I? I’ve died once already, it may be absolute shit down there, but I would do that and I would go through that a hundred times over if it meant Robb would live. Since meeting Robb, I would never have thought of doing such a thing; sacrificing myself for someone other than my Dad. But since then, since I fell in love with Robb, I would take a bullet and I would certainly go back to Hell if it meant Robb could live again. That’s what love is, sacrificing yourself for the one you love, that’s what I’ve learnt since I saw Lucifer’s eyes on Robb.

    “You would not,” Lucifer challenges.

    “No, she wouldn’t,” Mia mutters. I whip my head back and give her a look. She takes the meaning and rolls her eyes.

    “Yeah, I would. You won’t touch Robb, you won’t touch Isaac and you won’t touch Mia. Or I will literally kill myself. I’m serious, Lucifer. I’ve died once, I can easily do it again,” I threaten. I watch him searching my face for the tone and the challenge.

    He sighs and takes a step back, obviously giving in for the moment. No doubt we’ll be having a repeat conversation at some point, but for now, I seem to have won a little war with him. I watch as he backs up and sits back on the edge of the arm chair, arching his hands together and keeping the smirking composure.

    “I do not understand why you will not willingly help me, Naomi, after everything that happened down in Hell, after you becoming my wife…”

    “She is not your wife you complete…”

    “Robb,” Isaac cuts him off.

    “…that you would not come to reason, especially when you promised me that you would not return here, and that you agreed to help me. Naomi, why will you not see reason?” Lucifer finishes, ignoring the interruption. I watch him, but keep my mouth closed. There’s absolutely no fucking way I’ll answer him, simply because if I tell him that I was lying the whole time, he could easily click his fingers and kill Robb. Which he could do at any point anyway, I just don’t need to add fuel to that fire.

    “Naomi?” Lucifer asks again. I keep my position and refuse to move anywhere. We stare at each other, challenging each other. He knows the truth, but he wants to hear it from my own mouth, but he’s not going to get it. “Right, if you are not going to answer me here, maybe you will answer me later where we’re going.” The Devil stands from the arm chair and approaches me.

    “We are not going anywhere,” I say. “You are leaving, but you’re not going with me.”

    “You think so, do you not?”

    “No, I know you’re not taking me with you. I refuse to go with you anywhere any more, Lucifer. I’m not yours.”

    Lucifer looks away for a second and then looks back, laughing to himself. “Naomi Hart, you never fail to make me chuckle at your naivety. You have been mine since I set my eyes on you all of those years ago and chose you to be the final seal to bring my apocalypse to the Earth.”

    So I’m the seventh seal? Hm, interesting.

    “All of this,” Lucifer gestures around the room. “This is all variables. You were never destined to live here with these people, you were never destined to marry Robb here. You were destined to be mine and wed me down in Hell and you were destined to return to Earth when I wish to bring the apocalypse. You are destined for me, not this.”

    “Yeah, well, destiny is a fickle bitch,” I say, quoting Ben Linus from the best series Lost. If I dared a glance to Isaac, I know he’d be proud.

    “Not where I am from, where I am from, your destiny defines you, Naomi, and it will do the same for you, now let us stop this petty little argument and let us leave,” Lucifer tries but I refuse to move.

    “I will not be your precious seal and I will not go with you anywhere,” I say. His eyes turn into fire and they glare the daggers back to me, but after everything, I just simply stare back, un-phased by them. He phased me for the last time before he even killed me.

    “Do not test me, Naomi,” he threatens, standing right in front of me. I don’t even respond, I just continue to look at him blankly, but I can tell with each blank look I give him, his anger just rises.

    “Nay…” Mia says but stops suddenly with a gesture from me behind my back.

    “You should really do as I request, Naomi, right now, or you may regret it.” Lucifer says calmly.

    “I think not,” I respond. Lucifer steps a few steps away from me, but his eyes never leave mine, still trying to work out the cause of my disobedience and I step back, finding Robb just behind me. He takes my hand in his and Lucifer chuckles again.

    “Oh, still so naïve, Naomi Hart, still so naïve. I did warn you, did I not?”

    “Warn me about what?” I demand and Robb shifts to stand just in front of me, leaving our hands entwined still. Lucifer just stands there, his hands by his sides, heaving a sigh.

    “You know, you could…”

    “And you know what you could do, boy?” Lucifer cuts Robb off and he approaches him again.

    “Don’t you dare!” I yell, trying to push myself in between them, but Robb keeps me by his side with all his strength.

    “What?” Robb challenges.

    “Robb, don’t!” I protest, trying to get him back, away from the Devil. There is absolutely no way…

    “You could do this…” and Lucifer puts a hand on Robb’s head.

    “What the…?” Robb questions, stumbling back away from the Devil. Lucifer chuckles and disappears without another word.

    “Robb?” I ask, standing in front of him. He looks at me, but his eyes looked glazed, like they have no life in them.

    “What the Hell just happened?” Isaac demands, flying in beside me and Mia appears at my other side.

    “Robb? Robb? Speak to me, damn it,” I urge, taking both of his hands in mine while Isaac feels his forehead. Tears fill my eyes, knowing deep down something bad is going to happen. Really bad.

    “Nay…” Robb slurs, but he tumbles down to the ground. Anna appears beside me, holding his other hand.

    “Goddamn it, Isaac, someone phone an ambulance, do it now!” I yell, my voice not even registering. I move quickly and put Robb on my lap, his dull eyes still finding mine. “Robb, can you hear me?”

    “Nay…” he whispers. I listen blindly as Isaac phones an ambulance, the tears clouding his voice. I remember what Lucifer said about killing Robb; it’s the only thing he’d wanted, all along, other than to bring the damned fucking apocalypse…

    “Nay…”

    “Robb, I love you, okay?” I whisper onto his forehead, and I listen as his breathing slows. I sit up properly, feeling him go entirely limp in my hold. “Don’t you dare leave me! Don’t you dare, Robb! No! Don’t you fucking… no! Isaac! Do something. Please?”

    “Naomi, no, come on, they’ll be here…” Isaac pulls me away when Mia moves him out of the way. I fight back.

    “Robb! No! Isaac, no!”

    “Nay, come on, come on,” Isaac cries, shushing me down as the sirens get closer and closer. “It’s okay, shhhh. Come on, let’s get outside, shall we? Come on, Nay.” Isaac leads me out into the hallway when the sirens stop and I hear the ambulance doors go. The tears aren’t even registering and nothing feels right, just the snap of my broken heart. There is absolutely no way this is happening…

    He didn’t even get to say goodbye.

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