Chapter 7

Jaime Dean

I look at the 'married couple'. I couldn't see Greg with Will since Will seemed like an emotionless mess. Greg was too emotional for that, and an overthinker. The entire time he'd be busy thinking he did something wrong when Will was just quiet. I was thinking that maybe he can be with Lucifer. But uh no never mind, I just don't see any pairing working. Not even all three would balance it. I glanced at McLennan, he finally stopped eating and since it was already very late he was going to bed. Verano has been sleeping in the bathtub. Greg was sitting near me giving dirty looks to Lucifer even if Will was just dressing his injuries. I don't want to know what's happening. It's not like he has the balls to ask any of them. Hmm, I wonder what time was it?

"Yo, what time is it?" I asked tired. I completely forgot this wasn't exactly meant to be a hang-out opportunity.

"Twelve something why- ow Will fuck off!" Lucifer snapped. I see the alcohol being placed on the cuts on his back. my back ached for him

Will smiled innocently. "You went to an actual doctor, got treatment and supplies for free and you still gonna complain?" Will said and did again. Lucifer swatted him but groans in pain. I guess he was a bit injured. I lied the dude looked like he was run over twice and beaten with a bat. He was bruised and wrapped like a mummy. His damn torso was covered enough to look like a shirt.

"Yes, I am!" Lucifer whined. We could see the scars that he most likely did himself years ago. I glance at my own wrist. I have been clean for over three years, though I can't say the same for Greg.

"Greg, why not find someone who likes you back? I doubt he feels anything," I whispered since he was sitting next to me. I nudge his arm, Will was laughing as Lucifer yelled in pain.

"Okay? So remove those possible feelings cause that shit is illegal and place them on... Who?" He asked. He gets up and goes to Lucifer's fridge.

"Did I tell you guys we have milk?" I chuckled seeing Will press the alcohol-soaked cotton swab to an open cut. Lucifer hissed and glared at his friend.

"I don't know try Lucifer?" I got up and flicked his forehead. My half-brother was an idiot. He gave me a look.

"You know I ha-" We were interrupted by the devil himself. He came to the table and pointed at a smug-looking Will. Greg looked at me with no hope.

"What?" I asked, the rage radiating off of Lucifer was dangerous. We made contact with the demon.

"Tell this bitch I bought milk," he hissed. Greg sighed rummaging in the fridge. He pulls out the filled bottle of milk.

"Ha! Same-day shipping motherfucker!" Lucifer cheered. We looked at each other. This was gonna be a long night.

Lucifer began to make the drive to the safe house with his friends. They got the stuff needed and made a few stops along the lines way. The first was to pick up Tony and Sammy, another to get breakfast for everyone and to finally get stocked on milk. For some damn reason, they go through milk like crazy, cartons and cartoons.

"Why do you guys need so much milk anyway?" Greg asked seeing as Will finished with Lucifer. Lucifer moved to the table with us and propped his foot on a chair.

The two finally stop arguing and Will packed some clothes for Lucifer as he was falling asleep. Will came down with a duffle bag filled for Lucifer. A cat small black cat with blue eyes followed Will.

"What was up with the milk argument?" Greg grumbled, Will smirked to see Lucifer sit up wide awake.

"Will ends up either drinking it all with his cuppa or cooking it all! Then he blames me" Lucifer sighed tiredly. Will threw the bag by the door, turned the tv on and grabbed another glass of whiskey. Seeing the tv come alive and showing Bella's favourite show made me remember I never answered her. I quickly got out my pager and see the past millions of text. Lucifer laid back down and glared at Greg.

"No funny business. Will don't sleep with him. I'm gonna nap," Lucifer said and within minutes we hear snoring.

"Fuck. Greg that reminds me, we're supposed to be home by the way," I said. I text Bella where we were. She asked for an address but I said we would be home tomorrow. I placed the pager and look to see a concentrated Greg. "What?" I asked.

"Calm the attitude, should I really move on?" He mumbled. I nod, my single ass giving relationship advice.

"Your choice but don't say I didn't warn you," I said swatting his head. He growled and punch my arm. I smirk and go watch tv. Greg prepared a drink thinking about what I said. Weirdos, I felt Will's gaze on me. I look to see him holding a math book. Advance trig.

"I'm a sociopath, he puts up with it," Will said with a shrug. I look over to Greg.

"Greg!" I called. He turned, his hair was sticking up, and the grey hair dye suited him. He wore the new clothes Bella got him, jeans and a grey hoodie. It was simple but he wasn't going for the model on the runway look.

"What shithead?" He asked pouring some ice into a glass.

"Get me a damn drink too," I sighed. I only attract weirdos. I hear a thud upstairs. I sighed stealing the pillow and covering to make a makeshift blanket. "Don't kill me in my sleep," I said as I lay down.

"You give no benefit from it," I heard Will say. It wasn't something I wanted to hear but at least it wasn't a yes. I glance to see him reading again. Lucifer was sleeping. An orange bottle near him. I'm sure it was kind of pain med, and from seeing all those injuries I was sure they needed them.