Recent report:

Full name: Lucifer Alice Laurens 
Age: 18
DOB: 9-31-19XX
Sex: Male
Personal-information:

Family: 
Mother- Denise Halperin (deceased) lived in Florida.

Father- Frank Halperin, a construction worker. Incarcerated for trespassing, assault and drug possession.

Status: Smoker



Delinquent is the label he's stuck with. They don't see the rest of him. He's treated wrongly.  He's just a kid who's felt no love or compassion. Lucifer is someone who loves to read but can't afford books, let alone lunch. All Lucifer wants is some comfort. Some justice. Frank may have been an asshole but he didn't kill his mom. So who did?





Referenced one BL character and that isn't mine 

!mature themes! Gore/rape/mental illness. please take caution while reading!!! 18+ (heavy mention of Gore and sadistic behavior.) Not meaning to be taken as acceptable!!! Twist romance in beginning, changes toward the end!Do not romanticize such themes in reality!

Delinquents Can't Change

I woke up with throbbing pains and muscles so sore. The fuck?! I'm downstairs, I recognized the room. Lucifer was folding clothes nearby on the small table. I sat up slowly and carefully. I looked at myself. I felt icky, not entirely clean. I removed the thick quilt. Lavender and soft smell of cinnamon and pumpkins. my legs bruised, nearly resembling claws. Damn! Yesterday was a blur. I feel well-rested though. I stretched my back and snuggled underneath again. The jacket smelled like lavender and gun powder. A contrasting mix to say the least. I wore boxers that didn't seem to be mine. I glanced at Lucifer. I heard Mikasa's voice. 


"I can't believe that. No way he slipped up that badly. I can't believe you didn't stop him Lucifer," Mikasa snapped. As she adjusted the pins on the bottom of the pale blue dress Lucifer wore. It was a sundress that was fitted, yet below the waist was fluid. 


Chapter 23