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

It was a nice night. It was. WAS! So how the fuck does it turn so sour. So terrible. There was smoke. There was chaos. I heard crying, screaming, and panicking as people broke in. I was knocked out by chloroform, I didn’t remember a thing. 


I woke up, sore as I lifted myself from the concrete. I looked around the room. It was like a basement. I don’t understand. I wanted answers and thinking about it now, I only got more questions. Like who is Kris and why does Jace say he knew my mother? Who’s Ares? What does this have to do with the Castrel family and why can’t we just kill Armanai Ramirez? 


I looked at my leg. At least it wasn’t twisted in a weird way like Greg’s. Poor baby was dragged into my mess. I chew the inside of my cheek regretting dragging kids into my chaos. Was it selfish? I'm glad I’m not alone? I sighed in defeat, I brought my knees to my chest, my hands tied, legs chained to the ground. I tried to steady my breathing. 


Chapter 29