Closed Away

Grumbling, I rolled my eyes as Gloria walked away. Fucking Saints knew NOTHING. Patting my throne affectionately, I leaned back a bit and relaxed.

Pretty soon, Hell would be mine forever.

A delighted grin fell on my face, and I let my eyes close. Jimmy's screams still echoed around, and it was simply making my heart sore towards the brimstone. Everything was falling into place slowly, and it completely made my heart flutter.

Sure, I had sacrificed Gloria, but whatever. Ever since she got pregnant she wasn't any fun anyways. I didn't regret being in a band. Hell, I practically slit my wrists BECAUSE of Gloria! Fuck....I should've thrown HER in instead of Jimmy!

Grumbling to myself, a loud chime ran out through Hell. Raising my eyebrow, I watched as the throne kicked me off of it. Face first into the brimstone, I let out a low groan. "Christian, I fucking told you to WATCH the place! You destroyed my angel!"

"Your angel?! There aren't any down here! YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK YOU! THIS IS MY KINGDOM NOW!" glaring up at my master, he gave me a dark look. I scrambled to my feet, thrusting my hand out towards the throne as I managed to grab onto the burning hot leg.

"Christian stop it! This is stupid!" Gloria's voice rang out in my ears, but I wasn't listening. I didn't let go, pulling myself up as I lurched for my once master.

The last thing I remembered was someone smashing into my chest, then fire licking at my back while Gloria screamed.