1 Prologue

I woke up to a yell...

"Wendy for the love of god please tell me you are in bed and not editing that story one of your students sent you!" My head shoots up. I must've gotten too into the story... I put the papers down and see Jace Verano in the doorway, his hair in a messy bun and his prosthetic hand on his hip. I dare say he looked attractive upset. I really should tell him. We act as we date but nothing ever happens.

"What if I am ?" I challenged. He raised an eyebrow and walked over. He stood behind leaning over.

"Try me" he gives me that smile I would die for.

"What's the story's title anyway?" He questions. I smirk. He yawned and complained how it sucked being a teacher. He's way taller yet he still manages to act shorter.

"Remember that lesson I prepared for the older children?" He nods and leaned his head on mine.

"Wickedly Good' and it's by one of our favorite students. Guess who." I say. He gave me a look, he has no favorite student.

"Um, I don't know". I smile and poked Jace's cheek, rubbing his left arm gently. The metal was cold and the way it seem like some steampunk advancement.

"Lucy Laurens," I say. He looks surprised.

"He always has a gift whether he is behaving or not" Jace mumbles. I yawned. I didn't want to make this awkward but I'm dying just to get him to see me the way I see him.

"Let's go to sleep," Jace whined. I smile and agree. That kid has a weird taste for books... I wonder if Mr. Hall (Adam Hall) and Mr. Walker know about this. Or the principal Natalie Grant know along with the janitor Nathaniel Fang. I still wanna know about Clarissa. I'm pretty sure Jace's ex-wife's name was Clarissa.

"By the way, I got a call. We have to bail out 'our favorite' student again." I groan as Jace laughed and bury his face once again in my hair. I'd have to go get him tonight.

"I'll go get him. Go to sleep instead of doing that weird shit you do in the kitchen." I said smirking. He blushed and swat the back of my head. I love the way he acts when he's only with me. He's much more open and affectionate.

"Or what" he challenged. I leaned to his ear

"You will bail out Lucifer for the next week" I whispered seductively in his ear. He turned a dark red and flipped me off. I laughed as he left our bedroom. I get a jacket and put it on. I go check on my blue jay and kissed his head. He has terrible nightmares and prefers not to sleep unless I'm around to wake him. I'm sure the guest bedroom is ready as Lucifer stayed there last weekend. I hear him mumble that shouldn't be attractive.

I sighed. This was not how I planned to spend my night. I was walking to the police station. Jace was home trying to sleep. His prosthetic was not removable and connected with his nerves and sometimes caused him discomfort. I thought it was cool. Jace and I were gonna catch a movie and look at the rest of the graded work I haven't even bothered to start grading. We would try to make it enjoyable as I graded work. While he slept, I would grade then we'd switch. Apparently, life had other plans for us all. I ended up bumping into one of my students. Jaime Dean. I helped him up since he fell. Why would any student be out so late at night?

"What are you doing out so late Jaime?" I asked him concerned. All he did was shrug. I shook my head. I didn't exactly look presentable. My hair was a mess, my glasses were resting on my head instead of actually helping me see. My tie was loosely around my neck and my shirt was wrinkled and untucked. It showed a bit of my collar bone that may or may not have a hickey from that one drunken night.

"Come along, I can walk you home, I need to pick someone up first though" I smiled at him. I'm exhausted. Jace and I are teaching in more 'secure' classrooms as they say. I find it wrong anyone would separate the students as such. In the end, we are left with the maintainable and the wild.

I stepped into the station and saw a good friend of Jace. There was Richard Collins. He was married to Vladimir Collins. Richard often goes easy on certain teenagers who have been caught, but he believes maybe Lucifer can straighten out so is often tough on him more than any other person. Richard was one of the rare few who believe in Lucifer. He still does and that's why Lucifer is now in an interrogation room...

....Handcuffed to a chair...

I already walked in on that scene, that's how I know.

Jaime began to ask questions with a worried look on his face. I smiled and told him to sit down and wait. Don't talk if he doesn't need to. Jace and I have been told that for years. After making sure Jaime would be alright, I spoke with Richard.

"He's in the back, don't worry. They found him intoxicated and on the roof of an apartment complex. They say his father was there. Lucifer was covered on 'bruises' and I doubt it's the fight he said he was a part of in school." Richard said as he took off his hat. I covered my mouth and looked past Richard to see Lucifer. His eyes were bloodshot. He was crying but now it's clear as day he's put back up his walls. I sign all the paperwork needed. As soon as I saw Lucifer I grabbed his arm. Even as he trailed behind me next to Jaime. He was behind me and far from the busy street. He would attempt to go closer but I didn't let him. He has a future, whether he doubts it or not.

As we walk, Jaime walked with Lucifer near him. I begin to scold him, what if he did something stupid.

"WHAT ON EARTH WERE YOU THINKING!?" I yelled. I'm not one to yell, I try not to!

"I clearly wasn't thinking at all sir". I can sense his smirk. Jaime sighs.

....

This was gonna be a long walk...

When you don't have any family left, it's hard to grow up to be someone great. You soon have to live on the streets, no-one takes you seriously, and school becomes worse than the usual hell. That's life for Lucifer. His 'father' wants nothing to do with him. His mother is no longer around because of the damn court case and all he has left is school and the government. The principal, Natalie Grant has made it her mission to get Lucifer an education. Mr. Jagger wants Lucifer to have a safe and calm life. Mr. Hall (Nathaniel) wants Lucifer to have a safe place to live. Sad to say he can't get any of that. Lucifer has been abused in every way possible, and to the world is known as a stereotypical delinquent who craves attention. To be fair he is damn good at getting attention. The other teenagers at school can't get enough of him, and neither can the adults apparently.

Lucifer wants nothing to do with them, but one boy (like any cliché) catches his eye. Lucifer wants to take a shot at being the good guy for once. Can't he have that?



"Papa could you tell me a story please" the little boy begged. Most of his siblings were already asleep. His papa sat on the edge of his pink bed. The boy had long hair like his papa and wore black-framed glasses like his dad.

"Okay. I'm going to tell you a story about a very special teenager." He smiled at his six-year son.

"Okay, papa!" He snuggled into his blankets.

"You know I wasn't the best at following the rules. I got into tons of trouble. So one night-" and so the story began of a delinquent who changed everything.

"Back already Dean?" The cop sneers. I sighed. I truly hated this, it all started because my stupid supplier had gotten arrested. So I got fed up and saw an opportunity to release that pent-up anger... Beating the shit out of some random git.

"I don't want to be here anymore than you do" I barked back. The officer was gonna yell at me more but another cop barged in.

"He's back and he's causing a scene. We need this room." The cop explained. The officer interrogating me sighed.

"You're lucky Dean. Another issue like this again and it's counseling again or juvenile detention" he threatened as he uncuffed my hands. I glared at him. This idiot must've been terrible if they need to let me go.

"Get your fucking hands off of me damn it!" I heard someone yell. The officer sighed.

"Why now" was all he said as he showed me out. I could see a teenager a year older than me (maybe?). He looked beaten, he had multiple scratches and bruises and he had piercings. One of his bottom lip, two near his eye, one on the nostril, and two on his right ear that looks like clips. The teen had bags under his eyes and it looked as if he had been high or something.

"Laurens get a hold of yourself!" 'Laurens' still fought and yelled as they tried to contain him. I was shoved out of the station. But not before we made eye contact. This guy has some red fucking eyes!

"Better be careful Dean" the officer threatened. I rolled my eyes and started the walk home. Belle was not gonna be happy with me. Not that I care. As I walk down the street, I bump into a teacher of mine. He looked upset.

"Mr. Jagger?" I ask. My French teacher looked stressed out. His glasses on the top of his head and his hair messy. His tie hung loosely around his neck too.

"Oh, Jaime what are you doing out so late?" I shrug. He frowned a bit.

"If you come with me I can walk you home. I just have to go pick someone up first." He said smiling. I nodded to him and followed my French teacher... Back to the station?

"Why are we here?" I asked. He shushed me and told me to sit in a chair to wait. After talking to an officer, for quite a while I dare say, someone came out from the back and it was that very same teenager. He seemed almost worse than before he went in.

We walked with Mr. Jagger as he said he would drop us off at our homes...

"Lucifer what on earth were you thinking!?" I instantly look to see Lucifer smirking.

"I clearly wasn't thinking at all sir". He said back.

"Oh bother" I murmured. This is gonna be a long walk.

Author's note:

Thank you for reading! The book may sound better as the chapters go on. I did start writing this as a teen entering high school but now as the recent chapters are being published it's a pretty clear difference. I'm in college now and I'm hoping the practice of writing makes a difference. Please, if you are not of age (18+) or are triggered by the following:

- rape/implied rape

- dubious consent

- addiction

- Kink (Dom/sadistic behavior/ sub)

- Gore

- severe trauma

- mental illness

- Suicide/ suicidal thoughts

I do ask you to take precautions while reading. This book has mature themes and very few warnings within chapters as I wrote plenty prior. (Tags, description, and the end of prologue)

Read safely! Take care and enjoy!

Oh and a happy ending at the end cause I'm a sap :3