Demon!AmericaxReaderxDemon!England- Ugly Truth 8

~~Alfred’s POV~~

When I got upstairs she was already in Arthur’s arms. I notice Francis wasn’t lying when he said he did turn him into a demon. I smirked and snickered a little at Francis decision. I went to ___________ but Arthur kept her closer to his chest. I knew he still had that good side to him but it would so change the more he stays as a demon. I just watched to see what happen next.

~~Arthur POV~~ 

I held _________ to my chest. Not wanting that bastard to get his dirty hands on her. I saw her wings were gone. Only a person like Alfred could tear them off. Alfred was just standing there. Waiting to pounce on me like a cat chasing a mouse with a piece of cheese. I held ___________ bridal style and got up. Still. No movement from Alfred. I backed up to the window of the room. When I got to it. I reached one of my hands but to unlatch it but I heard a moan of some sort. I looked at __________’s face. It was light pink. I looked where my hand was at and blushed myself. Then things started racing though my mind. Sinful thoughts no angels have. 

I shook my head and flew out the window and I saw Alfred was right behind me. I flew higher and summoned a portal then I stopped. I looked at __________’s face seeing her face was buried in my chest. Her scent was sweet like newly blooming flowers. I was use to running away but not anymore I folded my wings and dropped to the ground. Alfred stood there and clapped. I glared at him “Why are you clapping you asshole?” I said bluntly. Alfred smirked more and went to grab _________. I grabbed his hand and bent it back and shoved him. “Don’t you dare touch her.” I growled loudly. Alfred laughed “So you still have some of your angel in you.” I glared. “Your the angel that fell.” Alfred said.

I blinked “H-how do you know that!” Alfred smirked. “Francis told me. You know that French idiot has to tell me everything.” My eyes turned into a glare as he smiled. ________ was awake the whole time listening to us. “Love, cover your ears. You don’t need to hear this.” She looked at me then Alfred.

~~__________ POV~~

I sat in Arthurs arms. Staring at Alfred and him wondering why they always fight over me. Like little kids fighting over one simple toy. Though that toy was me. I got out of Arthur’s arms. “Why are you two fighting?” I teared up quickly. They both looked at me knowing I was hurt on the inside. "Love. I'm so sorry. We went to far didn't we." Arthur walked over to me. I looked at him. He wasn't the Arthur I knew. His hair was now red, ashes fell from his clothes like Alfred's. I looked in his eyes. He was still an angel trapped inside the demon's body.

I backed away from him. See Alfred right behind him smirking his twisted grin. I gripped my hand into a fist. Arthur looked at me seeing my hand turn. The more I looked at Alfred the more I got pissed. I ran to alfred and punched him square in the face. Alfred stood there motionless. "Was that suppose to hurt or was that flea bitting me." He came around and slapped me. Hard. I could my eyes tear up as the pain went through me body. -Why isn't Arthur helping me! He usually fights him by now!- I looked at Arthur. 

He stood there looking at me. Emotionless. "DAMNIT ARTHUR!" I yelled. He blinked "Why did you say that...?" I saw his eyes grow cold. I shrunk back but heard Alfred laugh. "Your now scared of little Arthur?" I growled. Arthur walked over to me and grabbed me. I yelped and closed my eyes. I felt something go over my mouth and nose. My vision got blurred but I didn't pass out. I could see their shadows they now looked like black fuzzy people. I fell to the ground and blacked out. All I heard last was 

"Good Night, love."

((THERE IS A REASON WHY THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT!))