The Devil And I

Grown Woman

KAYLEE'S P.O.V. -Her Birthday party.

"Happy Birthday to you!"
I blow out my candles, and turn around and take a bow. That gets a laugh out of my boyfriend and my hommies.

"So... What are you going to do now that you're twenty-one years old?" shouts Caleb, My super amazing, super loving Superman.

"Duh.. Go to the club and get..." "Wasted!"  the group yells along with me. We all make plans to meet at "Hades" a club downtown.

I really can't wait to drink. What is it like to get drunk? Do you remember anything from the night before when you get drunk? What's a hangover?

I was going to get all the answers soon enough...

At Hades..."Bar-r-r-r Tender-r-r-r!!! Get m-e-e-e an' my f-r-r-riends another round!" I yell at the bar tender.

He just smiles and shakes his head. "Coming right up!" He says.

My mind is shut down. I don't know who I'm talking to, or what I'm doing here, but man do I feel goooooooooooooooooood...After my seventh drink, a guy comes up behind me. I turn around on my stool to get a good look at him, and I stop breathing.

I thought he was Caleb, but this guy is way too hot to be him. "What do you want mister-r-r-r?" I put my finger on his chest.

"Trying to score a dance with a sexy thing like you. But..." He grabs my hand and pulls me off the stool, making me crash into him. I look up at his now smirking face.

He leans down to whisper something in my ear. "Angels like you don't belong in this corner of hell." He whispers in my ear. I can feel my body getting weak by his touch, and I really need to find Caleb right now. Some sense comes  back to my drunkard brain.

"S-s-sorreeeeeeee.... I'm taken!" I laugh wildly. Man, getting drunk is the best!

"Come on, it won't hurt, as long as your boyfriend doesn't see you." He put his hand down to my waist, gently guiding me forward.

I look around for Caleb, but I don't see him anywhere. Then I spot him on a couch witha girl. He whispers something in her ear and...

She kisses him. Pull back Caleb! Tell her you don't want her! Tell her you already have a girlfriend!
I plead in my mind.

But he doesn't pull back. Instead, he moves his hand down to her butt, pulling her closer to him. Arter kissing for a good deal of time, they pull back from each other, then he grabs her hand and leads her to one of the private rooms.

My head is spinning, the room is so chaotic, I can't see any of my friends here to help me, of to rescue me.

All I have to protect me right now is the Devil beside me...

I turn around and place my hands on his chest. I  feel him stiffen, but then he just relaxes when he relizes it was me who touched him.

"Can we go some where , so we can be alone?" He swallows hard. "Just the two of us?" He asks. I nod my head and then stand up on my tip toes.

"Just the two of us. Mr.?" "My name is Blake. Blake Miller."

He flashes me a wicked grin. But you can call me Satan...

He takes my hand and leads me to one of the rooms.

When that door gooes click, I know that I've just made one of the worst choices of my life.

But it might turn out for the best...