Why I had an Epic Love?

1.Deal with the devil

"What are you doing in that secluded town anyways?"

"Told you....I needed some time off from the city life to focus on writing my book."

"Oooo...I bet the next bestseller is on its way then." She grinned and I forced a smile.

"A last one too."

"Why are you quitting writing? I thought you loved it."

"I do." More than anything I guess. "I do but...it's time to join my parents' business. I promised them I would do that one day and the time has come."

Zoe sensed my inner battle. "So...did you find any country boy yet?" she winked.

"I am not on some farm Zoe." I rolled my eyes. "And no...I didn't. I am no there to find anyone."

"Why not? You can have anyone you want."

"That's the thing Zoe. I don't feel like I want anyone. I always feel like I am settling for something less" I was not sure my words made sense to Zoe or made any sense in general.

"Oh please. Your list of suitors are not what someone would call settling for less. Especially dating your childhood millionaire friend isn't settling for less" it didn't made sense to her

"For the thousandth time. Brad and I have nothing going on between us."

"Well both of your parents' think otherwise." I know and it is the inevitable I could only delay a little longer. Till I write for the last time. "What are you waiting for? An epic love?" she mocked me taking a sip of her wine.

"Maybe." She frowned. "Anyways we are not dating. It's just our families' weird obsession to see us together as if we are meant to be together or something."

"He is a nice guy Aura and you both are perfect together. Don't seek for something that isn't real. That kind of love is just available in the books you write. Not in real life."

I know it isn't available in real life that is the reason I have given up looking for it. But how do I tell anyone that a tiny part of me still craves for it. And that it is never going to happen is the reason I drank a little more than I should. And knowing that everyone, even my best friend thinks it silly of me to crave for such love is the reason I refused her to drive me home.

But it was late for me to realize that it was utterly stupid to do so because a bike flashed it lights coming to my direction. And my dizzy head saw not one but two bikes and before I could decipher which was the real one or they both were. I turned the wheel to avoid the collision and my car jerked forward breaking the railing of the bridge.

And the next thing I knew was, I was underwater, in my car. With my seatbelt on as the water around me became a vacuum sucking me in and the little light in that blurry water started diminishing away.

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A narrow hallway made of what looked like ancient, rugged, grey unequal bricks stood before me. Walls beside me went up so high I felt like I woke up in a pit. I wasn't sure it was still my hangover or that the walls really looked like closing up as seconds passed by.

I couldn't see any way ahead.

I whirled around and there wasn't anywhere to go behind me either. Just a dark labyrinth. But a tiny fragment of white outline began to come forward. Before I could take a step ahead to reach out to that source of light. "Looks like we've found the one" a voice hissed behind me.

Terror, disgust defenseless were the first emotions that sped up my heartbeat at the sight of who stood in front of me...or say who.

His black smoke-like cape swiped on the floor as he took steps towards me and I was too startled to even move my legs. The hollow around his red glinting eyes was now visible, a rotten corpse like skin surrounded those red eyes. He smiled with his nonexistent lips, flashing his predatory ugly teeth. And the smile was enough to indicate that I would be at his mercy if he just kills me.

"Let's not make him wait any further." His bony talons curled around my wrist. "He would be delighted."

"Who?"

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"Finally!" the man on the throne clasped his hands as I entered a hall.

The hall that looked like a bigger version of the corridor I was in before.

"What is this place? Where am I? I squeaked trying to get out of the grip of creature who held me.

"This!" the man on throne waved his hands with an excited smile. "This is hell!" "Marvelous isn't it?" he added.

"Told you he would be delighted." The creature whispered to me and I glared at him trying to make sense.

"Hell? What do you mean hell? Why am I here? And who are you?"

"ohh...you earned a special tour of hell in the lottery." he said that sounded like sarcasm. "of course. You died. You are in hell. And who do you find in hell. The infamous Dark Lord." He bowed and gestured his finger to the creature beside me. "the useless slave demon"

"I died." I let out a laugh. "And this is hell" I laughed again "No. I cannot die. Not yet. This isn't real. I had too much drink last night and this is just some hangover or a dream. Yes. That makes sense. This doesn't. I am not dead." I declared.

The man who claimed to be Dark lord rested his chin on his palm and waiting for me to finish.

"You are very much dead. What is the fun in living anyways?" he ran his pale fingers through his black hair. "tell me demon. What was this lovely lady life like?"

"ohh she had an amazing easy life. She got rich parents. She herself was pretty famous for her what was it?

"books" I gritted "I worked hard, so a little respect" he ignored as if I never spoke a word but his gripped tightened.

"Often made headlines regarding her popular love interests. So pretty much a lovely life."

"Why am I here? What have I done to go to hell?" I growled.

"Don't know. Party maybe? Or shopping or crashed a luxury car." They both laughed at their joke which was my death.

"I don't wanna die now. I have a lot to do yet. I cannot die now. I am...I am too young." I pleaded as if my age would help them to spare me.

"ahh...predictable pathetic human. Always hungry for more." He shook his head.

"No seriously. Please don't...don't let me die now please. Please." I pleaded.

He stood up from his stone throne and his black, velvet cape trailed behind him on the stairs as he took steps down.

"what could possibly be left from you that you are not afraid to beg to the Devil itself." He looked down at me with his eyes as black as death. "What is it that you truly desire?" He asked in his croaky voice that felt like an enchantment to my ears. And before I could search for any answers inside me my lips uttered. "An epic love."

His lips turned into a wicked smile and with that I felt out of the spell. Now embarrassed and ready to be mocked by them for having such a stupid desire.

"That can be done." I looked at him dismayed. "I can let you live...to find an epic love as you say. In exchange for something." He began taking a little walk around the hall.

"In exchange ...for what?"

"You'd have to do something for me."

I narrowed my eyes.

"I have someone...very important to me....to hell, down there on earth." He pointed his finger down. "If you bring that person to me, I may let you live to find your epic love" He examined me for my reaction.

"Okay!"

"Okay?" his expression appeared relieved. "A deal with the devil then?" he gestured his hands towards me.

"Deal with devil." I shook his hands.