I, Devil (a love story)

Chapter Forty Two: Adramelech

I couldn't get over it. I became the definition of obsessive. I had it. I needed it more. I was starving. I felt like I was acid and lava. I was electric.

I thought I was in love.

Me.

So, I sent everyone away. Everyone. I roared like a seven-headed beast and destroyed every spirit, ghost, demon, and entity within a hundred miles. It was a calamity. I brought forth Pandemonium on Wendy's front lawn. On the outside, it just looked like the wind was howling. I knew that the humans around couldn't see a thing. But if they could just look underneath the thin veneer surface, I was having my Armageddon. Except it wasn't a war. It wasn't a fight. It was the opposite. I was sending everyone away. I felt the need to protect her.

I wanted to shield her from everyone. Maybe it was selfish, but I didn't want her taken away. This was mine. This was my love. I was her grizzly hellhound here to protect her. I was the dragon holding the princess hostage. I knew Meresin would be back-- and Azazel too. I wasn't going to let them have her. I wasn't even going to let God take her away.

For once, Wendy's house was quiet. Not even a shadow person or a mischievous fairy dare cross her front lawn. I knew I was a force to be reckoned with. The only thing I did not know was when. When was Meresin going to return and claim Wendy as his? When was Azazel going to pull his head from his own ass and show his face? I didn't know. All I knew was this moment. I had her all to myself and I wasn't going to let anyone challenge me.

I desperately wanted to shower her in gifts. She didn't want them. Every time we spoke, I offered her things and I felt her refuse. She wasn't going to make any deal with the Devil. So be it, I said. In my heart I knew I didn't want to trick her, but I understood. It is in my nature to be negative, and I could hurt her unintentionally. I began leaving her gifts anyway.

"What the hell," muttered Wendy under her breath. She found my present. I was worried she would overlook it. It took a fair amount of energy from me to 'manifest' it. It took some pulling strings. I had to find the timeline where she was most likely to find the money, and then I pushed her into it. I hid dollar bills everywhere I could-- in her car or under some furniture cushions. I would stash money in her purse or drop it in front of her in the street.

"Oh my god," chuckled Wendy to herself as she found an American $100.00 bill. She seemed both delighted and amused as she crammed it into her over-sized wallet. "That's like... 134 dollars this week," she said out loud as she counted. I could tell that it gave her an uneasy feeling, finding so much random money everywhere she went. I just didn't know how else to express my affections for her.

I could tell that it also gave her a feeling of security. She had a little more money to spend on herself and the children. I had the desire to provide. I had control over money the way that Meresin could navigate the Void or Azazel through time. I always wanted to make sure Wendy had enough. I didn't want her to feel hungry like I always do.

I was floating on my rubber raft in the pond on her front lawn. Things had been quiet since I claimed my territory. I felt good, like I was in my home on an island out in the middle of nowhere. I always thought that if I had the chance to be human that I'd end up living somewhere hot, and maybe on the beach. I always thought Turkey was a good country to retire in- Anatolia. We were in Michigan--which is quite far from the Ottoman Empire, but her lawn was my little slice of paradise anyway.

I sipped my bloody Mary with relish. I always make mine extra spicy. That's when he showed up. It was completely unexpected. I was waiting all this time for Meresin or Azazel and I got neither.

"Sir-- er, Lord Adramelech," sniveled Sachiel.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" I said as I placed my drink on my belly. I floated on my raft a little closer to the pond's edge.