Claimed By The Devil Himself.

Chapter Eight:

Carter knocked the engine off and turned to face me, his eyes scanned over me and he didn't try to hide it. He was not ashamed for looking, and frankly it was a little flattering. Nobody had ever looked at me that way before, it made me feel special somehow.

"Do you trust me Lena?" He asked curiously, his voice laced with desire as the question leaves his soft looking lips.

I have been longing to kiss those lips for so long, if only he was this open all the time.

"... Not really, but I don't really know anything about you." I said honestly, hoping he wouldn't get offended.

"Good, never trust anyone angel! Not even me." He exclaimed firmly.

I looked at him with pure confusion, he laughed and placed his hand on my cheek softly, after moving a piece of hair out of my face.

I could feel my cheeks heating up in his hand, my eyes shifted to the floor nervously.

"Get out of the car and stand Infront of the car, facing away from me." He suddenly spoke in a sharp tone, my head was no spinning with so many bad thoughts.

'This is definitely, where I die!'

"What? Why? What the hell is going on Carter, why are we here? Are you going to... kill me?" I queried in a shaking voice, I wasn't exactly sure if I wanted to hear the answer to that question.

"Just do it angel, I promise you I'll keep you safe okay?" His voice had softened a great deal, making me feel more at ease.

I nodded my head in compliance as I reached for the door handle, as I stepped out of the car I could feel the cold air nipping at my bare skin.

I stood where he told me too, my hands were shaking from the anxiety creeping through me. I know he said he'd keep me safe, and it sound great at first but what if he was lying? What if he really is going to kill me.

Suddenly the lights to the car flipped on startling me, but as I looked out into the open, I was stunned by the most magnificent view I had ever seen.

"Oh. My. God. This is amazing!" I exclaimed loudly, not being able to contain my excitement.

Little things like this filled my soul, I didn't have the best childhood. I saw to much to soon, it caused me to grow up way quicker than I was supposed to. So I guess things like this, fuels my inner child.

I sat up on the hood of the car and laid back, looking up to take in all of the night sky.

Carter emerged from the car holding a some sort of cigarette in his hand, he walked over to the cliffs edge and sat down with his legs dangling over the edge.

"Carter what are you doing?! You could fall." I exclaimed worriedly, but he didn't seem phased by any of it.

"Don't worry about me, I've never really been scared of heights." He said plainly, as if he didn't have a care in the world.

As I watched him press the button on his lighter, the flame lighting up his features drawing me in. I had a feeling in my gut that was dragging me over to the edge, I slipped in next to Carter swinging my legs back and forth. I have never felt this alive, I could feel all of the fear dissipate from my body with each motion.

"What's that?" I asked in a curious tone, his eyes widened at my question.

"A joint, it's weed, makes you feel peaceful I suppose." He said honestly, taking a long drag and holding it in.

I took the opportunity to take it from his hands and inhale it quickly, before he had a chance to steal it back.

"Selena what the fuck are you doing? You shouldn't smoke that stuff!" He spoke sternly, his eyes turning black as he watched me blow out the last of the smoke I inhaled.