The Devil And I

Friends

BLAKE'S P.O.V.

I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, trying to remember half of the shit that went down last night. I remember tossing and turning thinking about that Angel from work.. Mmmmmm... Kaylee.

The name sounds like heaven all on its own. Hearing a stirring noise, I turn around, and see one of the things I did last night... Scratch that TWO.

Two girls are laying in the bed, all tangled up in the sheets. Flashes of memory come to my head, and I let out a dry chuckle. No wonder I woke up so freaking tired this morning...

"Blake! Come in here!" A pensive female voice calls out. A slight ping of anger goes through out my body, being talked to like that by a woman. The disrespect.

How. Fucking. Dare. She.

I turn and walk stiffly through the bathroom door, and into the bedroom, where on of the girls are sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a sheet, and the other is still asleep, her body not covered by anything.

Disoriented, I throw a blanket over her body, not wanting to see any of that.

But that's not what you were thinking last night... were you Blakey boy?

Roll my eyes, telling my inner imp to STFU.

"What?" I snap at the girl. She's pretty enough, but not anywhere as beautiful as Angel. The girl gets up and wraps her arms around my neck leaning in closer, so close that I can smell the musk in her hair.. I wonder how Angel's hair smells... Probably like Heaven...

"Before we leave... Do you wanna go a couple more rounds?" She asks while trailing her hand down my chest and close to my boxers...

Last night, I would have said,"Hell yeah!" , and pushed her back on the bed, but today, my thoughts were focused on Kaylee.

Like they've been all fucking week... It's been torture.

"No. Stuff to do, people to see..." One person in particular at least... I move back, leaving a confused woman in the center of the room. 

"But why?" I look her straight in the eye, and do what I've been doing for two years now. I tell the brutal truth.

"Because, the only reason why I laid you last night, was to get rid of the tension I've been feeling in my body. It wasn't lust for you. It was for another woman, that I can't have yet. But I will soon. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to meet her some where."

I move past her and pick up my jeans, and slip them on, then throw on my T-shirt. I grab my jacket from the table, along with my keys. I turn around and look at the ashen faced girl. I open the door as the other girl wakes up.

"No hard feelings right?" I call back into the hotel room. She just nods her head, but I can see she's biting her lip to stop from crying.

The other girl sits up and rubs her head. "What happened...Stacey?!?" She looks in shock at her naked best friend.

Stacey turns her head and looks at her friend. "Nothing Camila... I was just talking to a heartless bastard, that's all."

I shake my head and close the door. That's just what I am baby, that's just what I am...

KAYLEE'S P.O.V.

I sit down on the couch next to Mayia, who's watching The Fault In Our Stars for the two- thousandth time all week.

"If you want romance so bad, why don't you just go find a boyfriend?" I pop a piece of popcorn in my mouth and turn up the volume.

Mayia sighs and turns her blushing face away. I poke her in the ribs with the remote. "C'mon! Spill." She shakes her head, then without warning, peals of laughter break out. I have to bite my lip to keep it from curling. Mayia is just such a happy person, it's hard to stay serious when you're with her.

"Because I don't want to deal with the heart-break of mine dying." She tells me in her serious voice. We both burst out laughing this time, and my Iphone rings.

I take it out of my back pocket and check who it is. It says "Unknown Number", so I tuck my phone back into my shorts. After about ten minutes later, my phone rings again, and irritated, I take it out of my pocket again.

It's from the same caller as last time.

I tell Mayia to pause the movie, and of course, she protest. I tell her it's for a good cause.

She rolls her eyes and mumbles. "It better be the best damn cause in the world..." I roll my eyes back. "It is. It's my happiness."

I get up from the comfy couch, dreading the fact that the floor is cold, so I grab a pillow, and throw it on the floor, and scoot away like a worm.

With shaking hands I answer the phone. "Hello?" My voice is a squeak.

I hear a chuckle at the other end. "It's about time you answered my calls, I was beginning to think something happened to you! Did you miss me?"

I think this is a prank call, and I do not liked being tricked, not one bit. So I use my clever and witty brain to come up with a answer in a question.

"It depends on who I am talking to right now. As a matter of fact... Who are you exactly?" I smile on my end of the phone, then I hear the guy laugh again. It sounds familiar...

"Nice to hear from you again to... Angel." My heart actually stops or about three seconds, and then I regain some common sense.

"Blake?" My voice isn't even my own. Blake laughs again, a wicked sound, then he said two words that caused me to drop my phone.

"Look outside." And when I do, I see him sitting in his car. In. Front. Of. My. House.