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Calling an old enemy

Dance's POV

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I still can't believe I am calling him out of all people.

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I mean what is up with me? Why would I have to be so desperate as to call HIM.

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And he is not even picking it up that bast-

"Hello" I heard that all too familiar voice on the end of the phone.

"H..Hi?" I can't be doing this I just cant. Maybe if I hang up now he will forget about it.

"Who is this?" I hear him say. And I know then that I can not go back because if I want my music to go back to how it was I need his help.

"Delilah"

"Delilah? Well where did I hear that name before?"

"Oh you know very well who I am!"

"Well well well If it isn't the master of love. Sweet little Delilah."

"Yeah yeah that's me, but let's cut to business"

"Bussiness? Well I though you were just calling to catch up with your old friend here" Oh I could just feel the smirk on his face and I hated it.

"You know we were never friends and that the only reason that I would ever have to call you is if I really needed you."

"Oh you must be really desperate if you are calling me and begging for my help." Now I could feel the blood start to boil inside of me and I snapped

"FIRST OF ALL I AM NOT DESPERATE AND SECOND I AM NOT BEGGING SO WILL YOU SHUT UP AND HEAR WHAT I HAVE TO SAY"

"Woah woah calm down there tiger."

"Well so will you listen or not?" I was starting to get impatient with him and the quicker we talked the better.

"Okay. What's the deal?"

"I need you to help me figure out what is making the employers at my music act the way they are acting."

"Oh yeah I heard what is happening there." He paused "And also here is where you have your first mistake. We shouldn't be figuring out what but who."

"So you know who it is?"

"No, and even if I did I wouldn't tell you now would I?"

"But you also need my music. I mean you are always popping up there to check on stuff or to mess up stuff."

"I may go there some times but I do not need it."

"So your answer is no?"

"I never said that." Okay now he was confusing me.

"Than what is your answer?"

"As much as I would love to see everything crumble to pieces and fall, I am also quite bored so working on a mystery might be kind of fun."

"So that is a yes?" I asked hopefully

"Yes I do think I will do it." Yes now I just need to hang up and... "But under a few rules that I made up" ugh I knew this was too good to be true

"Well I guess I could consider them. Spit it out"

"Rule number one: I get to choose were we meet."

"Well I guess that is fair."

"Rule number 2: we get to wear uniforms." And here comes the stupid rules.

"No absolutely not"

"Okay okay then how about I get to be the leader."

"There is no leader and we won't be getting uniforms." Out of all the people he had to be the best choice? Ugh

"Okay then how about I just stick to me picking the place and you paying the bills and we are good."

"NO I AM NOT PAYING THE BILLS!" Okay he was getting on my nerves "you get to choose the meeting place and we each INDIVIDUALLY pay our OWN bills."

"Okay okay"

"Deal?"

"Deal" at that moment I clicked the end call button before he could come up with any more stupid rules.

Well I guess I just asked Satan for help... You know what they say you have to live on the edge some times.

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Well I am back! I know this chapter sucks but hey at least I tried. And look Satan is here and helping Delilah out! Let's see how it goes shall we.