"Wake up Sam...Sam..wake up?!",
"Wh..what?",I said as I struggled to open my eyes.
"Wake up.. its dinner time..",spoke John.
John stood near my bed, and gestured at his watch.
"Yeah..", I said as I slowly got up and sat upright on my bed,still feeling sleepy.
I quickly went to the dining hall and had dinner and came back to my room. I avoided conversation, I didn't want to speak to anyone."Well... Time for a bong..", I said as I pulled out my bong and started lighting up the weed and began huffing the smoke up.
Soon my eyes turned pink again,I was high again."Is this what you desire the most?", echoed the voice.
"What the...",I said to myself and got up from my bed.
I ran from one room to another I thought I was hallucinating because of the psychedelics I took but the voice followed me everywhere I went."Do you hear it John?!", I asked John who was texting on his phone.
"What?...What voice?", asked John looking at me.
"The voice which is asking if i desire this the most..",I replied.
"Bro..you're just high..", said John and laughed."Is this what you want? To turn back time and make everything okay?",the voice echoed again.
Strangely none of my friends could hear who was speaking and laughed at me saying I was just high.
I pressed my hands on my ears trying to shut out the voice from being heard.
I ran out of my apartment and went onto the roof.
It was the month of November. I huffed heavily as I looked all around, no one, there was no one. I calmed myself down but my heart was still racing. My warm exhales made a cloud of vapour appear in the chilly air.
The leaves of the trees rattled as the cold wind blew and the neighbours were already asleep.
I took out my phone and looked at the screen, It was 11:30 pm.
I exhaled one last time, thankfully the voice was not there to be heard anymore.
I took out the pack of cigerettes from the pocket of my trousers and helped myself to light one up.
"Those things kill you know?", the same voice was heard again but this time It came from the corner end of the roof.
"What the... Who are you?!",I asked, my feet trembled as the cigerette fell onto the ground.
"Let me be known as Cristopher as of now and I have come to you because you called..",said the man.
"What the hell are you talking about?!",I yelled and tried to move towards the stairs,I needed to get out.
"Didn't you wished upon our Lord Lucifer that you would sell him your soul if he sent you someone who would help you to get yourself out of this mess?",spoke the man.
Cristopher spoke very calmly,his way of speaking was very polite.
"Let me tell you, Why not we make a little deal between ourselves?", spoke Cristopher as he came near to me.I tried to sprint towards the stairs but he came up in front of me. I stopped as I looked up at his face, I couldn't see his face, it was covered in darkness. He wore a hood and a denim trousers.
I felt as though my body froze and he leaned his face forward and whispered onto my ear,"You give me your soul and I'll help you be a better man."
She proceeded to speak about my past,he seemed to know me very well and the words he chose were like a knife to my heart.
He spoke again,"Why change the past when you can create a better future?"
His words were sweet as honey and I could sense me agreeing to him.
"I'll help you be a better man but remember, There is a condition though.", he said and paused.
"What condition?", I asked with a trembling voice.
"If you choose to be good. I'll make you the best but if you choose to be bad,I'll turn you into the worst.",he spoke.
"If you agree to the terms, say yes and I'll initiate the contract.", he spoke and waited for my reply.
I could feel my body unfreeze but I wasn't afraid anymore.
I looked at him and replied without thinking twice,
"Yes."He gave out a chuckle and whispered,"You can never escape from me now nor I can escape from you, we are bind together by the faustian contract."
He spoke again,"Now where do you want the seal?", asked Cristopher."Place it on my left arm.", I replied.
Cristopher reached out his hand and grabbed my left hand gently.
I felt a mild burn on my arm but I didn't bother to look at it.
He whispered,"Now, we are together."
I felt dizzy and collapsed but I felt Cristopher catching me before I hit the ground.
YOU ARE READING
The Faustian Contract
Teen FictionThe story revolves around Samuel Kurtz, A college going boy who creates a faustian contract. "Why would I apologize for being a monster,Nobody apologized for turning me into one."-Samuel. Will he make it out alive Or die like everyone else?