The Devils Angel

Chapter 9

The next time I woke up I knew it was still night. I knew that as I hadn't slept much at all. Cole for some reason kept puting his head in but I would pretend to be asleep. I didn't need him rubbing my face in the fact he was right. I wish I hadn't ever gone into the garden. No actually I'm glad I did and have seen what he is truly is. I needed to remember the fact he didn't have an ounce of good in him.

He was an actor. He said himself he had lived for 507 years. Its a long time to perfect your acting skills. How stupid of me to forgive someone twice. I should of known the first time how he would hurt me. I was an idiot. Not being able to just lay there any more and stare at the ceiling I got up and went into the wardrobe. I grabbed the first pair of jeans I touched and chucked on a plain white top. Throwing on a pair of black converse shoes I walked into the room and looked at the bed.

How pathetic of me to just lie there and think for hours on end. I couldn't let myself do that anymore. If I find everything I can about this place then I will be able to find the way out.

First things first even if Cole's friendship was fake I needed him on my side. Only one way to do that and that was flirt like hell. The idea made me chuckle but seeing as I was in hell might as well act devilish. I looked back at my wardrobe and got changed into something else.

I did my makeup carefully, outlining my eyes lightly to make them stand out and adding a slight bit of gloss to make myself look ready to be kissed. I had never done anything like this before and I could already tell it was going to be hard. I breathed slowly to build up my confidence.

Before I could back out I walked straight up to the door and opened it plastering on a fake flirty smile while I did. He was facing the wall and didn't even look when I opened it.

This really was going to be hard.

I put my shoulder against the wall spoke in the softest sweetest voice I could.

"Good morning." With that he turned with a bored look on his face which changed as soon as he saw me. His back went dead straight and his eyes widened then travelled up me. I had put on a red dress that came above the knee and highlighted ever curve I had.

"Uh...H..hi..." His eyes still remained wide but he kept them on me. You could see he wanted to look back at the dress. 

"Do you like my dress?" I put an innocent face on and did a small delicate turn so he could see the rest. The back of the dress...okay there wasn't much of a back, it was pretty much backless. He stood up and stepped back from me as if trying to clear his thoughts.

"It's...it's...um..." He looked so confused I almost burst out laughing but I knew I had to keep my cool. I pouted and fluttered my eyes.

"Don't you like it?" I had to pretend to look sad. He was instantly in front of me.

"No of course I do...but whats the occasion?" I tried to look innocent.

"No occasion. I just found it in the wardrobe and wondered how it looked. I needed a second opinion." I placed my hand on his arm and looked under my eyelashes up at him. I saw his breath hitch and a small smile played on my lips.

"It's...it suites you.." He kept looking me up and down and I saw his gaze hover on my lips. Well I guess if I was going to get out of here I needed to make sacrifices. I looked down at his belt and saw his huge set of keys jangling there. That''s what I needed. I went closer to him and traced a finger up his arm. I went up on the tips of my toes and whispered slowly and purposefully in his ear.

"You don't know how much that means to me." He shivered at my voice. I leant back and looked him in the eyes our lips were only an inch apart. I knew it was the only way to get the keys but I felt bad for using him this way. I saw him like a friend and it felt wrong knowing that he felt more. He looked at me his eyes wide. If I was going to do it then it would have to be now else I would chicken out.