The Secret Ingredient to Falling in Love

Chapter 13. Best Friend Therapy Sessions.

"I sold my soul to the devil."

"You what?! Why?!" Gina's voice rings through the phone and into my skull, her screaming leaving behind a irritating ring.

"I sold my soul to Satan because he's got dirt on me, Gina!" My words come out panicked and I place a hand on my forehead. I made it home about twenty minutes ago and haven't been able to calm down since. My body is shaking and I can feel the sweat start to form on my forehead.

"But why would Satan have dirt on you? Literally, you're nothing but good. If anything, it should be God ringing you up to make deals. I mean - "

"Now's not the time for theories, Gina! I'm being serious. What do I do?!" I cut her rambling off and start pacing around my room.

"Well, I guess you just wait till your ten years are up and try fighting off the hellhounds. Although, your chance of survival is very minim - "

"Gina, seriously! What do I do?!" I stop pacing and sit down on the floor, bringing my knees up to my chest.

"Right, right, sorry. Um I don't know, woman! What did you say you would do?" I sigh in relief when I hear her pull out one of her chairs. Good, this means she's got her thinking cap on.

"Well, I uh - agreed to give him a kiss everyday until . . ." My eyes widen at the realization, my breathing stopping for a split second.

"Until what, Sarah?! Until what?!" Gina screeches into the phone, again making my ears start ringing.

"Oh my cheeseballs, Gina he didn't even give me an until!" I place my hand on my forehead and fall back to lay on the floor.

"Good job there genius." She sighs and I can basically feel her eyes rolling. One would think they were bowling balls, considering how much she liked to roll them.

"What am I going to do?" I groan in defeat and let my body go limp on the floor. I put Gina on speaker and then lay my phone beside my face, letting my arms drop down beside me.

A stray tear slides down my cheek, crashing onto the carpet and dissolving into it. I'm crying over something stupid, how . . . Stupid!

"Just calm down, Hun. You can do this. All you have to do is give him a small kiss on the cheek, everyday until he gets bored and moves on. Or until he completely falls in love with you and you two get married and have fifteen babies and make me the godmother and - "

I laugh softly as she drones on and on about having babies and spoiling them. My tears finally dry up and before I know it I'm a laughing mess on the floor the more Gina and I talk.

Sometimes you just need a little best friend therapy to get by.

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"Sweat pants or jeans, sweat pants or jeans, sweat pants . . . or jeans . . . ?" I tap my chin in thought as I look back and forth between my comfy grey sweat pants and my ripped blue jeans.

"Sweat pants, definitely." I nod in agreement with myself and grab them, holding them close to my chest as I walk to the bathroom.

Today is the first day of the deal. I'm nervous, yes, but I'm keeping in mind what Gina told me. Just wait till he gets bored, then you'll be free!