Devil || m.c

2.0

2.0 / epilogue

I wrapped my arms around my Mum's petite figure as she squirmed between my hands, giggling.

"Michael! Get off me, young boy," she said.

~

After our escape, Satan went mad, and called for the apocalypse. The world ended, heaven mixed with hell, angels, devils, and demons on the loose.

As for us, the little runaway group, found my parents and Calum's mum and settled down in Sydney. We all lived in a huge, villa-like beach house. Calum found a girl and settled down with her, Mali and Luke, well, those idiots. Ashton and Cecelia broke up, and now he's still single; Cecelia is no where to be found. Mum and Dad, happy as ever, along with Joy, Cal's mum.

As for Angela and I, we ended up together, of course. We loved each other, and still do. It wasn't the oh-so perfect relationship, for we fought. In fact, we fought a lot. But as usual, we'd always find our way back.

~

"Michael, what are you thinking about?" My mum snapped me out of my trance.

"And why are you smiling like an idiot?" Angela giggled.

I threw my hand on her shoulder, and hugged her as I almost suffocsted her by pressing her face to my chest.

"Oh, nothing," I replied to both, a faint smile still on my face.

"I love you," I said. "Both of you," I giggled, adressing Angela and Mum, as I wrapped my other arm around my Mum's shoulder, linking my fingers with hers, as Angela wrapped her arms around my torso.

"We love you too, pretty boy," Angela replied.

"What's up with the names?" I chuckled, as I fell on the couch, pulling the two on it with me.

"Well, if it isn't my two favourite people in the world!" My dad mused, as he walked into the room, and I grinned at him.

"O-oh. Sorry, Mike. I meant Angela and Karen," he said with a deep chuckle.

"Seriously? What's wrong with people being against me? I feel so attacked right now." I said.

"You did not just say that," Angela sternly said.

"Oh, but I did," I said, smirking, as I leaned closer to her, ready to tickle.

She was smart enough to stand up and run, and I followed her around the house, our giggles filling the air.

Soon enough, she got into our room, and she had no placed to go, so I cornered her.

Giggling, "Michael," she warned.

"Hmm, doofus?" I replied smugly.

"Michael, please," she begged, as I wriggled my fingers and got closer to her. At a really close proximity, I put my hands on either side of her waist, smashing my lips to hers. When we pulled back all she said was,

"Oh, you devil."

Okay

It's over.

Wow, okay. Idk what to say.

1. This is the most cliche chapter ive ever read and written, but

2. This is the first story ive ever completed, so i feel accomplished. And

3. Thanks to all who read this, and all who supported me and encouraged me to carry on with this story and series.

Thanks again, and until next time, love y'all xxxx