Deals With The Devil (Chris MotionlessXreader)

Maggot

'Hehe...hehehaha! You can't kill me! You can't kill me! I can't go! I'll never leave!' I pitied Devin, the way his hair had a habit of slipping in front of his eyes, the way he ran his tongue over his bottom lip, the way he mutilated and deformed women. When you're friends with someone for so long, you begin to notice the little things. I knew how he looked, inside and out. He knew me, every weakness, every fear. We were one in the same.
'I don't plan to kill you, I just want to make you suffer...While my beautiful little girl is resting, I am free. I will use that freedom to make you scream.' The sight before me was something I had only dreamt of. Jack, in the body of Devin was chained to to the concrete wall. His teeth and lips were blood-soaked, his eyes were afraid. 'I am going to get you out of his body. I will get my best friend back and when I do I will send you to hell where all my minions will tear you limb from limb!'
'P-Please don't...Chris I'm sorry, don't hurt me...Fucking do it! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Hahahaha!' Devin was switching between himself and his dad. I honestly wasn't sure of weather to just slaughter him or find a way to save him. I'd have to force Jack's soul into someone else, but who?
Ryan.
'Your fucking whore would look fucking gorgeous with her guts down your throat!'
'Oh shut up.' I pressed forward, forcing my heel into his nose. Devin barely flinched before I crushed the cartilage underneath his skin, hearing it crack and deform under my wrath. He was forced into a sudden fit on screams, both of forgiveness and revenge. 'I'll be back.'

"Wanna die. Wanna throw up. Get it out! Get it out! Kill it! Throw it up! I want him out! So cruel. So emotional. Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I don't want to listen to you! You owe me a lot. Go away! Without me, you'd still be floating around aimlessly. I never asked to be saved! Yes you did. You wanted to be able to touch her. You wanted to feel her. No! No! Get out! Get out of my head! Need to feed. Need to be free. Need to kill. Need to throw up. Fucking kill me!"

I could hear Devin screaming again. He had been going at it nonstop and I was beginning to get fed up with Chris that it was nothing to worry about. I was helping Ash move some things when I finally saw it. Devin sprinting out of nowhere, his hands covering one of his eyes desperately as he ran. 'Stop fucking running!' I heard Ryan scream, dashing after him.
'U-Um...what's going on?' I looked over at Ash who was snickering at the sight.
'Ryan has been working endlessly just to get Jack out of Devin. Looks like he finally snapped.' She began to laugh hysterically as Devin tripped over nothing and Ryan finally got his chance. 'Bastard can finally stop sleeping in my room.'
Devin looked like he was about to get his throat slit. His hands were still desperately covering his left eye and confusion was still lingering in my mind. I watched as Chris calmly stepped out of Ash's tent and stepped towards the panicked man, a blade stuck between his index and middle finger. I watched in utter horror as Chris threw the blade to Ryan, not letting his demonic eyes wander off of his target. Ryan caught it and slammed his foot down on Devin's stomach, stopping him from moving. 'Stop fucking running away!'
'I would if you were going to kill him! Fucking degenerate scum! Why do you even listen to him? He's the son of the devil!' Devin screamed, the voice obviously not his own. Ryan ignored him and plopped himself down on Devin's stomach before staring intensely at his hands. 'S-Stop it! Let me go!' Devin's hands suddenly flew away from his left eye, revealing it. Every bone in my body was begging me to intervene but fear was running rampant in my veins. I felt a sickness rise in the pit of my stomach and Ryan plucked out Devin's left eye with the edge of the blade, leaving only his optic nerve to be severed.
'GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!' Devin was screaming like a maniac by the time Ryan took his dangling eye between his thing and index finger and ripped it out out of Devin's head.
'Got it!' Ryan called, chucking the organ over to my dead-eyed boyfriend. Ryan then placed his hand over the empty void where Devin's eye used to be before looking over at me as I trembled uncontrollably. 'Have you been there the entire time?' I stayed silent, frozen by the sight of my best friend wallowing in perpetual agony. I felt that familiar sickness rise in my throat but it was more real, more than just a feeling. I raised my hand to my mouth, just before my vomit had its chance to escape. Devin was still crying out, desperately wanting it to end. Ryan, without even hesitating, rammed his fingers into Devin's eye socket. Minutes passed with Ryan curling his fingers inside Devin's skull and Devin had to bear through all of it. 'Come on, where are you?' Ryan grumbled before suddenly pulling a maggot-like creature out of his skull. I inadvertently let vomit dribble out of my mouth and into my hands after seeing it.
'W-What the fuck is that?' Ash asked, taking a step back.
'This is Jack. His spirit wasn't inside Devin, but it was in this thing. They're little spirit worms that embed themselves into your brain, living or dead. They act like a second soul, driving people mad until they seek out human flesh to eat or they drive their host to kill them self and feast on their remains. It's actually pretty fascinating. Any who, get up Devin.' Ryan spoke as Devin twitched lifelessly on the ground. Chris approached him and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, Devin was fine. Chris pushed Devin's eyeball back into its socket and Devin stood up, completely healed.
'I-I...I'm fine?'
'You're still immortal, so not fine but you're alive. Kind of.' Chris answered as Ryan stepped off of him and wandered away, the little maggot wiggling in his hand.
'Wow I...thank you, Chris.'
'Don't thank me. I did it for (Y/n), not for you.'