Dating the Devil.

People call me soulless, but they don't know half of it. 

Three years ago, I sold my soul to the Devil, in exchange for my best friend's life. He had cancer and would have died, but now he has a second chance, and I gave up mine.

The rain lashed at the windows and thunder rumbled. The weather mirrored my emotions perfectly. Jason and I had a fight and I accidentally told him that I love him. He didn't take it well. He told me that he could never love a heartless bitch like me and that I wanted to ruin his new life. I guess I should not have said it after I told him what I had done. I tried to explain, but he refused to listen and stormed out. Leaving me alone.

A noise downstairs startled out of my thoughts. It came from the cellar, which has been locked for a long time. As I stand in front of the door, trying to remember what I did with the key, the knob slowly turned and the door creaked open.

"Hello?" I stumbled down the stairs, my gaze fixed on the light bottom. When I reached the base, warmth from a blazing fire greeted me and the light temporarily blinded me.

"Hello, Alexandré."

The man standing next to the fire could make any woman's knees jelly just by looking at them, but not mine. I knew who he was. But more importantly I knew what he was.

"What do you want? Came to gloat?" I crossed my arms and glared at him.

"I need a favour. In exchange I'll return your soul," he looked up, "untarnished."

That got my attention. Selling your soul to the Devil, means it will reside in hell and will become tainted with darkness and fire. Having it returned untarnished is a big deal, especially if it comes from the Devil himself.

"What could the Devil possibly want from me, that's worth so much?"

"I need a girlfriend."

In the fire-light his face looked red. I snorted.

"A girlfriend? You're not serious." I chuckled, thinking that I must have lost my mind.

"As a matter-of-fact, I am serious." His blue eyes turned toward mine, drawing me into their depths and making me want to dive down and deep into them.

"Why me?" I was astounded. The only man I ever loved abandoned me, and no other boys or men had ever took notice of me. And now the Devil himself is asking me to be his girlfriend?

"I made a bet..."

"Oh, you made a bet. I knew it. Why come to me? You can have any woman on earth in this form, why ask me?" I couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"That is true, I can have any woman that I desire, but of all the woman on earth there is only one that might agree. For you see, part of the bet is that I must tell this woman who I truly am, and she must accept me for it, without conditions, bribery or any other means of control."

The fire grew bigger as he spoke, raising the temperature in the room to an almost unbearable level.

"And what is it that you are trying to do now? Promising me my untarnished soul. Isn't that bribery?"

"Yes, I suppose you could look at it that way, but the fact that you are still talking to me, means that you are willing to at least listen, and therefore I will return your soul, as I promised. Even if you refuse me." His voice grew soft, and his eyes sad.

I looked into the fire, trying to figure out how to answer him. Getting my soul back just for listening isn't a fair deal. But accepting doesn't sound great either.

Dating the Devil. That would be a new one.

"What do you say, Alexandré? Will you do it?" He takes my chin and looks into my eyes. His skin is soft and his lips look so perfect.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

"I... I.... have to think about it." my voice quivers and I suddenly felt ashamed to turn him down.

"That is more than I hoped for." He leaned down and kissed me.

Fire erupted inside me, sparks flew in my mind and my eyes closed. My mind became foggy and my skin was on fire. Then suddenly, nothing.

I opened my eyes to a mass of white. At first I thought I was dead, but as my eyes adjusted I saw that I was in a hospital room. Kissing the Devil wasn't such a good idea after all.

"Alex! You're awake. I am so glad you are alright. When the police called I feared the worst."

"Mother, I'm fine. Really." She took my hand and squeezed it.

"I can see that, now. It's just that..."

"That what?" She is starting to scare me. What happened after the kiss. I can't remember anything.

"The house caught on fire. It is completely burned to the ground. If it wasn't for Samael, you would be ... He dragged you out of the house and called for help. He is a nice man, you don't get many of them anymore. And he's handsome too." She got a far away look in her eyes and I felt suddenly very sorry for who ever Samael was. My mother isn't one to let a good looking guy get away.

"Oh, and look. Here he is now." She got up and went to greet the man standing in the door.

I use this time to look at my surroundings and gather my thoughts. The hospital room looks like every other, and I've been in quite a few. Call it my reckless nature. My mother too, looks the same. Same blond hair and green eyes. Same designer clothes. But at the same time, every thing feels different. I feel different.

"Alex, this is Samael. Samael this is my daughter, Alexandré. I'm sure she would like to thank you, so I'll just go get the doctor." She threw me a look, Samael a wink and disappeared into the hallway.

"I'm glad you're alright, Alexandré. I was afraid that I...." He sounded so scared I couldn't help but wonder if he had anything to do with what happened.

"Thank you, Samael. I'm sorry if I caused you any..." A shock went down my spine when I looked up. My mom was right, he really is handsome. Perfect tanned skin, pearly teeth, the most gorgeous blue eyes I had ever seen and pitch black hair.

"Alex, if anything, I caused you trouble." He took my hand in his and kissed my palm.

I suddenly felt giddy and awkward and my palm tingled were he kissed it. I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine, and a sudden realisation hit me like a train.

This is the Devil.

He made sure I was okay... I feel strange, lightheaded. Seeing him outside my cellar feels so strange, and that kiss... I felt my cheeks heat up and I looked down, suddenly embarrassed.

"Don't be embarrassed, Alex. You really are beautiful. How are you feeling? I guess I went a little overboard last night." His face grew red and he shuffled his feet.

"I'm sorry I burned your house down. I'll buy you a new one."

For the first time in what feels like forever, I laughed a genuine laugh.

"That sounds almost like bribery." I said with a smile. "And by-the-way. My answer is yes."

His face lit up.

"Really, you mean it?"

"Yes, but on one condition. You tell me exactly what the bet is."

Dating the Devil, definitely a new one. At least I got my soul back.

Being the Devil's or, rather Samael's, girlfriend might not be so bad.