Falling for The Devil (RomanceHalloweenMasqueradeContest)

Chapter Two- The Halloween play

Chapter Two- The Halloween Play

Two weeks later,

I loved the sound of my brush when it hit the canvas. I was painting and I was happy.

Happy because last night I turned eighteen and today I got my GED. I couldn't wait couple more months so I could graduate with Viona. I had to leave.

I was content because I was moving away. Far-far away from this place. These people. No one in this town really warmed up to me after my parents left and abandoned me, stealing money from our neighbors, except my best friend. She never judged me for my parents actions.

That's why I made her this painting as a memory of us.

She'd asked about the other night but I didn't tell her. I felt like it shouldn't be bragged about. It was beyond perfect and I knew it was IT. There never could be more to it.

I grabbed my luggage and left.

After a long heart-felt goodbye, I gave the painting to her and couldn't stop myself from crying along with her.

I hardly ever cried.

But tonight, it felt good.

We hugged again. "I'm going to miss you." I mumbled.

"I love your outfit."

And that made me laugh.

No one could control me anymore.

I was wearing cut off shorts, black tank topped with open blue button down shirt.

I grinned at her, "I thought I needed this."

She pulled me in for another hug. "You did."

"Are you gonna be okay? If you miss me, I'm only a call away."

I pulled away nodding, and already turning around. Because it was too much.

Leaving this life behind was easy but I never thought about how tough it's gonna be letting Viona go.

Tears streamed down my cheeks, as I saw myself out, shutting the door behind me and somehow not falling to my knees to cry out loud.

I put one foot in front of the other and reached my car. I turned it on and I could feel her eyes on me from the window in the kitchen.

But, I couldn't glance back at her.

Back on the road, I was already hitting the speed limit.

No, my step dad didn't know I'd taken his car. The least he could do for me was let me have this. Which he wouldn't, so I stole. Not that he would be running to the police considering he stole it first from some rich dude.

I rolled down the window leaving everything I felt in last three years behind me.

Except the feelings I'd felt for my Devil.

My Devil?

When the hell did that happen?

Immediately, my cheeks started to burn. Even his thought made me shudder all the way down.

Yes, I would never know who he was but wouldn't what we shared be enough?

Suddenly, my car stuttered two times and jerked to a stop.

I glanced at the speedometer and cursed.

I was out of gas on an empty street. Amazing!

The last gas station was three miles back and who knew how long would it take for a next one to turn up.