Boy Meets D.Evil

1.24

This chapter may be unpleasant and not as interesting as others but I need it since I'm mentally at the worst place possible. Hope it doesn't come of as selfish but a lot of things that happened to Yeong/Hana are from my life and the worst is yet to come. This fanfic is horror because nothing's scarier than a reality you can't escape from without hurting someone, even if it's unintentional or the one you love

I'm feeling so warm, comfortable and safe. My body is pressed against Yoongi's, his hands are wrapped around me and his head is resting against mine. Even though I'm awake, I'm enjoying the moment and laying still since Yoongi likes to sleep longer. Not just that, he gets grumpy when someone wakes him up from the deep slumber. I remember that we'd have sleepovers a lot and I'd intentionally be loud in the morning then mock his childish behaviour. 

But there is something more. I can tell that our friendship wasn't all rainbows and butterflies. There was a dark secret and I can't remember exactly what was it about? If that were the only mystery in our lives at the moment... we're not standing good regarding how much time left we have, I think about five days only

"I can sense your brainstorming, it's disrupting my sleep", Yoongi wined in a tired, raspy voice and tightened the embrace

"Well, someone has to do the thinking"

"Yeah yeah, we can do that later", true, but... I can't just lay here anymore. I waited some more until he fell asleep again to get on the move.

I could find my superior to ask for some extra time and answers, totally disregarding the shit situation I'm in due to breaking the rules. 

On my way to the Wood, I saw with the corner of my eye a school. Ooh, it's the high school we went to. And this spot outside is where he approached me first when I cried because my best friend moved away. Now that I think about it, he truly was there for me every single time. He was that life-changing friend I never thought I'd meet or deserve. But here's the other side of the story... even kind people like him can snap when they feel used. If I was a heavy person to deal with, and I believe I had a complicated life, could that have made him... hurt me? Or one of his friends? 

Anyway, I don't intend to stay alive for the rest of my... second life. I just have to see my friend as I promised and I'll return to Hell right after. Everyone hates me here anyway.

If I'm certain that I don't want to get my life back permanently, why does walking through this old house remind of Yoongi so much? He went like ghost-hunting or something with his crew which is getting smaller with time, 'cause of me. Fuck, I should just hurry and break the contract. 

The candles are lit, the pentagram repaired and all that's left is chanting and hope that I don't get murdered right away. I ignored all the lights flickering and eventually turning off, the windows broke from the strong wind rampaging throughout the house, there's no going back now. When everything settled now, buzzing filled my ears and seeing the flies all over the ceiling indicated I'm about to get a visit

"Aka Manah... this was very bold of you"

"Beelzebub", I stood up since there's no bowing or kneeling when you're the same species, even though he's a prince

"It better be very important, the reason you summoned me"

"My contract and well-being are very important to me, indeed. First of all, am I in some kind of trouble?"

"Are you trying to avoid your punishment?", a prince stronger than the Emperor of Hell, associated with Pride, used to be on my side. I don't know whether the situation's changed and I don't think I'm in the position to be friendly but fuck, I hope He understands