i watched it happen, even through all the commotion, i watched him die. the only one i loved was gone and i watched it with my eyes. i watched him get hit, and didn't try to stop him. yeah, of course i screamed when i noticed what was about to happen, but what was that going to help?
god, that's such a glum way to start a story, but that's how it happened, that's how i lost the love of my life and sold my soul to the devil. now, i know what you're thinking, "damn, that's a lot to take in so soon" i know, but let me tell you the whole story.
where should i start? well, oliver and i started dating in seventh grade, we're seniors now. i couldn't ask for a better boyfriend. about a month or so he asked me to go on a date with him. he picked me up and we went to the movies. we went to cross the street to go back to his car, and that's when a drunk driver hit him and killed him. the love of my life was taken from me in the blink of an eye. i didn't know what to do. i watched everyone show up and go as i just sat there sobbing. i was lost and helpless. i finally stood up and walked to where my parents were. i didn't say anything as they led me to the car. i got in the back seat and rolled myself into a ball, and sat silently during the whole ride home. we got home and i went straight up the stairs to my room, got in bed, and stared at my ceiling. i laid there for two hours, staring at my blank ceiling, lost and numb. i finally fell asleep, but in a way, i wish i hadn't. peaceful would be the last word i would use to describe that night. the scene kept playing over and over in my head.
after a night of restless sleep, i woke up. i would do anything to have oli back. i made a decision. that's what i was going to do. i was going to do everything in my power to get him back. i grabbed my laptop and sat up in my bed. there was only one logical (okay, maybe not so logical) solution here. i had to sell my soul. yeah, you heard me, selling my soul to the devil to get my boyfriend back. seemingly an amazing idea at the time, but oh boy was i wrong. i started doing some research. trying to find information on people that have sold their soul, how to do it, the consequences, etc, etc. i decided that after everyone had gone to bed, i'd sneak out, find a spot, and make this happen.
my day was pretty dull. (i decided to sell my soul and then decide to say my day was dull, crazy, i know) for the most part i spend my day gathering things i might need. candles, lighter, incense, and a blanket were all shoved into my bookbag (in place of my usual ap chem book). i put the bag in my closet and said chem book on my shelf. now, the waiting. for the most part, i laid in my bed on my phone all day. you would think i would be sad, but i was actually quite happy. i was going to have my boyfriend back (hopefully) and i was just dying with anticipation (no pun intended). the day went by pretty slow. my parents got home from work, we ate dinner like normal, said our goodnights, and went to our respected rooms. i continued to lay in my bed. i checked the time on my phone and noticed it was one in the morning. there was no way my parents were still awake. i got up and walked to my closet and grabbed my bag. i throw on a sweatshirt and some shoes and make my way towards the stairs. i take a deep breath as i ready myself to go down these stairs as quietly as possible. i manage to make it down the stairs without waking up my entire house. i quickly slip out the door and walk towards the woods. there's an abandoned house that's about a ten minute walk from my house. once i wake it there, i set my blanket on the floor and begin setting out the candles and incense. after lighting it all i sat down on my blanket.
i take a deep breath to steady myself. after a moment, i decide to get this over with. with a shaky breath i begin to speak,"in the name of satan, open the gates of hell and greet me, come forward, show us you're here. i invite the forces of darkness to bestow their infernal power upon me. i invoke thee lucifer from the east. i invoke thee beelzebub from the north. i invoke thee astaroth from the west. i invoke thee azazel from the south. come forward forces of darkness and greet me." i felt the air around my get cold and the candles flickered, but the air was still. i knew i had done it. i hesitate for a moment before speaking, "i've summoned you here to make a deal. if you will bring oliver ryan baker back to this earth as he was before yesterday, i will give you my soul, and do as you please. if you agree to this offer, give me a sign. make the candles flicker twice for yes and once for no" the candles flickered twice. i knew our deal was over. it was time for everyone to leave. "thank you for coming to me this evening. i'm leaving now, you must return from where you came." just like that the air got warm again. i begin shoving my things into my backpack and quickly headed home. i just fucked up, big time.
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sold my soul to satan
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