Dealing With A Devil

Chapter 1 The meeting

Brianna p.o.v

You would think that being a twenty-two would be this great...but its not, if your me anyway. A gangster is awsome untill he calls you whore and bitch all the time, and abuses you but you cant leave because your to scared. Uhh my life is a cluster fuck. The only thing that gets me through is the alcohol. I was just laying there on my bed texting my best friend Ashley. Ashley was a tomboy like me, she was the other thing that gets me through. We have been friends for years, and shes helped me through it all but lately its been so much worst. Im not a goth but my life just needs to end. I texted her to come over and she said ok. I waited on my bed and she ran in faster then bugsbunny running from the hunter.

Ashley: "You ok hun." She said as she hugged me. She was...over dramatic, alot!

"Im fine I just needed someone to hangout with." I said, she took a deep breath, and calmed down.

Ashley:" So what do you want to do." She asked, I looked at her and wr both smiled. "Movie time."

2 hours

We were done with the movie, and were talking untill my boyfriend walked in.

Jacob: "Bitch who you think you is." He said slapping me on the face. "Get you ass in the kitchen." Ashley left and I was stuck with this fuck.

"Hey hun I was thinking if I could spend time with me family." I said really hopping he say yes.

Jacob: "Bitch ai kill yo family, im the only person you need so make me some danm food." He said as he took the remote from me. I went to make his food but then I saw it...a knife, I didn't hesitate. I cut my rist quickly and painfully. I hit the floor holding my arm, blood everywhere. What did I do...no no no please I no. Ja ob saw me do it and ran out the door as fast as he could. I felt drowsy, and I slowly felt the blackness take over.

A day later

I woke up and I wasn't dead, or in the kitchen. I was in my room, how did I get in here.

'Uhh my head'. I thought as I held my head up with my left arm, but then I felt a tug on my right arm. I looked down to see horns close to poking my face. They weren't big but close, I jumped back and felt a sting in my right rist. I looked down to see...stichtes, I then looked up to see a young man in a purple suit with purple glowing eyes, and black small horns with dirty blond hair. I gasp which made the man look up in shock.

???: "Shit your not suppose to be up yet, or are you ha well could never guess right." He said as he chuckled. I sat there in shock as I saw a black and purple striped demon tail come from his back, he had a fohawk harcut.

"This is not happening...ha Im dead yea or delusion from blood loss, thats it." I said trying to rap this hole thing around my head. He did a small chuckle and his tail rubbed my chin sinding chills down my back. I launched back and hit a wall next to my bed.

???: "Dose that seem fake or delusional hun." He chuckled, as he grabbed my rist and touched one of the stichtes, I yelled in pain as he chuckled. "Hmm maby I am fake and a delusion but im a damn pain aren't I."

"Who....what are you." I said in so much confusion. He stood there with a cane that had a black crystal in it, it was beautiful.

???: "hmmm my names Mr. Trap but you can call me Trap, and Im a Deamon." He said as he chuckled. I looked at him in confusion.

"So Im dead and in hell?" I said in confusion. He chuckled, jeez is that all this dude dose is chuckled.

Trap: "Nope, see whats happening is that you have a Angel and a Deamon who you control and feed, and well when you died the one fed the most comes out and takes you to heaven or hell." He said in a normal sounding voice, it was sweeter then what I pictured a deamons voice to sound like.

"Wait I've never done anything wrong except cuss, shouldn't I see a Angel." I said with consern.

Trap: "Well you were untill you tried to kill yourself, and sure you didn't die, but you ment to and she is PISSED, so Im going to help you get her back." He said with a child looking smile.

"So you, a deamon, are going to help me go to heaven." I said as I stood up.

Trap: "Yep, and reak havoc on people." He said as he handed me his cane.

"Ok but your a deamon, what do you get out of this." I asked, He looked at me, his child looking smile went to a depressed frown.

Trap: "Well you see, that Angel was my sister and we loved each other." He paused and a flaming tear came down his face. "She loved you and wanted to help you, but then you cut your wrist and she was enraged, she left you and told me to do what I had to do, but fuck that me and you are going to redeem your mistake so that you can go with her and I can be with her again." He said with a evil smile.

"Mother always said dont trust the devil." I said as I Started to look at my clothes.

Trap: "But Im your devil." He said which made me blush, but shiver. "What are you doing anyways."

"Getting in the shower, I smell like a dog." I said as I grabbed my clothes and headed to the shower. I got in and turned the water on, took my close off, and hopped in. It was peaceful untill I heard the door open.

Trap: "Wow, this is a very small bathroom, well apartment in general, you really need to move." I heard the devil say, then a slight chuckle.

"GET OUT PERV." I yelled from the side of the shower curtain. He chuckled and proceeded to look through my stuff. "Wow you really are full of yourself aren't you." He look at me with his glowing purple eye and got face to face.

Trap: "Yep" he said with a pycopathic smile. I blushed redder then a tomato and backed up. He started to laughed. I huffed it away and went back to showering untill I noticed something.

"Hey Mr. Trap can you come here." I said, he walked over and I grabbed his face and made him open his mouth. I then pushed him away. "YOU HAVE FANGS." I screamed. He chuckled and smiled to show the big Vampire looking fangs. I looked in fear, wondering why he had the fuck deamons have fangs.

Trap: "So you gonna stay in there all day or are we gonna get to work." He said opening the curtains and looking me dead in the eyes. I covered my parts and blushed, but then realized that his eyes didn't move, he was locked on my eyes. I blushed harder looking into those beautiful, glowing, purple eyes. There was a long moment of silence. Untill I looked away.

"Yea ok fuck off perv." I said not letting go of my you know want. He chuckled, turned off the water, then handed me a towel. I stayed in the shower and then stepped out, put on my clothes, and realized that he wasn't in there. "Great, stuck with a caring, phycopathic, pervy deamon. ALL I EVER ASKED FOR, THANKS GOD." I said in a sarcastic tone.