I rake my fingers through my hair. My breathing is quickened. My brain feels like it's moving a million miles a minute.
I'm panicking.
Fuck I'm panicking.
Okay (Y/N) breathe. It's okay. It's all okay.
My breathe just quickens instead. It's not okay, nothing is okay. I did, what I thought was a fake, deal with the devil and now here I am. I am sitting at this picnic table after finding out that deal was not fake at all. In fact, it's so real I just watched a demon walk away from me. What the fuck am I going to do? He won't tell me what I have to do. I know that means it's bad. I know it means I am going to severely regret this stupid fucking deal. I just really didn't think this was all real, I didn't think this would work.
I need to talk to Kate.
I compose myself enough to get up. I feel a little wobbly on my feet. My eyes scan around me. I want to see if he's around or not, see if he is watching me. When I don't see him, I start walking. I'm halfway to my car when I realize I am practically running.
I hurry to Kate's door. I know both her parents are at work, so I knock loudly and rapidly. She is probably in her basement, so I need her to hear me. I am knocking non-stop and the door finally flings open. Kate is standing there in her pajamas, her hair is disheveled. I clearly woke her up.
"Jesus (Y/N) what the fuck do you need? Are you dying?" She asks, her voice groggy.
"I might as well be fucking dying!" My words come out louder than I wanted them to. My panic is returning, and I push past Kate and into her house, slamming the door behind us. My breathing is quickening again, and I drop to the ground. I don't know when I started crying but I feel warm tears falling down my cheeks. I am sitting on the ground in a heaving, crying mess. Kate drops down quickly beside me and pulls me into her arms. She squeezes me tightly, trying to calm me down.
"(Y/N) talk to me. What is going on? What can I do?" Her words come out soft, like she doesn't want to make my current state any worse.
My chest is rising and falling quickly. It feels like my lungs can't get enough air into them. Tears are still falling quickly from my eyes and I start to feel dizzy. I need to calm down. I need to be able to talk to her, to tell her what's going on. Kate's arms tighten around me.
"Just take deep breathes, you'll be okay...I promise you'll be okay." She speaks softly again, hearing her voice is calming. It makes me feel less alone in this. I don't know how she can help with this but having her here is still comforting. I needed her.
I start to control myself a little bit. I take deep breathes and slowly let the air fall past my lips. I keep my deep breathes going and lift a hand to wipe away at my cheeks, they are soaked with tears. When I am calmed down enough I finally speak.
"It worked, Kate. That deal with the devil, it worked."
"What... what do you mean?" her words come out confused. I could tell she truly thought the whole thing was as much B.S. as I did.
"He came today, Kate. Some demon boy. He told me that he is here to hold up his side of the deal. It fucking worked." My tears start to fall again, I can't help it.
I hear Kate mumble a 'fuck' under her breathe as she continues to hold onto me tightly. "(Y/N), I didn't think... I didn't know. I am so sorry." I haven't told her much, but it doesn't take a genius to know that any deal with the devil can't be good.
I shake my head. I don't want her to feel like this is her fault. I said yes, and besides we both thought this was all fake. It's no one's fault it turned out to be real. "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. I just, I don't know what to do. He came to me today. He said he is here to hold up their side of the deal of giving me a boyfriend. I asked what my side of the deal was, but he wouldn't tell me, Kate. It's probably so bad..."
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A Deal With The Devil
Fantasia(Y/N) is tired of not having a boyfriend, so she makes a deal with the devil to bring her a one. She has no idea the cost of her actions, yet...