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"hi i'm sheyaa joseph, your personal demon assistant." i smirked, putting my hand out.
he was left there frozen, and i waved my hand in front of him. i...i might've broken him.
"uhm...well." i spoke, looking at his bed. i went over, sitting on it. i sighed, feeling my myself being comfortable.
"holy shit this fucking bed feels so fucking good..." i stretched, going over the bed.
"where you came from? why are you here?" he flooded me with questions, pacing back and forth.
"from fucking hell, satan told me i had to balance the good and bad for your sakes." i said, looking at him. "i supposed to come with another nigga who's a fucking angel but...i guess he ain't here?"
he silently nodded, "what you could do?"
"a lot of shit, after all i'm the highest rank devil in hell."
he smirked, crossing his arms, "so you can do anything right? like a magic wand?" i nodded.
"so you change into fucking rihanna or beyonce? or india love?"
"aye say nigga, you going to fucking far." i pointed at him, looking at his entire body.
he was dressed like me before i died. wearing a normal bandana with some jordan 4's. hmm.
"come on, you said you could do anything!" he exclaimed, sitting down next to me.
"yeah but not all that shit." i rolled my eyes, grabbing a pillow.
"whatever bitch."
"yo watch yo fucking mouth. you lucky i'm about to fall asleep since this bed is fucking comfortable..." i said softly, using my mind to put me under the covers.
"whoa..you can use yo fucking mind to do things?"
"yeah...leave me alone now."
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as leland watched sheyaa sleep, he planned on how he get revenge on nayvadius. he felt so hurt on how nayvadius did.
he wanted to move on but he think he couldn't unless he get some type of payback.
just seeing him smile and happy with that little ass girl crushed him. he supposed to be there, not that bitch.
as he planned something, an idea popped up in head. he smirked, waking up sheyaa.
sheyaa woke up, slightly grumpy. "what the fuck yo, what the fuck you want?"
"wake the fuck up. i need you to do something for me." he smirked at sheyaa.
"if you gonna ask about that shape shifting shit, i swear-"
"no nigga. something bigger than that." leland sat next to him. sheyaa picked up his body with his mind, raising his eyebrow with suspicion.
"what you up to little nigga?"
leland rubbed his hands together, "something huge. probably gonna blow your fucking mind."
