The Devil's Slave

Chapter 18

This pillow felt so good, i didn't know that i had a heated one, and also, the smell of that pillow was like heaven.

I felt a little shake but refused to wake up. I just snuggle closer in my pillow.

Again, i felt the shaking.

"Someone is going to die today." I growled sleepingly.

"Baby girl, we at your house," said my pillow.

My pillow talks as well awh but the voice of the Devil was a no no, there must be a reset button somewhere.

I stretched my arm and started searching for any button on my pillow, but instead, my hand collied into a hard surface.

"What are you doing?" said my pillow.

"Searching the reset button to make you shut up," i said with eyes still close.

"You crazy woman," he shooked me hard.

My eyes fluttered open, and my vision was blurry slowly it was coming back, and let me tell you, i was sitting on the Devil's lap and my head against crock of his neck.

My face heated up, and i jumped out of his lap and landed on the side despite him.

"I really sorry, Mr. Devin, " i said.

"Thank you for dropping me, i must go now." i quickly added.

I just got out of the car in a swift movement. The Devil was by my side in record time.

"I can manage, thank you," i replied.

I slowly limped my way back home with the Devil's oversized jacket still on, which kept me warm in that cold weather.

"Are you sure you can manage..." he was saying but had time to finish. Suddenly, the front door opened, and Dean and Catty ran outside like madmen.

"Omg Bella, are you okay?" said both at the same time.

I chuckled and said, " I'm alright, just my clumsy self got me in trouble."

"How did you come back? Where is your car?" asked Dean.

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Dev.." i was turning around for them to meet him but was greeted just thin air. Just like a ghost, both him and his car were gone.

"Never mind, i got a lift," i said, shaking my head slowly.

"If you both done with your interrogation, can i come inside now, im freezing," i teased them.

"Can you walk Bella?" Asked Dean.

"Of course silly," i said while trying to walk straight but fail terribly.

He just lifted me in his arms and carried me into the elevator and into our apartment.

What is it today, guys, carrying me around like that. Am i a sack of potato or what!.

"Guys, i really need a shower, i will come down in a bit," i said.

Dean was about to carry me again but stopped him.