Devil Inside (Ben Bruce)

22

"If you were a Disney princess, which one would you be and why?" Lily asked me. We were currently laying on her worn-out bedroom carpet, asking each other random questions because it was fun. 

And because it was helping her to calm down. 

We'd taken care of the body. I brought it outside when no one was looking and brought it to the town's cemetery. It was a rather large graveyard for such a small town. We got to work and dug a hole that was just about regulation size. Because it seemed so hard for Lily, there was no ceremony. The man was dead and now his body was where it needed to be. 

And then we got to work on cleaning those walls. Lily got a bucket of water and soap and we used old washcloths to clean the blood off of the wall and floor. As for the knife, I put it in the trash, never to be seen again. 

But back to the game. "I would be Belle because she's hot as fuck," I answered. I looked at her. "What about you?"

"I would be Ariel. She's the only woman I know that can go around in nothing but a bra and not get shit from other people for it."

I laughed rather loudly. "That's the sexiest thing that I've ever heard you say."

Lily's face went bright red. 

I squeezed her hand. "I'm allowed to think your sexy because I'm your boyfriend and your first. So get used to it."

Instead of responding, Lily simply went on to her next question. "If you could have any superpower, what would it be?"

I thought for a moment. "To be able to see under people's clothes without them knowing."

Lily smacked my arm. "You're worse than a horny teenager."

"Well, what would your superpower be?" I asked her. 

Lily looked up at the ceiling. "To be able to walk through walls."

I was about to ask her why, but decided that her reasoning was probably very personal. I think that she's gotten enough off of her chest for one day.  "Since you're attracted to women too, I can legally ask this question. If you could fuck any pornstar, retired or not, who would you fuck?"

"Gabriella Fox," She said almost mindlessly. 

"Why?" I asked. "I don't even know who that is."

"Because she's hot as fuck!" Lily answered. "Why else would you do a pornstar?"

"This is true, this is true." I looked at her. "Do you have any other favorites?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at her. 

"Abbey Brooks, Sasha Grey's done some, so she could count too, Shawna Lenee," She counted off on her fingers. 

I tried my best to hide my shock. "Damn, you have a list running."

"I was a lonely teenager once too. I just....wasn't like the other girls."

"So you watched porn?!"

"I prefer to call them adult films. But I don't watch them anymore."

"Do you regret it?"

"Regret it? Of course not. I was just more interested in the boobs than the cock." She shrugged casually, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

I laughed. "And this is why we get along so well."

"It's my turn to ask a question," Lily changed the subject. "If you could have any job in the world, which one would you have?"

"I'm already living my dream job, baby."

"I should have seen that one coming," Lily shook her head.

"Well, what about you?" I asked her.

"I guess I'd like to be paid to draw professionally. That would be pretty awesome. Can you imagine my art hanging in a museum?"

"Only when you're dead," I answered jokingly. "The value goes up then," I explained. 

"You're probably right. I should try to draw as much as possible now then." She sat quietly for a few seconds before moving on to the next question. "What's the worst date that you've ever been on?"

I thought for a long time. I can't remember most of my dates from the past, but I don't know if I could honestly pick one out and say that it was the absolute worst date that I've ever been on. "Once I was on a date with some blonde chick and she started making out with another guy. That was pretty terrible."

Lily giggled. "Is that true?"

"The worst part is that I ended up having a one night stand with the waitress too. So I guess that neither one of us was really interested in the other one. What was yours?"

"Once I went on a date with someone because they looked attractive. And they ended up getting drunk, underaged mind you, and then I had to drive myself home without a license. That was pretty terrible."

"Do you have a license now?" I asked. 

"Well, yeah. Now I have one. But when I was fifteen, things were kind of different."

"Are you ready to move out yet?" I asked her. "Because you can't stay here forever, you know."

"By lease is up in two days. I think that I've found somewhere else to live. I just don't have any way of transporting all of my stuff. I don't have any boxes either."

"I can help you figure that out. It can't be too difficult to get a moving truck in here. Maybe a U-Haul or something."

Lily shrugged. "I'm not worried about it at the moment. Besides, there's a used car lot in the center of town, and I was planning on going there today to get something. That check with Miss Elliot's will finally came. And can I just tell you, she has a lot more money than I thought that she did. I wonder why she even stayed here in the first place. She could have lived in a house in a neighborhood filled with people that would appreciate her."

"If she didn't live here though, you wouldn't be in this position, now would you? Maybe it was all just meant to be," I pointed out.

"If that's true, then I suppose that destiny is real. But God still isn't," She quickly added.