Deal With The Devil

"Im not all Red horns and a devils tail Amelia. I come as everything youd want. Everything about me is inviting." he stated. "Thats the ugly part."

"How?" i asked but he ignored my question and instead leaned into me as if he was going to kiss me. My heart pounded rapidly. His eyes closed and lips close to mine a hand trailing into my hair gently combing into my locks and grabbing a hold of some.

"Do you trust me?" he whispered. I shut my eyes.

"Yes.." i breathed out. There was a silent filled pause as i admired the feel of his lips close to mine, his hand in my hair, and his gentle grip on me. Awaiting for the sweet reliefe of his lips on mine.

"Well you shouldnt." his stern and now cold voice felt like a dagger inside me and caused me to snap open my eyes to find that his once and lively green ones had darkened. And suddenly he pushed me off wearing that stern smile. My stomach dropped, i let out a scream as i fell, air piercing me from every side, the last thing i saw was him crossing his arms and watching me before i shut my watered eyes and braced for impact and possibly the bitter sweet reliefe of death.