The Devil Calls Me His

“Hello?” I ask on the payphone.

“You like testing me, right?” A deep, husky voice says.

“Umm… Who is this?” I shout.

“You know who this is Tessa, stop testing me. I told you not to smoke anymore and you still do!” He roared, I could feel his anger through the payphone.

“So?” I said, confusion in my voice.

“You’re still wearing those clothes, aren’t you?”

He was referring to my half shirt and shorts. I sighed then nodded realizing he was on the phone I replied, “Yup.”

“Once you get home, I’m punishing you.”

“I’m not five.” I say, anger in my tone.

He chuckled deeply, “Believe my Tessa when I say I know.”

“You sick pervert!” I yell. “Ew. I’m hanging up.”

“Tessa. You’re mine, if I want to see your body I will.”

“Oh no, you’re breaking up!” I cried, “I can’t hear you!” Hoping my lie was working, getting ready to end the call I hear him.

“Tessa once you get home, you will be punished. By the end of the night you’ll be screaming my name. You are mine and by the end of the night, everyone will know that.” The line went dead.