Loving The Devil Within

"We both know what I am"he said as he stepped closer.

The funny part was that I did. I looked it all up when I came home from work. But it couldn't be possible. It was fiction. It was the made up stories your parents told you because you decided to not go to sleep. It was the legends told by the people who claim they saw him. But it wasn't reality. It couldn't be. Or at least I hoped.

" You're delusional.You need help"I said stepping up to him.

" And you're afraid to except the truth"he said, his voice echoing through the room.

"The truth is, you're delusional" I said. "You need to get this devil stuff or whatever out your head. Soon people are going to question if you need to be put into an asylum". He rolled his eyes at me. He can not be serious. "Look I'm trying to help you. If you need a therapist, just say so".

He stood there and looked at me. He stuffed his hands in his pocket. He chuckled looking down at the floor.

" Arabella, Arabella,Arabella" my named rolled of his tongue as he looked back up at me. "You've left me no choice".

No choice. I reached for my gun to attempt to pull it out but it was knocked out my hand and I was thrown against the wall. My breath hitched in my throat.I closed my eyes. I didn't want to face the man who called himself the devil.

"Open your eyes"I felt him whisper in my ear.

I did as I was told. And there he was. The devil himself.
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He was the devil in disguise. I wasn't afraid of him. I was a cop for god's sake. He was the man who haunt my dreams. The man who was always there to protect me. And yet he was devil. The man with the horns and no wings. Or as they say.

She was something alright. She made me vulnerable. Too vulnerable. I was the damn devil. Strong and powerful. And yet when I'm with her she had all the power. To either destroy me or love me. But to top it all off she was an angel. She was perfect as they come.