The Devil in Me

As the saying goes: Better the Devil you know.

Shay:
How do you define the word, Devil?
How do you ask someone why they are the way that they are?
I didn't realize when it all really meant.
I was about to come face to face with a Devil for the first time.
Only he wasn't really the first.

Noah:
I had to close my eyes so that I could concentrate on blocking out the pain
My jaw ached, and it felt like needles were pricking my arms and legs.
"Noah," she said in a whisper.
My body shook. Just being close to her was painful. It was difficult to explain how, but the pain from her close proximity was mixed with pleasure.
"Shay," I said back to her, just as quiet.
She let out a small sound.
My eyes opened quickly to see her covering her mouth to stifle a laugh.
"What's so funny?" I asked, feeling the pain in my extremities start to fade.
Her hand dropped quickly to reveal a dazzling smile.
"It's nothing," she said, meeting my gaze, "You were just making a cute face."
I felt myself frown, "Cute?"
She nodded at me with her face dead serious.
I had to glance away from her. I didn't mind that she called me cute, but I felt a strange sensation in my stomach.
She let out a laugh, and the feeling only got worse.