Hi Lovelies
It's Lovely
HERSELF
SENSITIVE CONTENT IN THIS POST BASED ON A TRUE STORY
I went through the darkest moment a person can have in his or her life. I went through darkness, and I met the devil who introduced himself as a friend. He guided me to the world of death. I decided to talk about it and maybe it will help me in a way that I can handle being still alive in a better way, to become a better person, to take off memories, and relieve some thoughts. So I will take you on a journey that left a lovely person behind and that created a person with a broken heart and almost no hope. And this is my story about my experiences before that day when I wanted to kill myself.
This is
Chapter 6 - Start from the beginning
This book is for MATURE audiences only! There is STRONG sexual content, explicit language, violence, and lots of R-rated situations. Read with caution!
14 days ago
"Rut row."
The Devil narrowed his eyes at me,
"Rut row is right, love." I felt the unmasked man release his hold on me and take a few steps back. I felt my heart slamming against my chest as I tentatively began stepping back, my entire being was shaking with complete, and utter fear.
The Devil smirked mockingly as he matched my steps, every time I took one back, he took one forward.
"E-Easy big boy...the suns getting real low." I held my hands out, hoping a little Avengers quote would make this beast rethink his advances.
He barked out a humorless, dry laugh, the points of his teeth glinting in the light of the moon as he stared dangerously at me, "Come on, sparky. Show me what you got."
My body trembled as I held my hands out, urging the sparks to come to life and slam this Transformer to the ground. But no sparks came out, and I was left completely defenseless. I tried to concentrate, I even shut my eyes, but all I could think of, were those steps getting closer and closer to me.
"Well, this is quite boring. Come on sparky, show me what you got." He mocked, the six men crowded behind the Devil's massive figure, watching with anticipation.
Finally, a small etch of lightning flowed out of my fingertips and barreled towards the Devil at the speed of light. Instead of hitting him, like I prayed it would, he simply held out his hands, forcing the small bolt of lightning to dissipate in mid-air.
"Oh, Jesus Christ..." I muttered.
The Devil made a disgusted face, "He has nothing to do with this, sparky."
"Fuck. Okay, what do you want from me?" I pleaded, watching as the hum of electricity began to dissolve from my body.
The Devil took another menacing step towards me until I could feel the heat radiating off of him, my body shook with anticipation as he towered over me.
"I'm here to collect a favor I granted to your pathetic mother all those years ago. As I'm sure you're well aware, the Devil grants favor, and in return, I collect on those favors. I'm here to collect." His voice was deep and booming, the smell of cigarettes was sharp and overpowering in my nose.
"W-What do you want?" I asked, my voice laced with fear and apprehension.
"You."
"Me?"
"No, I'm just kidding. I don't want you, but you should have seen your face. No, I'm simply interested. None of my favors have turned out like you. I'm here because of mild interest." I could see it in his eyes, how much he loathed me, how much he hated me. That hate made me want to gouge my eyeballs out with a spork.
"Although I'm flattered by your kind words...I think I'm gonna have to take a pass on your very alluring offer." I said slowly, beginning to back up once more.
He trailed me like a lion stalking its prey, his eyes were cold and serious, the red in his dark animal eyes grew brighter with every step he took.
"I don't recall ever giving you an option. There is only one right answer to this." He said lowly.
I frowned, "Is it C? Because usually, that's what I put. And if I, for some reason, don't think it's C, then it's probably B."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" He seethed, his eyes growing redder by the second and he continued to step towards me.
"Okay, Okay..." I raised my hands up, "Final answer...it's A."
And with that, I turned on my heels and sprinted away. My Crocs squeaking against the grass floor of the forest, large raindrops began to sprinkle down from the sky.
"Sparky" I heard him call from way behind me. Was this dude even running? Was I really not worth minimal physical exertion?
The rain began to pick up, the droplets soaking my skin and hair as I sprinted through the woods, my Crocs continuing to squeak with effort.
I cursed under my breath as I slipped out of them, pressing a quick kiss to the neon purple rubber and whispered, "Ohana, Croc. Nobody gets left behind. I'll come back to you."
I dropped the shoes and to the ground as I began sprinting, barefoot, across the forest floor. Mud and mulch dug their way into my skin as my body heaved with effort. Thunder roared through the sky, and a ripple of lightning flashed through the sky.
Hell yeah.
I felt the electricity plummet through the sky as I began channeling its energy, breathing in its weight and severity like it was air. I felt my veins run cold as I felt His presence near me. I could still smell cigarettes as he walked out, casually might I add, from a tree next to me.
"Your incessant running is boring me to death, sparky. So why don't you be a good little child, or whatever the fuck you are, and come with me? I'm growing impatient, and you do not want that." He took another drag from the cigarette, completely oblivious to the rain that poured around us.
"You couldn't have even run after me? Really?" I pointed out, trying to stall time as I channeled the sky.
He shrugged, wiping a cloud of nonexistent dust from his impeccable suit, "That would require effort, and honestly I'm not really feeling that. Also, you're a little wet right now. I wouldn't want to get my suit dirty." He motioned to the pools of water dripping from my face.
He, on the other hand, was completely dry, it was almost as though the weather itself didn't even affect him.
I felt the electricity hum through me, as I continued to stall.
"You know, we could just like...part ways? Maybe pretend this didn't happen, because at this point I'm really hoping that's an option."
He yawned with boredom, his attention focused on the cigarette drooping from his mouth.
He sighed, "Okay, yeah, I know you're going through changes and shit because you're what? Like 12? 13?"
"I'm 28, but go on."
"Whatever. You're going through changes, yadda yada yada, and you're hormonal and confused and mentally incapable to process the fact that you need to come with me. Now. You can either come with me willingly, or I'll force you. And trust me, if I have to force you, it will be excruciatingly painful." He puffed out another ring of smoke, forming a perfect O.
I felt the lightning finally strike my core as I held out my hands, and hit him with a dozen bolts of electrifying power. It was the most amount of lightning had ever used before, and although I rejoiced in the purple flashes that emitted from my fingers, I felt my body quickly growing tired from exertion.
I expected to see him on the floor, burning to pieces, but instead, he held out his hand, his skin absorbing the shock waves as he dropped the cigarette to the forest floor.
"Well, that was dramatic." He sighed.
"You shouldn't litter." I heaved, trying to draw attention away from the fact that my little lightning bolts had just taken away every ounce of energy I had.
He fazed innocence as he glanced at the forgotten cigarette on the forest floor, "Goodness me, you're right. Anyways, if you're done with your theatrics, I'd like to be going now. You're really not the most important thing I could be wasting my time on right now."
I made a turn to run when suddenly there was a circle of flames surrounding me. White-hot, flames erupted in every direction, threatening me with their searing heat. The tips of the flames licked at my skin as they roared 10 feet high, the smoke-filled my lungs as I coughed, my eyes watering from the heat and smoke.
I glanced behind me to see the Devil lighting up another cigarette, "Are you done, sparky? Can we be getting going now? I've been playing nice with you, child, but I'm bored now. And if I have to ask one more time, I won't be so nice."
He did that. He made these insane flames that surrounded me, out of nowhere. If I hadn't thought it by now, his actions definitely confirmed it...he was much more powerful than me.
I shook my head strongly, taking in a deep breath as I tried to break through the flames. But holy hell, those flames licked at my clothes and burnt my skin. I screamed as the skin on my leg bubbled and boiled a sickly red, searing pain shooting up my skin. I fell to the ground as tears from the pain flew freely down my cheeks. I grasped my injured leg in my hand, covering the burn with my palm, praying that the pain would dissolve soon.
The flames suddenly blew down, and the Devil stood over me. His face still dims with boredom as he sighed.
"Are you done?" He asked, his eyes still red.
I shook my head defiantly and shook away my tears as I tried to summon another lightning bolt. But before I could, the last thing I saw was the sight of flames being thrown at me.
And I fell into a dark, painful sleep...
To be continued
