The Devil's Lover Page 2

  “Let me go! Help!!” Trudy screamed but then she realized that everything around her went black. The pavement, the trees, the houses… are all gone. There’s only darkness and she’s in the middle of it with Trance behind her and the guy gripping her hand in front of her.

  “How do you like feeling helpless, Trudy?” Trance asked.

  She lost all hope. And that’s when she finally decided to beg. “I’m sorry… Trance, I’m sorry…” She falls down to her knees.

  Trance only smiles at her evilly. “Too late,” he pointed out.

  In horror, Trudy screams loudly as she relives the pain that Trance had went through. The tall guy made her feels them all through a telekinetic connection. And when he finally lets go of her hand, she sits motionless on the pavement. The trees and the houses are also back into her view. The guy then whispers into her ears a sweet seduction that she could never refuse; “your mom’s pills in the closet. Take it. Swallow them all. Let them choke you to death.” She was hypnotized. She could only obey.

  She nods slowly at him. She then stands up and walks home like a zombie. Her eyes unblinking…

  She opens the door to her house…

  She gets into her mother’s room…

  There’s no time to lose.

  She opens the closet…

  And she took the bottle of pills…

  Her hand that opens the bottle does not even shake. She doesn’t seem to portray any anxiety. She could not show it on her face. Deep inside she’s screaming. She wanted to stop but she couldn’t. Her body is not hers anymore. She swallows them all. She feels herself choke. The pain in her throat is excruciating. But she could not even scream. Without her consent, her own face is smiling as she falls down to the floor to her death.

  5. TIME FOR PAYMENT

  Leaning against the tree, he looks past the row of houses on his left. One of those houses belongs to Trudy and that very house will ground a tragedy in the morning. “Time for payment,” the tall guy who had been squatting beside him all along said to Trance. He has deep piercing eyes that will not go unnoticed and a face that will always display a knowing dangerous smile here and there.

  Strangely, Trance feels intimidated with his mere presence. A sense he hardly has since he woke up from his elongated sleep. “I’m not done yet,” Trance spat, partly defensive, partly aggressive.

  Smirking, the man ascends to a stand, towering Trance with his height. “Yes. But for each soul I take, you must pay me.”

  “With what?” Trance asked.

  “Your body…” he answered slyly, his face is brought closer to Trance’s. Inches apart with their lips almost met. Trance sees the demeanor as a provocation. But he refuses to be provoked that easily. He decided to play indifferent.

  Chuckling, Trance shot a question; “So the devil is perverted after all, is it?”

  “Tch tch tch…” He hushed Trance with a smirk that never eases from his face. “Don’t call me by that name here. My name in this form is William Ackerman. So, call me William.”

  Trance chuckles again. Deep inside, his heart is beating loudly but by playing such a carefree attitude towards the devil, he thought he might calm himself for a bit. “Where did you pick that name? From someone you heard on the street?” Trance insinuated.

  “That… is none of your concern, my dear…” He answered in a charming but dangerous tone that was enough to shut Trance up. He then touches Trance’s chin with his finger and brought Trance’s face closer to his. Again, it was as if he’s about to kiss Trance. But instead, he only smiles in a charming seductively evil way towards Trance. “You’re mine…” he stated.

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  William brought Trance to his house. A fake. Everything is fake. He fakes the house. He fakes his family. He fakes his identity. But everyone will believe him. Because William is the devil. His illusion is real to the eyes of others. Only Trance knew of William’s secret. But it doesn’t matter because only William knew of Trance’s dirty little secret as well. Trance had trade his soul for revenge.

  They are in William’s room now. “Lie down on the bed,” William instructed. Trance feels a bit nervous which is perplexing even to himself. Because he can’t feel anything at all before this, but when William is around, he can somehow feel again. He’s becoming more of himself. The old Trance. Of whom he used to be.

  “Hmm… You’re wondering why you have emotions now, isn’t so?” William, reading Trance’s mind, made a correct guess.

  Trance only looks wonderingly at William as he lies on the bed. “Yes. Why is it?” He asked William eager to know the answer. He has a thought that he might not like the answer but he wants to know the truth after all.

  William looks at Trance with his piercing dark brown eyes. He takes off his shirt as he answers; “well… because I have your soul.”

  “What do you mean?” Trance asked again. He is confused with the short answer.

  “I am keeping your soul. Look…,” he shows the palm of his right hand. Something glows inside of it. “Your soul is in here,” he said. “Only you can see this. That’s why you have feelings when I’m near.”

  “But I already trade my soul to you. Why are you still keeping it?”

  “My dear… It’s as a signature to our agreement. It is safe and sound, for now, with me. But once you’re done with your revenge, I’ll get to eat it,” he said, licking his lips as if he’s tasting it. Trance shivers. Part of him dreads the idea. The other part likes it.

  “Will you kill me?” Trance asked as William undo his zippers.

  “Death is your second wish, correct? Revenge is your first,” William answered. He’s naked now and he walks steadily towards Trance who’s lying on the bed totally unprepared for what’s to come. He gets on top of Trance. “Your wish is my command, my dear,” he continued.

  With a memory of the past which now seems surreal to him, Trance feels his heart ache a little. “You’re no different than those guys who raped me,” Trance indicated as he looks the other way, feeling disgusted at the devil.

  “Oh, there are vast differences between me and them. First of all, I don’t share… and secondly, I am very gentle…” He said and he kisses Trance’s unwilling lips.

  Trance can feel himself resisting the devil at first. But later, he just lets himself indulge in the kiss. It’s a gentle kiss. William is right. He is much gentler. He then slowly takes off Trance’s shirt. They kissed again. William broke the kiss and now starting to kiss Trance’s neck, body, and all the way down to Trance’s waistline. He unzips Trance’s trousers and took Trance’s harden dick into his mouth. Trance moans. “William…” he called in a soft seductive tone.

  “Am I correct, Trance?” William asked as he let go of the suck.

  Trance hesitates to answer at first but his body is already answering to William’s question. “Shut up. Just put it in,” he said like a spoil kid begging for his favorite toy.

  William smiles charmingly. “Sounds nice…” he said. William started to enter Trance. Trance jolted a little. It is a sharp pain. Maybe he should relax and just give in. He knows well that if he resists, it will only be more painful. He moans a little. He senses a smirk across the devil’s face. He is not afraid. He feels nothing… He clings to William’s shoulder, waiting for William’s dick to completely fill his hole.

  William groans a little when he had fully entered Trance and he smirks again, looking down on Trance’s lustful face. “Do you like it?” He asked.

  “Shut up,” Trance quickly answered as he blushes his way through it.

  William smirks again and started to move slowly. Trance moans which each slam and it really turns William on. No human ever excites him like this. Of course… only he knows why himself. He had his eyes on this particular human for centuries… But that is his dirty little secret he meant to keep.

  He eases down and plants a kiss on Trance’s neck as he moves. Trance moans louder with the touch of his lips on his skin. William loves the sound of that moan s
o he licks Trance’s neck all the way up to his ear and sucks on his earlobes. Hell… the sound of Trance’s moans got him all needy…

  He hovers on top of Trance and looks down on him as he moves. The sight of Trance’s dirty face makes him want to eat him whole! He then pulls away and forces trance to roll over as he enters him again, roughly this time. Trance groans and jolts in surprise at the sudden aggression shown by William. A little later, William moves fast inside of him as he strokes Trance’s dick in a quick manner. Trance started to scream now. Scream of lust and pleasure… And William loves the scream. It is the kind of scream that enflames his desire to devour him whole.

  A while later, Trance spurts his semen all over the bed and looks all despunked. William smirks, loving the fact that Trance had cum for him. He moves faster inside of Trance and allows himself to get lost in the lustful screams. After a long while, William finally ejaculates inside of Trance… He leans his head down on the back of Trance’s neck, breathing hot breath into his skin, panting… When he can finally breathe normally again, he smiles his sweet seductive smile to himself and eases in closer to Trance’s ear and whispers; “You’re mine…”

  6. CHARLATAN

  The news of Trudy’s death spread in school like a deadly virus causing the kids in school to be mentally and emotionally disturbed. This is since suicide is rare. Especially in a town like this. To portray their grievances, roses and other flowers are placed by the side of Trudy’s locker. Candles are burnt too. The somber atmosphere is even more glorified by the heavy rain that keeps falling down that morning. It’s funny, thought Trance. Because while she was alive, he didn’t notice her having many friends compared to the flowers placed at her locker. So I guess we’ll only have friends when we die. That’s the beauty of tragedy, thought him with a smile pursed on his lips.

  In the midst of the gloom and sadness, Trance walks to school like it’s any other normal day. He cannot comprehend other people’s sadness over the death. He cannot relate to them. He feels nothing inside. But of course if the time comes, he can act like he ‘feels’ something. But in truth, he feels nothing at all. He passes by William who is walking to another class. William is the only one he can relate to. They both are uncaring of the death. Of course, they are the caused of it anyway. They exchange glances with one another and within that few seconds,the smile on William’s face makes Trance’s heart race. And he can hear William’s voice in his head whispering softly, “your body felt nice last night…”

  Trance blushes away the moment he heard them. Damn those eyes and that charming devilish smile, he cursed while flustered. What an idiot, he thought to himself in defense of his own embarrassment. It was only a few minutes later that he notices Joanna standing at the side of Trudy’s locker, crying non-stop. Well, Trudy is her best friend after all. Trance tries to rationalize in his head as to why Joanna would cry over the lost of Trudy. It’s not like Joanna has much of any other friends anyway. Life would be lonely for her after this, maybe but Trance can’t relate to that. Trance cannot care less but he thinks that he must at least pretend like he cares. So he walks straight up to Joanna and hugs her. Joanna cries in his arms. “I don’t understand… why would she commit suicide? Why?” Joanna mumbled in his arms. Trance replies nothing as he pats her back several times imitating a friend consoling another friend. But at the corner of his lips, He can’t help to purse a tiny evil smile.

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  It’s lunchtime. It’s the time where all hells break loose and all the devils will swarm for the greatest sin of gluttony. As he walks into the cafeteria, Trance recognizes almost everyone. All of his previous classmates who are now in their third year have their eyes on him as he passes them by. They are whispering into each other’s ears words he can’t bother to care. He takes a sit at an empty table all by himself and there out in only a few distances away, he can smell fear from them. He smiles at the knowledge as he hides the mere excitement he gets from attracting fear. He notices Peter and his gang a few tables away from where he is. They turn their faces away from looking at his as he looks at theirs. Look who’s afraid now…

  Without warning, he can sense someone’s presence near his table. As he raises his face to see the person, he is sure that he recognizes the face. It’s Bob. He is quite a plum guy and he is definitely from Trance’s previous first year class. “Congratulations, Trance! You finally get to show Peter who you really are!” He congratulated him excitedly. That is so uncalled for. He must’ve meant the incident yesterday where Trance fought Peter back.

  Trance looks into Bob’s heart… It’s tainted… So he smiles picturing dark adventures in his mind. “Really, Bob?” He asked. Bob can’t see the malice behind his eyes.

  “Of course! You know how I’m always on your side, right? How are you now? I heard you had some memory lost. Is it true?” He asked, sounding as if he’s concerned about Trance. He’s not. He’s a charlatan. A hypocrite.

  Trance puts his spoon down and pays all attention to Bob. He looks deep into Bob’s eyes. “Bob,” he called and he pauses for a while as he smiles devilishly. “You’re up next,” he indicated in an evil tone with malice in his eyes. It was like a curse. It was like Trance is cursing Bob to his doom. It got Bob startled. He wonders what Trance meant since he didn’t see it coming but those evil eyes that Trance displayed sends shivers down to his bone. Without a word, he silently gets up from the seat next to Trance and walks out of the cafeteria, looking slightly frightened. He passes by William on his exit.

  William enters the cafeteria and walks straight up to sit next to Trance right where Bob had seated before. “Hey,” William greets Trance.

  “Hey,” Trance greets back.

  “Have you found someone for today?” He asks normally like asking him if he had found someone to go out with when in truth, he was meaning their next victim.

  Trance only smiles to the question. “Yes,” he answered with his eyebrows slightly raised.

  William also smiles. “I’m anticipating the payment,” William told Trance through his mind.

  Trance blushes while chuckling for a bit. “Are you always this horny?”

  “All the time.”

  “Why is that so?”

  “Because Trance, you’re my favorite one so far,”

  “So far?”

  “Yes. For over an epoch of existence, you’re the most interesting one.”

  “Well, I’m flattered.”

  Offshoot. FAIRYTALES UNTOLD 1: Peter Pan.

  I’ve wondered countless of times as to why people fall in love. And I have all the answers that I think would suit my own understanding of this very complex human’s emotion. But the more I think I understand, the more I’m aloof to any connection with human beings. When people love you, they become very scary. But I can always use love to my own advantage. To get what I want. That’s all that’s worth living for.

  “Wendy, do you want an adventure?” was the question asked by me towards the boy who possesses one of the saddest blue eyes I had ever seen. I almost fall in love only by looking into those eyes, I think. Almost. Or maybe not. Maybe it was lust.

  He smiles at me. Even his smile looks sad despite of the fact that it seems he had tried his hardest to conjure up the smile. I believe that was the most genuine smile he could produce. “What sort of adventure?” He inquired.

  I smile back at him with a warm and friendly smile as an answer. I pull both of his hands and place them on my chest as I said; “to a land where you will never grow old. You will always be happy. You can play all day and you will never have to dwell with any responsibilities of an adulthood you’ll soon come to face.”

  “Happy? There’s a place like that?” He displays interest on his face as he laid the questions down to mine.

  “Yes,” I confirmed. With his hands pressed to my chest, I pull my face closer to his. So close that he can feel my breath on his lips. “A land called ‘Neverland’,” I whispered. His face flushed red. I think he wanted to say somethi
ng but couldn’t. I notice he finds it difficult to breathe and that’s when I knew that it’s my cue. I plant a soft kiss on his lips. Not too little but not too much either. Just enough. Just enough to make him want more but doubting everything at the same time too. A sweet torment I knew all too well to give.

  I push him down to the bed. His sleeping garment is blue in color but under this light, it looks like it is cream in color instead. “Peter-,” he called out to me as he tries to resist the temptation. But it’s too late. I already want him. There’s no turning back.

  “Shhh…,” I hushed him. “Wendy, it’s okay. If you want to be in Neverland, you’ll have to fly to get there,” I informed as I slowly slip my hands into his garment and tease his nipples with my fingertips. He lets out a soft moan that makes me want to hurry up and feast on him. “This is the only way for you fly,” I continued. I pull his garment off of him forcibly. He doesn’t even try to protest this time. I smile to myself, amused by his innocence and curiosity.

  This is what humans are all like. Pure yet so tainted.

  He has to endure the pain that I inflict on him through the opening in between of his spread legs. He jolts, screams, moans, and cries. But it’s okay. It’s temporary. Soon, he’ll be in Neverland. He’ll be young forever. He’ll escape this wretched world of lowly human beings.

  As I dress him back up when we’re done, he looks at me shyly. “So I can fly now?” He asked, unsure of my promise.

  “Of course you can!” I said happily. I jump out of his window to demonstrate. As I levitate on air, I confidently smile at him “See?”

  He hesitates at first. One of his legs is up on the window but the other froze.

  “What’s the matter? You don’t trust me?” I asked. He doesn’t say anything. But determination is written all over his face. “Give me your hand,” I instructed as I stretch out one of my hands towards him. He takes it quickly after only seconds of consideration.