The Devil

Part 3

 As a devil, someone who was sent to Hell for a reason, should be able to do the hardest crimes and feel no guilt. I tried to bring myself to break her heart, to make her feel the pain, but everytime I tried, I couldn't do it. I had broken plenty of hearts before, a player as they would call it. I would do exactly everything that she asked me to do, with them, but with her, I couldn't do it.

 Maybe it was because she was an angel, someone who didn't deserve it. I saw the good in her, the pureness, and couldn't bring myself to do it. She was too pure for me, something that I couldn't bring myself to destroy in her.

 It didn't take long after for me to realize why I couldn't do it. I think I was trying to ignore it in the beginning, but once I figured it out, I was crushed.

 She was supposed to be mine. If that train wouldn't have been there, we would have found each other, and been in love. I didn't exactly believe in such a fantasy, but it made sense. You can't hurt someone you love, on purpose.