Escape {COMPLETE}

~Chapter Twenty-one~

Hannah's P.O.V.

He laughed at me. "Listen, I can see you've got spirit...and that might come in handy. But, I'm saving you for last."

I sighed. He's obviously not gonna change his mind....

"Rachel......there isn't much to say about you, either. You're just....in the background. No one cares about you nearly as much as anyone else, and no one will." She didn't look moved at all. She actually looked bored. "You done yet? I know you're just lying to make me feel bad. They love me, I know it!"

"Yeah? That so?" The demon feigned surprise. "If only anyone else did. You know that you're only not looking for a boyfriend or a date because you know you won't find one." She huffed and grinned, but I could tell that hurt at least a little bit. "Ok, you're done, now get to me!" I cried. I dreaded him making fun of my friends....but the thing I dreaded most was that I couldn't stop him.

"Ah ah ah," He wagged his finger at me. "Two more. Then you, my dear." He reached out one of his black claws and slid it across my cheek. He meant it to be a teasing gesture to upset me, but his claws were so sharp that he accidentally cut me. It stretched from my cheekbone all the way down my jawline to my chin, and I instantly slapped my hand up to my face. "OW!" I hissed, feeling the blood trickle through my fingers.

"Patrick...." He called with an evil edge to his tone. "Front and center, next to your girl--I mean....ex-girlfriend." My eyes shot wide open, and if I didn't know what he could do to me, then I wouldv'e bitch-slapped him right then and there. Patrick awkwardly shuffled towards me and I instantly walked away. "Fuck this." I mumbled, half to myself, and stood behind everyone else. I was trying to put as much distance as I could between us.

Patrick stared at me for a second more, then shook his head and looked at Lucifer. It's hard to actually refer to him by name....and, admittedly, it's hard to believe he was right there in front of me. But there was no mistaking the classic horn-and-pointed-tail features. This is real, I realized as a fresh wave of nausea hit me.

The scene was starting to change again. It went to Chicago once more. This time, though, we were at the Field Museum's Gift Shop. We had just been walking around for somewhere around two or three hours, and my feet were killing me. My roommates had all went into the Gift Shop and I was sitting outside the door. Suddenly, all three of them burst out and ran up to me as excited as ever. I gulped nervously as I watched myself reflected before me. I couldn't help but think that this flashback was meant for both of us.....

"He likes you!" They squealed at me. I felt my eyes widen and excitement built up inside me. "R-really?! How do you know?!"

"We just asked him!" Dakota explained. "He says he has a crush on you!" Erin giggled. I felt my cheeks flush a deep red and--in the present--my heart was breaking all over again.

"Patrick, what does this tell you?" The demon commanded as the scene faded. The snow was really starting to make me cold, but I knew that's not why I was shivering.

"It....tells me I had a crush on-"

"Had!" The demon screeched in triumph. Patrick's face suddenly went white. "Well, yeah....'had'," He pretended it held no meaning. Either that, or it held no meaning to him. "Is there something wrong with that?"

"How do you feel about her now?" He directly asked, jamming a fat red finger in his face. "Er, well....right now, I just.....I can't believe her!" His voice got a little louder, and crashed over me like a tsunami. It wasn't my fault! I miserably howled in my mind, but I knew he wouldn't believe me. "Cut the excuses!" He growled. "How did you feel before I told you that she kissed that other boy?"