Mr. Devil

1) Note to self: don't.

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i don't know how so many people can beg me to republish this story and then every comment i get is negative but honestly pls just leave if you don't like it
i know it's shitty
i WARNED y'all it's shitty
this book is THREE years old, don't say i didn't warn you

Mikka's P.O.V

I sit at my apartment, on the couch, watching a movie and eating chips. I look over at my phone, which beeped, and I pause the movie to check it. It's a text from my boyfriend, Reese. "Hey, baby, r u coming today? I miss u..."

"Of course, I'll be there in fifteen." I send back. "K. Love u bae." he sends. "Love you too..." I roll my eyes with a sigh.

I think about the fact that I probably won't see Reese again. I'm never going to hug him, kiss him, play games with him, love him...

I love him to the sun and back, but I won't be with him for much longer.. I'm only twenty-one, and I've known him for years, though I always loved him more than he loved me.

I walk alone along the street, on the way to the hospital, after finishing the movie. "Nobody here, I'm fine," I keep repeating. "Nobody here, I'm fine..." I stare down a long alleyway to my left, the one that always creeps me out...

"N-nobody here, I'm fine..." I absolutely HATE walking alone; no matter the time... I hear soft footsteps behind me, and I whip my head around, seeing a man a bit taller than me, standing there in the shadows.

He might be the hottest guy I've ever lay eyes on. He has blackish brown hair, and light stubble along his jawline and chin. He has thick eyebrows, those round gauge earrings, or whatever they're called, and dark brown eyes.

"Who are you?" I ask in fear, noticing he's staring at me, smirking. "I'm Andrew, nice to finally meet you, princess." he smiles. "Do I know you?" I raise an eyebrow, backing away. "No, but I know you."

What? What does he mean by 'finally' meet me?

"I need to get going..." I start walking off faster. "...and don't call me that." I say, since I HATE 'princess'.

"You wanna save your boyfriend, right?" he asks, after staying silent a bit. I stop dead in my tracks, and turn to look at him. "How do you know that..?"

"I know everything. From what Mark Zuckerberg had for breakfast a week ago to the color of your underwear right now." he grins, and my face turns red. "Blue?" he smirks.

Crap! That's right! How the fuck..?

"H-how do you know all that?" I ask shakily, backing away. "I'll let you in on a little secret." he grabs my hand and leads me into the creepy alley. "I'm the devil. And I can help you." he says quietly. "You're crazy!" I snap, backing away. "...prove it!" I say, mindlessly.

"Alright." he holds his hand out, and turns it around so I can see there's nothing there, then he raises it to some crates behind us. He makes a gesture, and they catch fire, making me jump away. "H-how can you-"

"Long story, sweetheart. You in or not?" he asks.

"Yes! As long as he lives! Anything! Anything you want!" I cry, desperate for any help whatsoever. "Are you sure?" he asks, smirking. "Mhm." I nod confidently. "Listen, baby, let me put it this way;" he says quietly, looking back and forth to make sure nobody else is in the alley. My heart melts as he calls me baby, since Reese never really calls me any pet names... but "baby" is by far my favourite.

What am I thinking?!? He's a shady dude I just met in an alley, what is wrong with me? Ugh, but I feel like I've known him forever...

"If by any chance you break up," he starts, making me cringe to what he'll say next. "you're mine."

"Deal?"

"Deal..."