Mr. Devil

16) El Acuerdo 2.0

We teleported to heaven after a few hours, and I see the golden yellow gate in front of me. I notice that the clouds beneath Andrew are black, and I'm holding onto him tightly, feeling like I'm gonna fall. "I honestly never thought I'd get to heaven." I laugh, looking around. "You won't. You're going to hell with me." he smirks, clicking his fingers. I feel pressure around my neck, and I see I'm wearing a dog collar.

"Andrew!" I laugh, punching him playfully. He rolls his eyes, "Sorry. I forgot something." he snaps his fingers again, and I get pulled back by a rope attached to the pole. "Hey!" I say, trying to punch him, but not being able to reach that far. I continue pulling, and it all disappears, making me fall into his arms.

He chuckles, wrapping his arm around my waist, and pulling me close to him, kissing my forehead as we keep walking, through the gates.

"Oh, right... We can't be seen together like that..." he says, as we reach the door, and he knocks, letting go of my waist. "Just kiss me one more time." I giggle, grabbing his shirt and pulling him down to my height, kissing him again. I let go quickly as the door creaks open, and I see a beautiful angel there, with black hair and black eyes, for some reason. "Hey, Em." Andrew smiles, hugging her.

"Mikka, this is my sister in-law, Emily. Chris's wife." he says, gesturing to her. "Hi." I smile shyly. "I didn't know magix got married?" I say to Andrew, looking up at him from a step below. "Yeah, of course we do." he replies, grabbing my hand and leading me inside, after Emily. A 'magik' is what they call magical people, or beings, and 'magix' is the plural. I thought it was weird, but it kinda makes sense.

"Don't worry, Emily knows." he says, as he notices I'm keeping a distance between us. "Oh."

"It's okay," she says, smiling back at us. "I won't tell."

She leads us up a staircase to the right, and we go into a big room with a consistent theme of white. "Hello!" Chris greets us with open arms, and Andrew holds out a hand of fire in front of us. "Well thats not fair." Chris frowns, and a bucket of water appears, soaking Andrew, and making me jump away.

"Chris!" he says, using fire to dry himself, and trying to burn Chris. "Guys, stop." I say, filled with worry that one would get hurt. "Don't worry," Emily says, pulling me onto the edge of the bed. "They're just playing."

"Playing?! Then I DON'T want to see fighting..." I watch them try to kill each other, and in the end it looks like Andrew lost. "Maybe another day." Chris laughs, fist-bumping him. "So... What deal were you guys talking about?" I ask, looking over. "You can go down to earth for five years at a time, without starting to wither away, but you have to go back to hell for a month in-between." Chris says, and I notice Emily picks up a book.

"So, can we still do that?" Andrew asks, leaning against the wall next to the door, and putting his hands in his pockets. "Yeah."

Emily gasps loudly, and we all turn and stare at her. "What?" I ask, noticing her staring wide-eyed at the book. "Aside from the obvious transformation when a magik and non are joined in marriage, a magik can also become a human, but this is painful, and takes three weeks." she traces her finger along the paper after every word.

"I'll just do that then." Andrew says, sitting down behind us and looking at the book. "No! I'm not going to ask you to give everything up for me!" I say, looking back at him. "I'm not asking you what you wanted." he says harshly, and I keep my mouth shut. "Isn't there any way I can become a magik OTHER than marriage?" I ask, looking up at Chris, holding onto the bed post.

"No. I looked everywhere." he explains sadly. "Isn't there any way... I could already be magical? I never knew my mom or dad, they died in a car accident when I was a baby. I was raised by my auntie and uncle, isn't there any chance my parents might've been magix?" I ask desperately. "No. You see, magix can tell if someone else is magical, just by seeing them, face to face. And sorry, but...you're not." Chris says sheepishly.

"But, it does have to be face to face, and not over internet videos, or pictures, or... reflections, I guess." Emily says. "So what about this deal?" I ask.

"Take it or not?" Chris asks, reaching his hand out. "Of course." Andrew says, and shakes his hand. He pulls back, and there's a white cross on his palm. "Aw, man, you're no fun." he rolls his eyes. "Such a girl..."

The world goes black, and we appear in a strange house. "Oh, this is the place Chris gave me, when I- Oh, right. I made a deal to come down here for three days, but... I guess that's over now." he says, looking around to, I'm assuming, make sure nothing's changed.

I walk up some stairs to my left, and look through the rooms. "What's this for?!" I ask, laughing as I come to a room with baby cribs. "Chris just trying to fuck with my brain." he shouts from downstairs, and I burst into laughter. "It's a cute little house," I say, coming down the stairs again, and dragging my hand along the rail like a kid. "Do you get to keep it?"

"I'm assuming..." he says, sitting down on the couch, and throwing fire at the fireplace, lighting it. "Hey! Don't set the house on fire!" I scold, sitting on the couch's armrest. "Sowwy." he says, looking up at me with puppy eyes.

"No!" I cry, running away, giggling. I hear he chuckles quietly, and turns the TV on.

"So...how do you think it's going to work, when we can't be found out, and there's so many people after you?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck from behind. "Well," he mutes the television. "We just have to lay low for a while. It won't be more than five years until we can stop hiding. Definitely." he says. "So no more than five years until you ask me to marry you?" I tease, braiding the longest hair he has.

"You're so cute, you don't show a sign of fear about that at all, like other girls would." he laughs, giving me a quick kiss on the lips, and making me smile.