Chapter 7: Deal With The Devil

"Right on! I feed off negative emotions. I wasn't able to go out because I didn't have enough negative emotions to feed on. Everyone was just so happy that it made me cease to exist." He placed his hand on the side of his cheek and made a duck face.

Great... this is honestly sad in a way. I had that much self-loathing to summon a demon that feeds on negative emotions?! That is really MESSED up. Too messed up ever for me. I expected better from me but I guess I can't expect that.

"So you're just going to stay in my room now since you were summoned or something?" I asked him.

"No silly! I have something I can do. Actually, there's a reason why I'm here in your room right now." He smiled maliciously. Giving me a sick feeling in my stomach like I was doing something wrong. There is definitely an eerie feeling to be felt when a literal demon is in front of you right now.

"And what would that reason be exactly? You kept prancing around here not even telling me a thing, how about you stop wasting my time and just tell it to me." I grumbled at him, making him let out a soft giggle in the corner, totally amused by me.

"If you didn't throw those pillows at me then I would have been able to tell it to you, Ms. Moody." He cackled, making me clench my fist already ready to punch him and throw him off a three-story building to get rid of my frustration.

"Easy there tiger! Don't go trying to come up with bloody murder just because I'm telling the truth." He chortled at me.

"ARE YOU GOING TO TELL IT OR WHAT YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A DEMON! DON'T GO TRYING TO ACT SNARKY AT ME YOU BALDING GREMLIN!" I retaliated at him for the petty insults and the overall passive-aggressive behavior like that just pisses me off. Why did I have to end up with such an annoying demon to summon?

"Fine, fine, fine!" The demon got straight to point of it finally. "I am here to give you what you truly desire! The thing that you want in your heart the most!" He pointed finger guns at me and made a cringy pose to look charming but it honestly just looks like a drunk person trying to look chill.

"If you're going to say true love's kiss or a real relationship then you can stop kissing your own asshole because I'm not going to have a date with you even if I can't actually go outside. I'd rather die." I squinted my eyes, rejecting him harshly.

"Haha. Sadly no like hell I'd date you. I have higher standards and I don't particularly like trash." He retorted.

BITCH. DON'T GO ACTING COCKY WITH ME. I CAN STRANGLE YOU ANYTIME I WANT IF I WASN'T STUCK IN THIS GODDAMN BED! YOU PLAYBOY WIDE EYED HORNY BUFFOON!

"Now.. now.. don't go trying to plot my death in your head. I can read it, you know." He winked. "Although, I don't wanna die without making your wish for eternal happiness in the hands of your loved one!" He jokingly bantered at me.

"GO TO HELL YOU DEMONIC PLAYBOY! LIKE I HELL I'D WANT TO RUB UGLIES WITH YOU." I grabbed the nearest object I can find and throw it to the demon but he just dodges it like it was nothing as usual.

"You don't need to be so picky geez. You should be happy with anyone you can get. I mean come on, you're not exactly a 10/10 so don't go having high standards." He jested, continuing to make my blood boil. AT THIS POINT IF THIS HOOLIGAN KEEPS TALKING TO ME, I SWEAR I MIGHT DIE EARLIER THAN EXPECTED.

"If you're just going to try and suck your own dick then get the fuck out of my room! I already have egotistical family members that don't give a shit about me. I don't need you being here trying to woo me with your cheesy poses and tryhard charming attitude." I commanded the demon to leave me alone.

He takes a deep breath, calming himself from all the laughing he just did. What a load of crap. This guy really loves to laugh huh? He's such an annoying pest here. Doesn't he know how to take a hint? If he's so HANDSOME AS he said it. WHY CAN'T he tell that I'm not exactly interested in him.

"All jokes aside. What I wanted to say was. I can grant you the wish that you wanted so badly. The ability for you to live a little longer than what your life expectancy is." He gave me a proud smirk, making my head ponder for a moment.

Wait.. can he really do that? He can make my life longer? I don't have to die in a year? This could be a jackpot but I still have some doubt in my heart. I've read books and watched movies about demons and there was one rule that you should always remember and it's to never make deals with them because they will screw you over the moment they have the chance or when they get what they want from you.

"No need to be anxious. There are demons out there that are truly malicious but I'm not like any of those demons! I truly can give you the wish that you always wanted. What do you say? Are you interested? Do you care to actually try to make a change in your life or do you just want to end up rotting here in this hospital bed with no one to actually love you?" He smirked at me, using his words to attack me right at the heartstrings, it's as if he knew that I was desperate but still.

I still have doubts and worries about this. Should I really make a deal with the devil? Am I really this desperate?