Chapter 3

I peered though my eyelashes to watch as the graying older man stretched his smooth baby blue tux to kneel submissively in front of such a young girl.

How can such a man lower himself to such a degree yet not be embarrassed to kneel in front of a girl 40 years younger?

"Oh," The girl leaned back on the back of her heels her dress blue dress swayed with her dramatically, she just stared staring holes through the man chilling him in place, then sighed in exasperation letting all the tension in her posture disappear quickly leaving a soft smile in it's leave.

"I see, good job. If you didn't bring him back, I would've had to start over all over again." she coxxed.

She turned on feet and rounded the man to dutifully stand right back in front of me her brows crinkled, it seemed like she had a permanent scowl on her lips, examined me in disgust.

When I saw movement it was already too late her fingerer already tapped my forehead I felt something was being pulled out and sucked viciously into her hand.

"What the-" but the way her eyes were when they met mine, they were on fire. I could imagine it, she will use her small noodle-like arms to lift me from the couch and then light me on fire while she ruthlessly stab me with a pitch fork. I shut my mouth and watched her meekly.

She took back her hand slowly then closed her eyes " Oh~" her wicked smile returned she snapped her eyes open, I flinched back, her eyes that now held a gross amount of manufactured pity "So you got your little heart broken?"

I ignore her question and bravely ask my own, "So...I'm dead?"

My black meets her brown we stare at each other for a while.

"...Yes," She sighed, " Yes, you are dead. You died from alcohol poisoning." a strange smile still plastered on her small, -punchable-, adorable, peach-like face.

"No, I can't be dead! What is this?" I look around the place is the same as my apartment, she allowed me to stand up, the place is different somehow, the aura was different it felt cold, heartless, I turned around using my hight to try and immediate her, I stabbed my hand into her shoulder and yelled "Why I'm I here? Who are you?And where is my wife!?" Mentioning my wife and her last question made me want to punch her and search for my wife but when i was about to leave i was caught.

"Yes, you're dead." But she seized my hand and dragged the damn thing to her face forcing me to brush against her jade-like skin my hand caught in a bear-like grip I was forced to go back to looking in those cold limp eyes of hers.

Her grip got tighter and tighter my hand turned numb until i felt my bones rubbing together-

She just looked at my face turning white, and the horror on my face as i tried to pull my hand away from hers but she held on I yelled out "BITCH, Who the fuck are you?! let GO!"

She crushed my wrist slowly and grounded out her voice shook the room

"I AM GOD!"

"No, No you're not!" I yell out and try to pull my hand out again and again.

"You're dead how would you like to not be dead?" She ignored my words saying this and casually she quietly tilted her head taking my hand with her nuzzling her self with it like she was a greedy little cat.

She smiled and licked her lips " I want you to do something for me, ok?" her eyes glowed a madd light she looked at me with greed.

I couldn't control my mouth my breathing grew harsh and my knees were weak as I stared at her in terror.

When I looked into her eyes they weren't the eyes of a clueless small, cute, little girl, they were hot and rampant with madness and disgust, but her look, it didn't hold any hatred for anything just indifference.

The surroundings grew loud with screams of the damned and laughs of sinful monsters the air around us twisted radically turning skin burning hot. I felt a chilled fear race down my spine and i fell in front of her a disgusting type of helplessness made me whisper--

"You're not GOD your the DEVIL" the laughs and chortles after that truly were coming straight from the depths of hell.