I open my eyes the moment I hear my mobile ringing. And he wasn’t there anymore, where the hell did, he go? Did I really just kiss a demon? My head starts to spin as slowly the things started to sink in. I just made a deal with a demon, sold my body to him, and I freaking nearly made out with him. Okay, hot but still a demon, what the hell is wrong with me. And the guy- demon then just disappears on me. As if real humans retaliating wasn’t enough. “Hello who is this?” I quickly pick up the call as the phone barely literally has pulled me out of my weird rant. Well, I do have had an eventful day no excuses there. I am at the verge of losing my sanity if I haven’t already that is. “Hello am I speaking to Ms. Alissa?” I give a nod in agreement even though the woman can’t really see me. “Yes, who is this?” I ask, I am lost as to who this woman is and why she decided that it was prefect time to call me at ten in the night. Who does that? “I am speaking from the hospital. Your mother ha
"God didn't hear my prays. So, I made a deal with devil."-My mother was at the last stage of lungs cancer, I couldn't believe it the first time doctor told me. It was just yesterday when she was smile at me and now here she was lying lifelessly on a hospital bed. The white enclosed walls had becoming suffocating for me to stay here and stare at my mother.I didn't even realize that tears were glistening down my cheeks by now.After my prays didn't seem to be heard by god, I was getting more and more desperate. To me, each passing minute was like my time with my mom was slipping away from my hands and I felt so frustrated, so helpless that I couldn't do a thing about it.It was my last resort, if not only. I made a deal with devil.
"Bye Alissa see at Monday." my friend, Julie at work waved at me before walking out or the doors as she was done with her work for the day. She seemed so happy finally it being the weekend.Whereas me? Well, it is going to be just another day to get by. Since my mom got sick, nothing has ever been the same for me. I don't like going out and drink on weekends or maybe catch up with long lost friends or whatever that everybody else does on their days off.All I ever do is to drag myself throughout the day and wait for the day to end just for another day to start. Living like a robot? It has become a routine for me. Except living like some walking zombie there is one more thing that I do with my out most sincerity and that is praying.I pray to God like every damn day while wishing only one thing- to let my mom have some more time with me.I do know, its far-fetched, she has last stage lung cancer.But I still hope for a miracle to happen!"You should go home now Alis, its late." I get s
"Who are you?" my feet start to wobble as the guy standing in front of me started to come closer. What the hell! I want to scream. I have no idea who this man is, I can't even make out his face in this rain. All that stand out to me is that is in an all-black attire, black boots, black pants and black pants. "How do you know my name?" my voice comes out as a scaredy cat, the shiver clearly evident in my tone. Not the best way to come across as strong, I am sure. But hey, the guy was a weirdo so you can't blame if I freak out."Oh, I know more than just your name." okay, this is officially getting more and more creepier by the second. Who is this man? What’s with him? Is he some kind of psycho? Or maybe stalker?“Hahaha! Don’t try to scare me you creep. I am not afraid of you. Tell me who you are otherwise I am calling police” I try to sound as confident as I possibly can while threatening him. Weather continues to get worse, heavy rain pouring down, thunder sounds as clouds roar. It
Call me paranoid but how can I possibly stay sane when I just met God knows what. And yes, I am freaking out. That man or whatever that thing was knew my name and not only that he knew about my mother too which I haven’t even told to anyone. It is driving me crazy even to think that he might have done something to my mom so I press the accelerator to reach at the hospital as fast as I can. I need to make sure nothing has happened to her; she is the only person left in my life now and I freaking can’t afford to lose her.I don’t waste any time and rush towards my mother’s room after parking my car in the parking lot of the hospital. I already know the room number so I don’t have to ask the receptionist and make my way straight to her room. I am running fast as if I am being chased by some serial killer but what has me scared is that a nurse and a doctor was running ahead of me. And from a distance I can even hear the heartbeat machine going off.It can’t be my mom’s room.It is my mom’
I open my eyes the moment I hear my mobile ringing. And he wasn’t there anymore, where the hell did, he go? Did I really just kiss a demon? My head starts to spin as slowly the things started to sink in. I just made a deal with a demon, sold my body to him, and I freaking nearly made out with him. Okay, hot but still a demon, what the hell is wrong with me. And the guy- demon then just disappears on me. As if real humans retaliating wasn’t enough. “Hello who is this?” I quickly pick up the call as the phone barely literally has pulled me out of my weird rant. Well, I do have had an eventful day no excuses there. I am at the verge of losing my sanity if I haven’t already that is. “Hello am I speaking to Ms. Alissa?” I give a nod in agreement even though the woman can’t really see me. “Yes, who is this?” I ask, I am lost as to who this woman is and why she decided that it was prefect time to call me at ten in the night. Who does that? “I am speaking from the hospital. Your mother ha
“Let’s make a deal.” He whispers into my ear. ” Deal? What kind of deal?” I asked while my feet won’t stop trembling. One thing that I knew for sure is that he isn’t some normal human. But what is he exactly? “Nothing serious just a simple deal. You give your body when the right time comes.” His completely pitch-black eyes are terrifying me as he speaks. Give my body? What does he mean by that? So, I exactly asked that. “What does that mean?” my voice shaky but I am still trying to stand my ground and come across as confident as I can. Not that I am doing a job at it, looking at my wobbly legs and fear-stricken face. Yeah, I am being obvious but shoot- who won’t freak out in front of weird creature. God knew what he is capable of. That is why me being able to hold a conversation with this thing without fainting is enough of an achievement for me. “Simple I just want you to give your body to me when the time comes. You only have to agree to this condition and your mother will be str
Call me paranoid but how can I possibly stay sane when I just met God knows what. And yes, I am freaking out. That man or whatever that thing was knew my name and not only that he knew about my mother too which I haven’t even told to anyone. It is driving me crazy even to think that he might have done something to my mom so I press the accelerator to reach at the hospital as fast as I can. I need to make sure nothing has happened to her; she is the only person left in my life now and I freaking can’t afford to lose her.I don’t waste any time and rush towards my mother’s room after parking my car in the parking lot of the hospital. I already know the room number so I don’t have to ask the receptionist and make my way straight to her room. I am running fast as if I am being chased by some serial killer but what has me scared is that a nurse and a doctor was running ahead of me. And from a distance I can even hear the heartbeat machine going off.It can’t be my mom’s room.It is my mom’
"Who are you?" my feet start to wobble as the guy standing in front of me started to come closer. What the hell! I want to scream. I have no idea who this man is, I can't even make out his face in this rain. All that stand out to me is that is in an all-black attire, black boots, black pants and black pants. "How do you know my name?" my voice comes out as a scaredy cat, the shiver clearly evident in my tone. Not the best way to come across as strong, I am sure. But hey, the guy was a weirdo so you can't blame if I freak out."Oh, I know more than just your name." okay, this is officially getting more and more creepier by the second. Who is this man? What’s with him? Is he some kind of psycho? Or maybe stalker?“Hahaha! Don’t try to scare me you creep. I am not afraid of you. Tell me who you are otherwise I am calling police” I try to sound as confident as I possibly can while threatening him. Weather continues to get worse, heavy rain pouring down, thunder sounds as clouds roar. It
"Bye Alissa see at Monday." my friend, Julie at work waved at me before walking out or the doors as she was done with her work for the day. She seemed so happy finally it being the weekend.Whereas me? Well, it is going to be just another day to get by. Since my mom got sick, nothing has ever been the same for me. I don't like going out and drink on weekends or maybe catch up with long lost friends or whatever that everybody else does on their days off.All I ever do is to drag myself throughout the day and wait for the day to end just for another day to start. Living like a robot? It has become a routine for me. Except living like some walking zombie there is one more thing that I do with my out most sincerity and that is praying.I pray to God like every damn day while wishing only one thing- to let my mom have some more time with me.I do know, its far-fetched, she has last stage lung cancer.But I still hope for a miracle to happen!"You should go home now Alis, its late." I get s
"God didn't hear my prays. So, I made a deal with devil."-My mother was at the last stage of lungs cancer, I couldn't believe it the first time doctor told me. It was just yesterday when she was smile at me and now here she was lying lifelessly on a hospital bed. The white enclosed walls had becoming suffocating for me to stay here and stare at my mother.I didn't even realize that tears were glistening down my cheeks by now.After my prays didn't seem to be heard by god, I was getting more and more desperate. To me, each passing minute was like my time with my mom was slipping away from my hands and I felt so frustrated, so helpless that I couldn't do a thing about it.It was my last resort, if not only. I made a deal with devil.