The Devil Has to Fall in Love with me

|"IT'S TIME"Eyes dilated, lips parted, breath hitched, heartbeat slow, goose bumps on her body as the darkness held on her throat, piercing her baby like snow white skin with it's sharp fingers.She tried to push her body forward but failed, another try went in vain. Her body might've given up on her but not her mind, she pushed forward once more and this time her whole body jerked up as her amber colored eyes opened to look at the dimly lighted ceiling.Shewas laying on the couch, her heart thumped against her chest making her breathing irregular when she realized it was a dream, no, a sleep paralysis. Her throat felt harsh like a cactus when she sat up throwing off the single cotton sheet from her body, she looked around the small apartment she lived in. A small studio apartment with an open kitchen in one corner and a toilet in a

|"My sweet angel." The sound of waves overlapping each other sounded like a melodious lullaby, her body was perfectly sunk in to the softness of the mattress as the sunlight from the window warmly kissed her face, half sleepily she held up her hand instinctively trying to block it. A groan left her mouth as she turn to the other side, sinking more into the comfortness of the pillow, a soft moan left her mouth as she started to drown back into her sleep. The bed she was in was a four post bed with see through white curtains tied clumsily to the wooden frame and had a beige cushioned headboard. French glass doors were letting in the sunlight passing it through the balcony, beside the glass doors were two white seats arranged with a small round coffee table complementing the beige wallpaper with floral prints on the walls. Just when she had returned to the world

|"Oh dear, Satan" Her eyes opened up to a beautiful sky staring back at her. The patches of clouds floating in the sky made her appreciate the scene more. She felt a perfect warm lying in the grass and looking up, listening to the wind swaying by her. Heaven. She thought. Am I in heaven? Soon after that thought another came to her mind. Who am I? Confused, she sat up and looked around only to see the plain grass ground extending to miles in front her. The calmness and warmth that she was feeling slowly started to fade away. She was panicking now. Her memories were blank, there was nothing she could remember. She immediately stood up, she turned around over and over again but all she could see was plain grass grounds. "Hello!" She screamed on the top of her lungs but was answered with silence. She screamed again and then again and again but never got a response.

|"Malik Yılmaz" The hustle bustle of steps, clicks of camera and chatting of people vibrated their ear drums as the driver opened the door for them. Yaseen got out of the car and held his hand for Fiona. She looked at him and then at the reporters outside waiting for them. She accepted his hand and he helped her out. She was going to straighten her dress but Yaseen carefully did that for her letting its tail fall on the ground nicely.The reporters clicked pictures of them as little awes were also heard. He held his arm to her and she wrapped hers around his. "Just stay calm, smile, wave and if they ask you any questions just pretend you see through them." Yaseen slightly whispered to her as she nodded. Following Yaseen's lead they made their way past the swarm of reporters. Fiona did just as Yaseen had told her. She smiled, waved and even showed off her

Chapter 9 "Part Angel"  Fiona opened her eyes to a familiar sky. She felt grass underneath her palms as she sat up. Her