The Devil you begged for

ISLA ~•~ I was immersed in my show when the door to my room suddenly opened. My eyes traveled to the door at the same time my mother saw me on the bed. Her eyes went wide, as though she had been caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing. That only lasted a few seconds. Her expression transformed from guilty to stern in a matter of seconds. “What are you doing at home, Lala? Aren’t you supposed to be in school?” I grinned sheepishly. “Lala!” “Come on, Mom. I’m in my final year. It’s fine to skip a few classes.” My parents had my school schedule and they knew I had classes all day long. I wasn’t supposed to be home until seven in the evening but when I realized how long I would spend in college today, I decided not to go and preferred to rot in bed instead. As a result, I didn’t bother leaving my room all day long and survived on the snacks I kept in my drawer. “Lala…” “Last time, I promise. I’ll go to class tomorrow.” She sighed. “You better do,” she s

ISLA ~•~ I woke up in a very bright room and it took a while for me to adjust to the light. When I opened my eyes, I saw that my arm was bandaged. It still hurt but it was nothing compared to the splitting headache I was currently experiencing. As though it was expected, I saw a pack of painkillers on the nightstand, along with a jug of water and I wasted no time in taking two of the pills. As I tried to stand up, I realized my clothes had been changed. I was putting on a shirt which was two times my size and a pair of shorts which would have been falling off of me if not for the drawstrings, but that was the least of my problems. I didn’t know what the time was or what day it was, but I knew the past events weren’t a dream. They were real as hell. I rushed out of bed and just as I opened the door, I bumped into the man who opened the gate for me last night. “Where are you going?” His voice was deep and heavy with an accent, as though it was meant to intimidate me. It

ISLA~•~I had been running all day long. My feet were numb, but honestly, so was the rest of my body.When Lorenzo had told me I could come back if I had nowhere to go, I was tempted to cuss him out. However, I knew that wouldn’t end well. I was in his house and I had no family left. Being on his bad side would get me nowhere. Also, I never thought I would actually come back, but it was hell the moment I left his house.After stepping out, I realized I had nothing on me; no money, no phone, nothing. I couldn’t go back in to ask for anything. I still had my pride, which was why I walked all the way to my house, only to find out that it was burnt beyond repair.I didn’t even get the opportunity to go inside before I saw some men coming outside and quickly hid. When I overheard them talking about how I wasn’t dead yet and they wanted to claim me before any other mafia did, I ran away. Unfortunately for me, they caught sight of me and I had to go through hell to evade them and run back t

ISLA~•~I had been in Lorenzo’s house for a week, doing nothing. I couldn’t continue like that. I had a life before my family died, and even if I wasn’t going back to my previous life, I was supposed to be looking into who killed my family. I probably wasn’t strong enough to hurt them but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t try.I took a deep breath and stepped outside my new room. For some reason, it was right next to Lorenzo’s room. It was as though he was obsessed with watching over me. It made me wonder what exactly he wanted with me.I walked over to his room and knocked once. When there was no answer, I knocked again.“He’s in his office,” a voice from behind me had me turning around, startled.“Oh,” my hand found my chest, trying to slow down my racing heart when I saw it was the teenage boy. I still didn’t know his name. I didn’t dare ask. I didn’t speak to anyone except Lorenzo and I barely even saw him. “Thanks.” I started walking away but came to a sudden stop and turned back to h

ISLA~•~My first day back at school was stressful. I had so many people asking me why I hadn’t been to school for a while. When I told them the reason, they suddenly became awkward and found an excuse to leave as if I wasn’t the one uncomfortable with telling everyone about my family’s fate. I even had to explain to some professors so they could excuse my absence. Most of them were understanding and offered their condolences. Some told me I could have said something in advance.My friend didn’t let me out of her sight because she ‘didn’t want me to do anything stupid’. It was overwhelming.I almost didn’t want to go again.As the car came to a stop in front of Lorenzo’s house, I was more than happy. I never thought I’d be relieved to be back there.I was out the door before any of Lorenzo’s men could even open theirs. As I headed toward the front door, it suddenly opened, revealing a man in his fifties and a young girl my age. She was smiling too happily for someone who had just been