Dirty Deals With The Devil のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I couldn't breathe.The large hand was firmly clamped on my throat, restricting any such luxury such as breathing. I fought the hand, desperately clawing at it when she spoke. I was startled to look at the face of my strangler and discover that it was in fact a giant woman.There were no other words to describe her safe from giant. The clear hairnet she had on did nothing to cover her short, mousy brown hair framing her square jawed face which held the first bearings of a sprouting moustache. A mole stood out on her cheek and her huge blossom rose up and down rapidly as her large, frying pan sized hands continued gripping my neck."Johnson!" She yelled, and my ears temporarily went out of commission then I heard static. "This chica is what's chasing you?"I could understand why she called me chica, most people tended to do that because of my exotic looks. My dad was part Latin and part Mexican and I had his

 Saturday, Day 12. My body was literally on fire. I groaned once again, making the girls put on those worried looks once more. Amanda, placing her pom poms down knelt beside me on the bench and reached out to feel my tummy which I was currently gripping. Her big, blue beautiful eyes showed intense worry for her fellow teammate and once again, I remembered this was why she deserved to get Darren. The thought snapped away as fast as it came when another shot of aches coursed through my system and I involuntarily yelled in pain. I closed my eyes, wondering why my body chose today to behave this way, we had a game right now, I was supposed to be out there, not acting as a liability here. I had started feeling the first bearings of pain earlier during practice earlier today but it got intense about an hour ago. It was an unexplainable kind of pain in the sense that I wasn't feeling it in just

Day 14 It was official, I hated this job. I stared at the ancient, black coffeemaker once again, trying to remember what Darra said to do whenever it stopped working. I couldn't even remember a thing of what the strawberry blonde had told me before hurriedly dashing off, no doubt happy to be relieved of her shift. I had resumed my job at the tea shop just today, after cheer leading practice and Phil had explained I would be working shifts with Darra at the counter, it seemed pretty easy until she had left over an hour ago and the crowd had started to increase rapidly. Between collecting orders, preparing the drinks and serving the pastries I had been totally overwhelmed and the misbehaving of the coffee machine felt like the last straw on the camel's back. "What is taking the coffee so long?" I heard Blake ask, staring at me from the other side of the counter. He had been on his

Day 16. I screwed up with Blake big time. It was official, the sight of Darren pushed all my rational thoughts away and filled my head with air. I was beginning to understand why girls that hung around hot guys were called airheads. I had agreed to meet up with Blake in the library and was in fact, on my way there when I ran into Darren at the entrance. His coffee brown skin seemed to glow under the blue polo shirt and my eyes seemed to be magnetized by his wide chest as he smirked down at me. "Hey, Chica." His voice was sex, pure, raw sex and I felt my skin dance in anticipation of nothing and everything at the same time. I tried to focus on the posters behind him, the planning committee had obviously been getting ready for Halloween.  "Darren." I fiddled with the handles of my tote bag now. "We keep running into each other, if I didn't know any better, I'd say it's not coi

"So you won't be available again tonight?" Molly questioned, repeating the same thing for the third time since we had been on this call.  I sighed, holding in an eye roll. "I told you," I implied slowly. "I'm working late plus I have a bunch of assignments I have to get started on." "Ruby..." "Molly, I'm sorry," I replied without actually feeling any bit of remorse. I hoped my tone did carry a hint of it though because I sure as heck wasn't sorry. The girls were having some sort of birthday bash tonight and I was supposed to be there, in alternate universe, I had gone to the party and actually regretted it mainly because I had made a fool of myself in front of Darren. I wasn't all too eager to go again now, plus, I had better, life-threatening things to do. Which included getting Blake's soul which brought me to where I was right now, sitting on his well cut lawn, trying to pluck up the guts to