Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Fell For The Devil: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

“Why the f*ck are you acting like you’re a saint?!” Chase shouted the words at me, causing my heart to skip a beat. I literally flinched as if he had hit me. “Gosh, you’re not, Jules! You’re not!! Get off my back!! Stop acting like you haven’t made a mistake before!!” This was a first. This was the first time I had seen Chase like this; the very first time he had yelled at me. The way his bloodshot eyes were wide and filled with rage and pain sparked so much fear in me. I stumbled backwards, almost falling but I caught myself just in time. Was I just going to stand here and watch a man do this to me? Hell no. A man or not, right there, I made the decision that I was never going to allow anyone to ever treat me like this. Never again. Not Lisa, not Lucia’s son, and definitely not f*cking Chase. I swallowed hard, pushing past my fear and taking a bold step closer to him. “I’m not a saint, nobody said I was. But you f*cked up! And I am not compelled to forgive you all because

I sat there as Chase called my father. This was the moment, this was it. This was going to prove whether all of this was a lie or another way of me being manipulated.This was it. I waited with bated breath, my heart pounding in my chest and my nerves going crazy. I was excited, but at the same time, I was so scared. What if it was true? What then was I going to do anyway?“Hello…?” The phone call was answered. “Chase,” the person sighed. “Why are you calling? I thought we agreed to never reach out to each other again unless it was gravely important?”I could feel the tears filling my eyes, burning them with each passing second. My throat felt like a huge knot was in it, and I just couldn’t believe what I was hearing. It was him. It was my dad, it really was him. I could never forget his voice, no matter how long it had been. Chase handed the phone to me and I swallowed hard before speaking, “Dad…?”It went quiet but it was obvious that he was still on the phone. I could hear his h

The funny thing here is that I think I already knew what I was going to say. I already kind of knew, but so many other options kept popping in my head, distracting me and questioning whether I was about to make the right decision or not.So you do know that that Lucia had told me about her being my personal genie and how she had one unlimited wish for me, right? Well, when she had told me that, all I wanted was to tell her that I didn’t want anything to do with her and her family again.But now thinking about it, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. This was insane because this was an opportunity to change my entire life in a blink of an eye. This was an opportunity that people would die for…things that only happened in movies or books. Nevertheless, I knew that even if I asked for a few million dollars, I would still have to deal with the woman’s son and might still be punished for what I did for Lisa that night. So the smartest thing to do was simple. Nothing could change my

When we arrived at the nursing home, the sun was bright and hot. The sky was blue and the clouds were thick and white. The air was warm and smelled like almost nothing. And I was burdened with anxiety. I was choking on it. Why? Wouldn’t you be riddled with anxiety if you were taking your partner to meet your mom or dad for the first time? What if she didn't like him? What if she hates him?What if she has that motherly feeling that he’s not the one for me? What was I going to do? I know that I don’t need her permission to date someone, but she was the only family I had right now. Dad left. And as happy as I was that he wasn’t dead, he still didn’t want anything to do with me.So I guess I was going to consider him as dead; like he really had died in that car from all those blank shots. As if he had really been in that casket. It was hurtful, it made me want to bawl my eyes out but I didn’t want to do that. I didn’t want to waste any more tears on someone like that man. He didn’t

“Who is it?” A voice came through the intercom. It was clear and it was a guy. He didn’t sound like Lisa’s boyfriend, or someone I knew.Maybe he was a guard.“Um…my name is Jules Beaumont, I’m here to see Lisa.” My voice was a bit shaky at the end.It went quiet for a few seconds and the man replied, “You said Jules, right?”“Yes, sir.”“Okay, I will come and get you. Give me a minute.” I sighed, running my hand through my hair. I was nervous. The last time I had seen Lisa, things had not particularly ended well. Was I still mad at her? No.Well, maybe. But not as much as I was the night it all happened. I was much calmer now, and was mostly concerned about her safety. The front gate opened and a man showed up. He was darkskinned and very attractive. He was in a suit and looked like he worked for the president. My assumption was that he was one of the guards here, or maybe their boss. “This way,” he said, gesturing for me to enter the compound. I walked over and walked past him.