Chapter Four: He
Caused My Fall:
I don’t know how
this could happen. I hadn’t expected to see that Devil again. He was supposed to
be a drifter that passed through our town and never came back. That didn’t
happen that way. My shift was over that night.
“Good night,
Grandma!” I called.
“You too,” she
said. I nodded and walked out of the bakery. I always walked through the woods
on my way home from work. When I was smaller, I always wondered what was back
here. My parents warned me not to go.
“Stay away from
the woods at night,” they warned me. “The monsters from the outside world roam
there. Stay in the lights.” I did do so as a child. But as I got older, I
realized that walking through the woods at night was alright.
My parents were
right on this particular night.
I adjusted my
ponytail as I walked along the dirt path. I soon became aware that I wasn’t
alone when I heard someone whistling in the dark.
“Hello?” I
asked. The usual crickets and frogs answered. I turned around when I heard
someone snickering behind me. I narrowed my eyes as a flashlight hit my face. A
shadowy figure of a boy my age walked towards me in the dark.
“Well, well,
well,” I heard them say. “What do we have here?” Wait, I recognized that voice.
“You’re the guy
from the bakery,” I said. That Devil walked up to me with his flashlight in
hand.
“What are you
doing out here?” he asked. I put my hands on my hips.
“I could ask you
the same thing,” I said. He smiled and put up his hands.
“Fair enough,”
he said. “You got me.” When did he get so close to me? He towered over me with
his eyes locked on me.
“Wow…” I
murmured.
“Heh,” he said.
“I know I am beautiful but you don’t have to stand there staring at me.” He
should make me angry with his cocky attitude. I should’ve pushed him away. But
something about him drew me in deeper. Then he said something that would be the
start of my troubles.
“Can I kiss
you?” this Devil asked.
“What?” I asked
back. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips. My heart jumped into my throat. I
couldn’t move. My instinct told me to push him off. But I just stood there. I
think I might have enjoyed it.
Before I knew
it, he and I lay on the thick grass. He was on top of me kissing. That Devil
smelt of cigarettes and that expensive cologne that I would smell on the richer
men that passed through the village. Our clothes were scattered around us. I
didn’t stop him. Not once. To this day I don’t know why. I kept letting him go
further. It hurt when he shoved his member between my legs. There was no
stopping either. Everything started spinning around me. I tried in vain to grab
onto the grass below. When that didn’t work, I grabbed onto the one thing that I
could.
Him.
“I don’t even
know your name!” I cried. He looked me in the eye.
“Does that matter?” he asked. I couldn’t answer him. Before I could gather what had happened, he came inside of me. We lay there in the grass covered in sweat. Looking back, that was the best and worst night of my life. It would set off my own ruin and awakening to the lies around me. But for now, I was happy.