ELLA :
The dream I had made me terrified but what the devil said later completely eased my terrifying heart. He promised me to be better and to not kill innocent people and this time I do trust him. I know he loves me, I could see the desire and passion in his eyes, and also the patience he is using with me is quite visible in front of my eyes.
I was overwhelmed by the way he always agrees to my request even though I have an idea that as a devil he won't really listen to any person and the power he has could make anyone surrender in front of him but with me still, he chose to be gentle and patient and his promise to me is a proof that how much I matter to him.
Even though he is not a human, his love and care for me are pure and genuine and I will try my best to fall in love with him, give him another chance and try to be open to him with my feelings.
“I will try to love you with all my heart,” This is the promise I made to him and I really meant it and when he pulled me into a kiss, this time I wasn’t disgusted by his touch nor scared. Instead, I tried to reciprocate him.
A part of me was telling me that he won’t hurt me no matter what and neither I was able to push him away this time. Instead, an inexplicable feeling arose in my heart that I couldn’t explain with words and my heart was as calm as sea waves.
I enjoyed each and every moment with him felt disappointed when he didn’t make love to me with his d**k but used his fingers instead. I too wanted to give him pleasure just like he gave to me. But, I was so exhausted that as soon as I was covered in his warm embrace I fell asleep immediately.
When I woke up, I found myself alone in the room and the faint light of the side lamp indicated that the sun had already set and it’s getting dark outside.
My stomach growled in hunger and I finally left my bed and then room walking down to the kitchen with slow steps. My body was sore and my ni**les too. The light fabric on my body rubbed on my skin and I flinched from the pain.
I warmed some milk for myself and grabbed the cookies from the counter to eat. I walked to the living room to sit and eat while watching something on the TV. I looked around but couldn’t see the devil at all.
Strange, whenever he would be at home he won’t leave me alone for a second. Maybe he isn’t at home at all. I thought. I then finished my milk and cookies.
I felt so good as my hungry stomach is filled with food now, it was so satisfying. I then lazily laid on the sofa and my empty glass of milk fell on the ground clumsily, thankfully it didn’t break.
I sighed, I wasn’t in the mood to clean the floor at all. I again laid back lazily on the sofa but then a voice startled me.
BOOM
I immediately sat up, scared as hell. I looked around and again a voice came. I panicked, and jumped from the sofa, “Who is it?”
I yelled, trying to sound strong and confident.
The voice came again, making my heart jump to my throat. I gulped, feeling scared while looking around, trying to carefully scan the place of where the sound was coming and finally I heard a very low and weak plea from someone.
“Ella…”
I stopped, this voice… This voice is similar to someone but who, I was thinking and trying to put pressure on my mind just then the voice came again and this time instead of being scared, I tried to focus on the voice as I closed my eyes and put all my focus to the direction of the voice from where it was coming.
I subconsciously found myself leaning down on the floor and then I attached my ear to the wooden floor, there I heard a voice again calling my name, “Ella…”
“Oliver?”I shouted, shocked with disbelievement.
I knocked the ground and again shouted Oliver’s name, “Oliver, is that you?”I couldn’t hear any reply at all but after a few moments, the voice came again and only then did I realize that someone was knocking on the wooden floor from the inside.
Inside? I frowned and then rushed to the kitchen, I held a big knife from the kitchen and then went back to the same place I heard Oliver’s voice, looking in the direction of the door with nervousness that devil could come back home at any moment, but I can’t ignore Oliver’s existence because of his arrival’s fear.
“I have to find, Oliver,” I murmured to myself, and then taking a deep breath, I hit the back of the large knife onto the ground and there a crack appeared.
A thrilling smile appeared on my lips as I started hitting the ground multiple times at the same place and finally, a piece of wood fell showing me the darkness, but what astonished me was that there was a huge room under the wooden floor.
Do we have a basement? I frowned as I tried hard to look further with my face attached to the ground and tried my best to look through.
“Hello?”
“Oliver?”
I shouted but there was nothing, just a very weak muffled sound but that sound was enough to encourage me and give me hope. I ran to my room and luckily I found the matchbox that was given to me by Ethan in my dream.
I felt so grateful and then rushed down, I lit one matchstick and tried hard to slide my hand through the crack with the burning matchstick, “Oliver?”I shouted and finally, he responded.
“Ella?”
“Oliver? Where are you?”I asked, excited and anxious.
“Here,” He said weakly and I turned my hand to the right, and there at the corner, I saw a man curled looking miserable and helpless, I yelled in excitement, “Oliver… You’re alive… Oliver…”
The man looked up with great difficulty, and finally, I saw his face and his empty eyes. My heart ached when I saw Oliver’s terrible state. I didn’t know when my eyes filled with water and my voice got hoarse.
“I will save you, Oliver… I will save you..”I told him as the matchstick from my hand dropped and the whole vision turned black again. But it didn’t crush my hope. I stood up and quickly covered the crack place with the carpet and then placed the table over it so that devil won’t notice it at all.
“Basement… There must be a door to it,” I mumbled while pacing back and forth, thinking of what to do. I have very little time to find Oliver and save him, I have no idea when the devil will appear but I have to do all this before he arrived otherwise if he knew that I know about Oliver he would definitely try to harm him and take him away from me.
My heart was beating so fast, I was excited, worried, and scared too. My whole body was trembling but I can’t act weak at this moment. I have to be strong and help Oliver.
Once I will successfully save him and send him away from this devil, then I will go back to the devil and surrender myself to him. Maybe, I am fated to be a devil, maybe God hasn’t written a prince for my fairytale but a devil.
I smiled bitterly, the thought of becoming a devil is heart-chilling but I am willing to do this because I know that, that devil loves me a lot and he would never harm me ever, and it feels like he is really my one and only.
While thinking about it, I realized that I didn’t even ask him his real name. He must have a name that I am going to call him after. Since now, I have been calling him devil or Oliver but after Oliver will escape and I will become a devil as his wife, I will definitely ask him for his real name.
Lost in my thoughts, I walked to the main door so I could find a clue for the door of the hidden basement in our house. I was looking around when I heard a loud yell from someone for help.
“HELP”