Edited 27/12/14

My eyes bugged out of my eyes, I couldn't believe what the hell I was hearing. I am his!? Seriously, a bit possessive? I shook my head repeatedly side to side, making myself quite dizzy in the process. I hoped I heard different because there is no way I will be his, or ever will be. Sure, I liked Nick, in more ways than I should, but this wasn't Nick. He may look like him, but that was not him. He didn't act like this at all.

Other questions flitted though my head. If that wasn't Nick what happened to him? Is he possessed? Is he okay? Did something happen to him? Was he dead? Where did he go?

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a bored sigh. I looked up to find him staring at me with two other men flanking behind him on either shoulder. They were both wearing dark clothes; maybe dark jeans or trousers with dark shirts or something like that. The men were different from Nick. Something about them screamed less evil and sadistic; and the fact that they both had black eyes. I fell backwards into the wall from shock. What the-

I couldn't finish my thought because he had spoken to me. My eyes flickered to his to find them staring at me. I couldn't read him.

"Why must you do that?" He spoke deeply. Even though this wasn't Nick, his voice was so enticing. It never sounded like that before. It was so alluring and- Stop! I scolded myself. Not the time. I shook my head again, unsure of what he was talking about.

"Do what?" I whispered. I was too scared to even talk properly.

He didn't answer. He shook his head in exasperation. I didn't know what he meant by that. I didn't know what I was thinking when I asked again.

"I said, 'do what'" I asked with a slight annoyance in my voice. I had a sudden burst of confidence and anger. I guess I had enough of the constant disappointed head movements and the silence from him.

However, realising what I did wrong, it was too late. Before I knew it, he had grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. He wrapped his hands around my neck, making sure to put pressure on it. There was a fire in his eyes. Ooh... His eyes are darker than before, smouldering. Very nice eyes. Nope! Stop thinking about him like that! Looking back into his eyes I could tell that I have annoyed him to a very extreme point. Okay, so I've over did it. Oops. Not good Lexi, I told myself. How could I be so stupid? He could be anything. Do anything. He could kill you without a second thought, Lexi!

"How dare you! Are you wishing for death? Do you know who I am little girl?" His grip tightened drastically. He was gripping so tightly, it was as if he was crushing my windpipe. I really hope he wasn't because I want to stay alive after all I am only 21. The pain in my throat was burning me from the inside out. Please let go, I thought to myself.

"N- *cough* … No," I wheezed out helplessly. How was I supposed to know who he was. Although he has told me once I think, but I just don't remember.

"Of course! How silly of me to forget. Of course, you had forgotten. Let me introduce myself then, my little princess. I am Lucifer." He introduced himself. Even through the pain I could cough out a laugh. What an idiot! Who did he think he was? Now was so not the time to be joking around. I was being suffocated by this man and he thinks that joking around is going to make me talk? I don't think so. This man needs to go into a mental home. I shook my head again. Well, I seem to be doing that a lot lately. I guess I am going to pick up new habits with being stuck with this lunatic.

"I...I don't believe yo- *cough* you." My voice was becoming quieter. Not a good sign. Need him to definitely let go. Damn. Not going last any longer like this. It was becoming more difficult to breath. Without warning, he pressed himself closer to me, his hard body clashing against mine. For a moment, I allowed myself to enjoy Nick's body against mine.

"No? Hmm. Maybe you have heard of my other names? Morningstar? Satan? The devil?" I desperately wanted to believe him so that he would just let go but there was no such as the devil. Sure, I believe in the supernatural, but the devil really? Not going to believe that lie.

After seeing my difficulty, he gave a final squeeze, which cause me to yelp in intense pain, and finally he let me go. I gasped as I tried my best to gain more oxygen into my lungs. My neck was sore. I knew I would be getting a hand shaped bruise. Well at least I knew it wasn't Nick but something had possessed him. Poor Nick. Where was he? I hope I have him back.

"Maybe another way to believe me? Hmm. Aha. I know!" He then clicked his fingers and the two men who were standing behind exploded. I screamed.

"Now do you believe me?" I nodded shakily. There were tears pouring down my face, no doubt leaving tear marks in its wake. My whole body was trembling in fear. I could not believe this. He had just made two grown men explode into little body parts.

He looked back into my eyes and smiled in a creepy way. As he walked the opposite direction to me, he murmured something to the other man standing there. My old best friend gave me one final evil smirk then looked back to Ni- Lucifer.

As Nick disappeared so did my once best friend. Why did he have to leave those dismembered bodies here? Great. However, before I could relax, a scream projected through me when the bodies started to move.

Help me! Anyone please!