Chapter 21
The Human Curse
The demons were nervous and looked at each other. "Do you really think that we should tell him?" They asked each other. Satan was sitting on his throne going over the contacts. "Do you think that he can handle it?"
"You know that I can hear you guys, right? I might appear to be busy to which I am, but I can still hear you." They swallowed and looked at each other nervously.
"He might find out anyway. Someone will tell him." One demon said to them.
"Tell me what?" He looked up at him
"A human wrote a story about you."
"Oh, humans do that all the time. No big deal." He heard the demons swallow and looked up to see their serious expressions. "Why do I get a feeling that you're not talking about a normal Satan story?" They looked down and refused to meet his eyes. He walked up to them. "Spill it out. What story are you talking about?" A demon gave him a book. He took it and looked up curiously. "Who wrote this? The Rolling Stones?" They shook their heads. He nodded, began to look at the chapters and raised his eyebrows.
"Satan, if you want to read the book, we suggest that you read it in your bedroom." A demon spoke up and he looked at him.
"Why?" He swallowed.
"Because that book is, um, well…let's just say that you would want to be alone to read it." The demon looked uncomfortable and he studied him.
"I've never seen my demons acting like this and over a fiction book?"
When he turned to see the rest of the demons, he could tell, they had read it too. "Let me guess, the whole Hell has read this book?" He watched as they nodded and he nodded. "Must be one of a hell of a book. Since you're my demons and know me better than any human, I guess I'll take your word for it. I'll be in my bedroom reading."
They watched as he headed to his bedroom. "Do you really think that he can handle it?" A demon shrugged.
"I think if he can handle all the stupid and disgusting things that humans do, why can't he handle a simple fiction story?" The rest of the demons nodded in agreement.
A few days later, Satan went to the bar with the book. "So, have you finished it?" He shot the demon a look.
"I'm just glad that this is a book without being a book. If others got their hands on it…" He shook his head while he drank.
"He's going to find out sooner or later." A demon told another and the demon sighed.
"I'm Beelzebub and all of the sudden, I'm a leader of the demons."
He went to a laptop as the Devil watched him curiously. After he had entered the 2 fan fiction sites, he showed it to him. His eyes grew in shock and he dropped his drink on the floor.
"Are you serious? Not only has this been written, it has been on the internet?" They nodded and he stared at the websites. "I had to handle reading this book, now finding it's online, is there any other surprises that I need to know about related to this subject?" He heard a demon swallow nervously. "Oh, come on, there can't be anything more. You can't tell me that there's a movie or a TV show made out of this already." The demons shook their heads. "Good. Then whatever else you tell me; I can handle it." Beelzebub nodded.
"That's Satan, alright. Thinking that he can handle things and thinking nothing would shock him or surprise him. Yet, he's at the bar drinking." He turned to look at him.
"Have we just met?" The demon frowned and sat on his right.
"Alright, here it goes. The writer also takes care of herself because of this book." He picked it up and read the cover for the 100th time. He stared at him confused.
"By taking care of herself because of this book…you mean?" He looked back at him.
"Well, you know as well as I do, she hasn't been with anyone for 4 years, use your imagination."
He stared at him in shock and fainted to the ground.
"Nice going Beelzebub, you killed Satan. Wonderful, what are we going to tell the world?" The demon looked at him and frowned.
"If you and Natas didn't want to me to take the leader role, you couldn't have done so. Maybe you would do better and not kill the Devil." The demon crossed his arms and shook his head.
"Well, he was going to find out anyway. It was better that it came from us."
It took the Devil a while to sit up and he saw his demons looking at him with concern.
"Please tell me that you don't have any more surprises for me." They shook their heads and he got up and sat at the stool again. "Geez, just when I thought that I knew everything about humans and that they are predictable, you lay this on me!"
"But, Satan, isn't it better coming from us and not from someone else?" Natas said with hope that it would make him feel better.
"Okay, I think I can handle knowing one more thing." He wasn't looking at them, but at his drink. They looked back at him with curiously. "What do the readers think or how did they react?" They swallowed and he shot them a look.
"They say that it was boring, and it was out there." Of course, the demon was lying, but he didn't think he could handle any more shocks.
The Devil frowned and got the laptop. "Now, I'm not a human, that's the truth. With over 700 readers on this one and over 900 readers on another one. 4 kudos on that one and 2 favorites and 1 follower on the other? That doesn't scream, 'boring.' Boring would be 20, 10 or even 0."
"Can you blame the humans? She explained how you were associated with 666, she explained how the Rapture happened, she has everything in it. She has humor, religion, sex and horror. She put you and the Antichrist together. No human has ever went to where she has." He looked at him and crossed his arms.
"How many times have you read this book?" He looked up at him with the most innocent look he could give.
"Times? I only read it once." His voice sound like a stutter and he nodded.
"You are trying to lie to a very professional liar."
He grabbed the book from the demon and touched his face. "I've seen every look on this beautiful face. I know when you're lying. Tell me, why have you read this book more than once?" He looked at him seriously and he looked down.
"Well, it wasn't just me, we all have." The other 2 demons smacked him on the head.
"Nice going, throwing us under the bus." He shrugged.
"It's the truth! I'm not the only demon who has read this book more than once!" He shook his head. "You become the leader of the demons and all of the sudden, you have to defend yourself and your actions." He shook his head.
The Devil frowned. "Who wrote this book anyway?" They all turned to look at him.
"I thought you would have figured it out." He was flipping through the pages.
"Why would you think that?"
"She left clues to her real identity." Satan looked at him puzzled.
"She did?" They nodded. "What clues, exactly?" Beelzebub looked at Natas, he shook his head and went to a blackboard.
You came to her when she was 20,
You pissed her off because you stole 'Lennie' from her and
She lived in Houston, Texas before.
He sat down and looked at him. "Who does this make you think of?"
He went to the backboard and studied the clues. "Why did you quote and unquote Lennie?" He turned to look at the demon with curiously.
"Because she changed his name." He looked back at the board.
"I'm hoping that it's not the person that I'm thinking of."
"Why?" Beelzebub asked and he turned to look at him.
"Because if it is that person that I'm thinking of, I'm going to have to eat my own words."
"What do you mean?" Natas asked.
"If this is the correct person. When she was 13, remember that time when her mind was lost somewhere? She had to ask God how to spell her name, she wrote that two times two is 15. She had to have God tell her that she was a mammal and that she had a spine." He shook his head in disbelief. "And do you remember what I said then?" They nodded.
"You said that she was God's problem, that you didn't know her and that you were glad that she wasn't one of yours." He nodded as he was remembering.
"The bad thing about if this was written by the same person, is that now, it's almost like God is mocking me. 'You said she was my problem, now I'm making her your problem. Good luck, see if you can do better than I did.'" The demons nodded as they could see God actually saying that.
"Surely, you can handle any human. It's not like she's 13 anymore."
He slowly looked at Beelzebub. "Are you telling me that I'm correct in guessing who this person is?" He moved away from the Devil and stared at him.
"Well, I mean, I was just…" He continued to stare at him.
"No. No, she didn't write this. She did not!" The demon bit his lip and played with his hands. He was looking to the other demons for help.
"Just be grateful she's where she is now and that she's who she is now." Natas said as he stumbled to get the words out.
The Devil fainted for the second time. Beelzebub threw his hands in the air. "If this got out that we're killing the Devil, humans will come after us and kill us." He shook his head, returned to sit at the bar and took a drink.
"We can finally find out what causes the Devil to faint." Natas said as he tried to look at the good of the situation.
"I always thought that he could handle anything." Legion said as the other 2 had to nod in agreement.
It took a while for him to come to and he sat up as the demons looked at him. "I want the 3 of you to do me a favor." They nodded. "No more shocks for today. None. Do you understand?"
They nodded and watched as he got up. He shook his head. "I want to pretend that everything is fine and normal. So, I'm going back to work."
"What about this story?" Legion asked as he picked up the book again and began to look at it.
He stopped walking and turned to look at the demons. "I want you to be on the fan fiction sites. Any new chapters; wait until tomorrow to give them to me. I'm done being shocked for today."
As he continued to watch the demons read the story, he walked back and grabbed it out of their hands. "No more reading this book."
"Aww Satan, come on! It's the best that we've read in a long time!" Natas whined and he looked at him.
"No. This book is not to be read in Hell anymore. Now, keep a watch on the views. Make sure that it doesn't go pass 1,000." Natas made sure that he had left the room and they went to the fan fiction sites.
"Let's print out another one!" Legion said and Natas nodded.
"Ahead of you, my dear demon." He clicked print.
Satan took his throne and shook his head. He couldn't believe that Colleen had wrote something like this.
He looked at his son, who sat on his right. "Tell me that you haven't read this."
He held up the book and the Antichrist took it from him. "No."
He frowned and grabbed the book from his hands. "Why is all of Hell lying to me? They think I can't spot a liar?" Baphomet shrugged.
"It's the best that I've read in a long time. She explains 666, the Rapture and she, even, mentions us in the stories." He smiled and Satan shook his head.
"You mean to tell me that you actually like this story?" He nodded.
"What is there not to like? Humor, romantic, horror, Hell and us." He watched as his son acted like he was in love. He looked down and shook his head.
"Great, I feel like I've just entered the Twilight Zone. All of Hell is obsessed with this book."
He got off his throne. "I think I'm going to go and murder her." Baphomet stopped him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The Devil looked at him with curiously.
"Because?"
"You would upset many people in this place. The demons, me and possible, the lost souls."
"What do you mean the lost souls. You didn't…"
He walked to where many souls resident and sure enough, all them were reading the book.
He threw his head back. "Great. I can't kill her because I'll create enemies in my own home." He shook his head as he crossed his arms. "You're one lucky woman, Colleen. All the demons, my own son and the lost souls won't let me kill you."
He told himself and then, looked back at Antichrist. "Fine, when this book becomes boring, I'll take my chances and kill her."
He sat back on his throne and Baphomet crossed his arms. "Can I please have her? Let me have her?" Satan looked at him.
"No. We're not going to make this book a reality. She has done enough!" He shook his head.
"Today was supposed to be a slow news day for Hell. But no, she has made it interesting. Can I resume in ruling Hell? At least, that is my comfort zone for today."
As he ruled lost souls, his mind couldn't stop thinking about what he has read. He found himself being lost in the words.
A woman approached him and without thinking, he called her Colleen. All the demons and Baphomet looked at him in confusion. He closed his eyes. "I'm sorry, I meant, Crystal. Crystal, yes, and your crime was?" The demon looked at him in concern.
"Are you okay, Satan? Do you want a break?" He shook his head.
"No, no. I'm fine. Demons take her away to be repented." The demons all looked at him, again, in confusion.
"Repent? You know, no one in Hell gets repented." He closed his eyes.
"Okay. I guess I can use a little break." He got off his throne and went to his bedroom.
He looked at himself in the mirror and shook his head. Never has a human influenced him like this. "Television. Television will keep my mind off the story." He felt proud of himself for thinking of a good distraction.
He laid on his bed and turned on the television. As he watched a horror film, all he could think about was Colleen, the Rapture, the DNA child of his and the Whore of Babylon. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, he could swear he saw Colleen on the television. He screamed in frustration.
The demons came into his room and were concerned. "Satan, Satan, are you okay?"
He looked up from his hands and looked back at them. "Why have you introduced me to this story? What was your purpose? To kill me? To distract me? Because it's working!"
The demons moved away from him in shame. "We're so sorry. We didn't think it would impact you this much. We'll take care of you."
They went to get drugs and booze. They bowed down as they presented their "gifts" to him. He nodded.
"These might help." He began to use drugs and drink. He forgot that they did nothing for him.
He looked back at the television. "Does that look like Colleen to you?" He pointed to a woman.
The demons looked at each other. "We don't have a cure to help Satan. What are we going to do? We killed him!"
"No, she killed him. We can't kill her. The story is already out and wrote."
"Then, what do we do?"
"We must do it." The demons looked at Beelzebub in confusion.
He was already making his way to Lord of Hell. "Master, why don't you go and visit her? Perhaps, that will take your mind off of her. Yell at her and pretend to kill her, whatever you want." He looked at him and nodded.
"Maybe that will help." He took a last drink and handed it to the demon.
"It better work, if not, the whole Hell is in jeopardy." Natas said and Beelzebub took a drink as they watched him leave.
Satan went to Colleen's room. She was laying down naked on a pentagram rug that was black on one side and red on the other. It had hearts on the corner of it and a picture of him eating a woman out. She had black candles around her. She began to say a prayer.
He stared at her in amazement. She opened her eyes and thought of his response.
She got up and began to type it on the laptop. "You're making a new chapter? Are you crazy?" He groaned in frustration. "You need to stop this. Stop!"
She heard that and looked up to see him. "What are you doing here?" He stared back at her.
"You can see me?" She nodded. "Stop writing new chapters of the story." He told her and she looked at him and crossed her arms.
"Look, it was only supposed to be a one-chapter story. It had only 20 readers in the beginning. 20. When I changed the spellings and grammar, it soar to where it is now."
He shook his head and found himself drooling over her. "Let me have you." She was taken aback.
"No. Now, I'm sober. I won't let you have me." He began to trace her body with his long black fingernail.
"You blame me for wanting you? When you created the story? Let me have you." She backed away from him.
"You need to leave."
"If you let me have you, I'll help you."
She stared at him as she began to think. "No. You're not funny and you don't know how to love. Let me work on this alone."
He watched as she typed some words on her laptop.
He began to jack off. She looked at him in surprise. "What are you doing?"
"Since you won't let me have you, I'll just do this." He came closer and she swallowed. "Do you want it?" Everything was screaming for her not to do it. It has been so long, since she had gave a man a blowjob and she couldn't lie to herself. She had missed it. A dick is just a dick, she told herself.
He moaned and touched her hair.
Then, he pushed her mouth off of it. "What the fuck am I doing? I don't do things like these."
He took a chair and sat. "You've ruined me!" She swallowed nervously.
"It's fiction. Just a story. You'll be okay."
He shook his head and walked up to her. "All I can think about now is you. Us. The future."
He had her stand up, so he could kiss her. She pushed him off. "You don't act like this."
"You're right, I don't. Piss me off." She was shocked by his request.
"You're going to give me permission to piss you off?" He nodded.
"Piss me off as hard as you can." She looked down and had to think. What would piss him off?
She came towards him and traced his chin as he was sitting back in the chair. "If I do, what reward will I have?" He watched as her finger traced his lips.
"Anything, I'll give you anything." She smiled.
"If you go back on your word, it won't be good for you." She began to kiss him, and he find himself kissing her back. "Alright, I'll piss you off."
He got up. "Make sure that it's a good one." He closed his eyes and left the room.
She shook her head and the next morning, she took a bath and got dressed.
She was angry that she had no choice, but to go to church. She sat in a pew and watched as the Preacher preached. "If you keep knocking on the Devil's door, sooner or later, he would invite you in. When you dance with the Devil, the Devil doesn't change, the Devil changes you! These things happen when you write a story about the Devil. What you don't understand is that you're giving him the tool to use against you. You shouldn't be giving him any tools to be used against you. A story might appear to be harmless, in reality, it's dangerous. If you keep writing this story, sooner or later, he will have all of you. Your mind, soul and body. Do you really want that? To be dark, evil, and all the things that he is? If you would stop writing the story and come to the altar to be repented, Satan will stop working on you. He won't want or love you anymore. He will only have hatred for you. Let us pray for whoever is writing such a story." The congregation bowed their heads and began to pray.
"Why are you encouraging Colleen to quit working on the story?" Natas asked Beelzebub.
"Because if she doesn't, she could jeopardize the whole Hell. You've seen how Satan is acting. We can't have him become anything or anyone else." The demons nodded.
Natas came to Colleen and whispered into her ear. "Remember, God saved you from being killed. He has took you out of that apartment and he has done so much for you. What have you been doing for him?"
She sighed and made her way to the front.
Satan was pissed as he watched her make her way to the altar and was praying. He also knew that his demons were just trying to help both of them. He shook his head as he put his hands on the back of a pew. Never have he thought of wanting a human to go back to God. He knew as well as the demons, he didn't have a choice.
That night, she closed her eyes and deleted the story of Satan. She looked down and sighed. All of her hard work was gone.
Satan was watching and nodded. Maybe now, he can go back to normal.
He returned to Hell and was surprised. All the demons looked at him with sad faces. The lost souls were quiet.
When he got to his throne, even his son, was looking down and was sad. The sight and the sounds made him sad as well.
"I had no choice. She had to stop writing the story. It was getting to me." Baphomet got off his throne.
"You lied to me and you lied to everyone! You said that you can handle anything. You couldn't even handle a fiction story!" He threw a copy of the book down on the floor and left. The Devil closed his eyes and sighed.
"Let's resume judging souls, should we?" The demon nodded, threw a soul towards him and looked away. "You won't even look at me now?" He asked the demon and the demon shrugged.
"You know what, you do it yourself. I quit."
He threw the clipboard on the floor and left the room.
He shook his head and put his hand to his head. "Great. Now she has influenced the whole Hell." The lost soul looked at him confused.
"Uh, the Bible said that Hell is for screaming, agony and pain. But, it's quiet around here and really sad." He gave him a smirky smile.
"You've caught Hell on its bad day."
"I didn't know that Hell could have a bad day."
"Neither did I." He shook his head.
He decided to host a meeting with all the demons, lost souls and his son. "You have a choice. You could have the Devil acting like he couldn't rule Hell because all he was thinking about was Colleen and that book. Or you could have the story end and we resume to the way it has always been. Which do you pick?"
"What does it matter now? She deleted the story."
A demon threw his hands up in the air and Satan sighed.
"I can go back in time and undo that." They all looked at him in shock.
"You would do that?"
"If that's what you would vote on." They exchanged questioning looks.
"We will cast a vote." Beelzebub said as he crossed his arms.
"By all means, cast it."
The demon came and stood in the front of the room. "All those in favor of Colleen stopping the story and having Satan go back to his normal self, raise your hand." No one did. Satan looked down and sighed.
"All those in favor of Colleen to continue and having to rule under a different Devil, raise your hand." The lost souls, the demons and Baphomet raised their hands. He was surprised.
Beelzebub turned to look at him. "Looks like Colleen's story won. So, will you turn back time to stop her from deleting the story?"
He walked up to him and got into his face. "The Devil, who rules in Hell, will be different. Are you sure this is what you want?"
"Everything costs something. You, of all people, should know that. You wanted us to be free from God and Heaven, this was what it costed. You wanted Eve to eat from the tree of good and evil, look at what it costed us. Have we not always paid the price for what you've done?" He shook his head. "Why should this be any different? You're the one who went to Eve. Had you never did, we would not have been here."
He looked down as he knew that the demon had a point. "I'm sorry that the consequences to my actions were so hard and horrible to live with." The demon shook his head.
"I'm not condemning the consequences to those actions. I'm just making a point. If we can live and survive on them, why should now be any different?"
He nodded and looked at his kingdom. "Look at it this way, at least today, all of Hell gets to vote and all of Hell gets to have a voice." Beelzebub nodded.
"So, will you turn back time?" He sighed.
"Let this be my last words before I do so. Whatever happens because of her story, remember, you've all asked for it." The demon nodded.
"Let all these people bear witness." He nodded and left the room.
He shook his head. He went into his room and slammed the door. He got the Misery box. Now he knows why, it was called that.
He closed his eyes and mediated on the date before he had asked Colleen to piss him off.
He found himself in her room again. He watched her as she laid on the floor naked on her new pentagram rug. He listened to a make-up prayer to him and watched as she began to type on the laptop.
"I can help you out with that, you know?" She looked up at him and was surprised to see him in the room.
"What are you doing here?"
"You prayed to me."
"No, I was praying to you for research."
He frowned and sat on her bed. "That's what you get for doing research. You get the Devil to show up and ask, 'What do you want'?"
"I don't want anything. I just want to continue to work on this story."
He sat behind her and touched her hands. "Like I've said, I can help you with that." He whispered into her ear and she swallowed.
"No, this Satan is fictional, and the story is fictional." He moved his hands to her breasts and began to rub them.
"It doesn't have to be fictional; it can be a reality." She got up and looked at him.
"I, um, appreciate the, um, attention." She put her hair behind her ear. "I like fiction anyway. Who doesn't like to escape from real life for a few minutes." She chuckled nervously and Satan studied her.
"You're not afraid of me, are you?" He reached out for her hand. She refuse to take it and was, even more nervous, when she realized her words were not working in her favor.
"I'm sure you have Hell to get back to." She looked up at him and into his eyes while biting her lip.
He got up and came towards her. He got down to her pussy area and looked up at her.
"You prayed that if I would accept you into my kingdom and as my child, I would have to eat you out. I guess that's an offer that I wouldn't mind to take up."
He began to do so, and she closed her eyes. "No, no, like I've said, the prayer was a work of…" She closed her eyes and moaned. He smiled and rubbed her thigh.
"It was a work of…" He teased and she looked down at him.
"I don't remember what I was going to say."
She spread her pussy more for him and he smiled. "If you don't want me to do it…" He began to trace the outside with his finger. She closed her eyes again and moaned.
"This is just a fantasy, right? Just a fantasy?" He had her sat on his face and went deeper and faster. The moaning escalated.
She took out her pussy and he was puzzled until she put it in his dick and began to ride him. "I know this is just a fantasy because I can't really fuck on the top." She rode him so well that he closed his eyes and laid back. She kissed his neck and his lips.
Demons were watching in the background and sighed. "This is going to be an epic story." The rest nodded.
"I can't wait." Another demon said as he popped another popcorn into his mouth.
"What do you think goes through Satan's mind, while she's riding him?"
Satan opened his eyes and looked at his demons. They were surprised at being caught. "GET THE FUCK OUT!" His mind screamed into their heads and they disappeared.
He turned his attention back to Colleen. He rubbed her breasts and looked up at her. "No, no I wasn't supposed to." She closed her eyes and played with her hair while having a hand on his chest.
He sat up and kissed her neck. "I'm glad that I made you feel good. Welcome to the family." He whispered and she looked at him. Her mind was talking, but no words would come out as she stared at him.
"If you want, I'll stop working on the story." He shook his head.
"Believe it or not, Hell took a vote. They all want you to continue." She looked at him shocked.
"So, I have your blessing?" She put her hands on his face and kissed him.
"Not only do you have my blessings; you'll have me whenever you want to help inspire you." She smiled.
"Or I'll help inspire you."
She began to kiss his body down to his dick. "Want to go there, I see." She had her hand on it as she looked at him.
"Do you not want me to?" She began to put her mouth on it. "Do you not like a woman's mouth on it?" He closed his eyes and laid back down.
"No, go ahead. It's yours."
His mind finally blocked out all the thoughts that he was having. He could, finally, relax after a few intense days. For the first time ever, he was glad that the demons, lost souls and Baphomet had wanted her to continue her story. He had to remember, he had self-control. No matter how good a woman fucked him, he would never give his heart to any of them. He was more powerful than any human on Earth. None had the power to make him weak. None.
He opened his eyes and watched as she swallowed. "Thank you." She told him after she was done.
He nodded and stood up. "Well, Hell is calling, I better answer." He looked down at her and kissed her as she sat on the floor.
"You know that I'll be back." She shook her head.
"No, don't. This was a one-time thing." He looked at her puzzled.
"You sure?" She nodded.
"Positive." He studied her eyes and gave her another kiss. He stood up and closed his eyes.
He went back to Hell and the demons were gathered around him. "What was it like? Was it like the story or better?"
He shook his head as he was on his way to his throne. "Why are you so interested? I've had sex with plenty of women." They nodded.
"True, but this one wrote a story before you fucked her. So, spill."
He shook his head and they followed him to his throne. "Look, we had sex and we kissed. End of the story."
"Can I resume judging souls now?" Moloch looked at him.
"While I am handing souls to you, talk to us about her. Tell us anything about her."
"So, what has this man done?"
"Satan! You can't do this to us!" Moloch whined and he looked at him.
"Demon, are you seriously going to act like you're 5 years-old and a human?"
He sighed and looked at the clipboard. "This was a man who didn't believe in God." He crossed his arms and looked away.
"Thank you."
"You know the rules, I trust?" The man looked at him confused. "We get to do whatever we want with your soul." The man looked down and sighed.
"I thought that there was going to be a party going on in here?" Satan laughed.
"You actually brought my lies? I'm flattered, honestly. Demons take him away. Next?"
As the day began to drag on, Satan began to daydream of his sexual encounter with Colleen. The way her mouth, tongue and fingers felt. Get your fucking mind together. She's just a fucking woman and a fucking human.
He closed his eyes. He was trying to focus on Moloch's words, but they became like a blurry to him.
"Satan? Um, Satan, did you hear what I've said?"
The demons began to look at him puzzled. They looked at each other.
"Moloch, test him." He looked at the demon. "Say something about Colleen." He nodded and looked at him.
"Do you want me to go and get Colleen for you, my master?" He opened his eyes and looked around the room.
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
The demon looked at him with wide eyes. "Um, this woman had been having sex with children on Earth."
"Well, you know where to put her." He shook his head and the woman sighed and left.
"You know, I think that's enough for today." He got off his throne.
The demons watched him walk to his room. "He's got it bad for her now." One of them said as he crossed his arms.
"Well, like I've told him," Beelzebub looked at Moloch, "We're tough to live with the consequences. Nothing changes." He nodded in agreement.
"Satan handled so much; he can handle this."
He laid on his bed and began to think of Colleen. He began to jack off and opened his eyes, once he felt a release. He shook his head. He knew he had to find a way to stop thinking about her.
He called in a demon and he stood before him. "Give me a list of why I hate humans and go!"
"Well, humans can be stupid, humans worship God and worship Jesus. They think of you as evil, a liar, and a killer. They think that you sacrifice babies and children. You command humans to eat human flesh."
Satan was laying on the bed with his eyes closed and nodding. "Tell me, specifically, why do I hate women?"
"Well, some women can be a bitch, some of them can be bossy, they gossip, and they nag. They want to control you and tell you what to do. They don't like to share you and want you all to themselves."
He sat up and looked at the demon. "Do you think Colleen would want that? Want to share me or have me all to herself?" The demon looked at him puzzled.
"Colleen? Is that what this is about? You want to hate her?" He nodded and the demon looked down. "Okay, let me think of why you should hate her."
He laid back down and closed his eyes. "You should hate her because she looks like God. She blamed you for stealing Lennie from her." He rolled his eyes. "She got mad at you every time you stole someone from her. She hated you for a long time."
He sat up again and looked at the demon. "She finally forgave me for stealing Lennie. She finally stopped hating me. Don't use those examples again. Give me something recently. Give me something that happened or said recently that is horrible and I should hate her."
The demon threw his head back and had to think. Seconds became minutes and minutes became hours. The Devil opened his eyes and looked at the demon, who was still thinking. "You don't have anything?" The demon looked at him.
"The only thing I've got is that she looks like God?" He threw his head back and groaned.
He went to the demon and picked him up. "Do you not understand? I need to stop thinking about her and about us."
The demon smiled and held up his finger. "I have an idea. Give me a minute."
He ran out the room and came back with a DVD. "Here's all the most beautiful and attractive women from all around the world. Look at how much beautiful they are compared to Colleen. Don't you want one of those beautiful and sexy woman?" Satan studied them as he watched. "You're Satan. You don't have to settle for less." He turned to look at the demon.
"Go and bring me a beautiful and attractive woman that gives good head." The demon nodded, got off the bed and left. The Devil wondered if that would do the trick.
A beautiful and sexy woman entered the room. "Mr. Satan, I'm very flattered that you wanted my attention." She said as she looked at him. He rotated around her.
"Yeah, I don't do small talks. Get to work."
He pulled down his pants and she began to work. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on how good she was, all he could think about was Colleen. When he opened his eyes and looked down, Colleen's face was the only face he saw. He swallowed and smacked her. "Get the hell out. You didn't work. Out!" The woman left the room in tears.
He sighed and laid down on the bed.
A demon came running in. "Satan, what happened?" He looked at the demon.
"It didn't work. My only thoughts were on Colleen and her mouth, tongue and lips." He found himself drooling as the demon looked at him with wide eyes.
"Maybe, a female demon would work?" He suggested and he looked at him. He racked his brain trying to think of which demon was good.
"Hell, I'll try Jezebel." The demon nodded.
Jezebel came over. "I've heard that my master is having the human curse."
"What's the human curse?" She smiled as she traced his body with her finger.
"It's a curse where humans, unfortunately, fall in love. You know the song better than any of us do." She began to massage his shoulders. "You can't sleep, you can't eat, there's no doubt, you're in deep."
"Ah, yes, Addicted to Love by Robert Palmer. Well, Jezebel, since you claim to know the humans better than I do. Do you have the cure?"
She smiled at him and got on top of him. "It will all depend on how deep you already are. If you're in too deep, nothing will work. If you're not in deep waters yet, I'll take care you."
"Close your eyes and relax. Don't think of her, push her out of your mind if you can." He laid back down and closed his eyes. She began to ride him and looked at the demons.
She closed her eyes and began to communicate with them telepathy. "Do you really want me to make him forget about her?" The demons shrugged.
"How bad do you want the story to continue?" A demon challenged and she looked back at Satan.
"Now, here's what I want you to do for me. I want you to think and focus. Who is Satan?"
"Satan is evil and hates humans. He is darkness and he's misunderstood." She nodded.
"Keep going."
"Satan doesn't like God and he doesn't like Christ. He used to be an angel."
"How powerful is he?"
"So powerful that no human can resist him."
"What would you do to a human if you hated them?" She touched his lips.
"I would cause them to be like me. Evil and darkness. Hating God and hating Christ."
His thoughts were on Colleen again. "Like Colleen's story said, I would fuck a human and make them like me."
"No, no, don't go there. Don't say her name."
"Colleen was right. I represent the sinners. I'm one of them. I started it."
"Satan, no. Stop thinking of her. Think of me. Who was Jezebel in the Bible? Who was I?"
"I could get Colleen to be created by me and for me. She could be as evil as I am and do what I've done." Jezebel threw her head back.
"Say my name. Say it. Say Jezebel."
He shook his head and opened his eyes. "You had your chance. God didn't make you the Whore of Babylon. He could make Colleen her." He got up and left the room as she looked down and sighed.
He showed up to her bedroom and Colleen looked at him in surprised. "What are you doing here?"
He climbed on the bed with her. "I would do anything to be yours." She was taken aback.
"I've already told you. It was a one-time thing." He shook his head and looked into her eyes.
"Name it. I'll do it."
She sighed and closed the book that she was reading. "If you want me, you'll have to do things for me." He nodded.
"Such as?"
"First, I'm going to take you to an ophthalmologist and then, if that doesn't work to a psychiatrist."
"Okay, I'll bite. Why?" She looked at him, as if, he should have already knew the answer.
"Hopefully, that will get you to stop wanting me."
He took her fingers and began to kiss them. "I've already tried Hell's way, I suppose, we'll try it the human way. I'll do them on one condition."
"What's that?"
"We fuck again." She sighed and shook her head. "A last time if your way works?"
She looked at him and got on top of him. "I've already fucked you once, I guess, a second time won't hurt." She took off her nightgown and they began to kiss.