Page 5 of Talk Dirty to Me


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Then stop walking, and flip it.

My steps crash into a halt, and in the corner of my eye, I see the other kids looking at me like I've lost my mind when I toss a coin in the air all of a sudden.

It lands on the ground, and my heart starts pounding so, so hard I can barely hear anything over it.

Tell the truth, Sheena. Don't lie. Don't risk lying.

Well, Sheena?

The world around me seems to spin as I hear myself choke out, "Heads."

My fingers tighten involuntarily around my iPhone, and I feel like I'm floating as I wait for the Devil to speak.

None of this still feels real, even though it was only days ago that I had my back against the wall, and I was so desperately terrified I found myself begging for the Devil's help.

Would you like to flip the coin again?

The words are completely unexpected, and they scare me even more for some reason. "I...uh..."

What's the right thing to do here, God?

Make up your mind, Sheena.

Do you or do you not want to toss the coin again?

"N-No." Because only an idiot would choose tails, which would involve sending him my nudes.Right?

Another full minute passes.

So be it.

It's the same robotic voice speaking to my ear, but why does it feel like I can practically hear the grimness underscoring the words?

You'll hear from me again.

The line goes dead, and my knees buckle immediately after.

God. Oh God. Help me.

I know I could be dead by now if I hadn't asked the Devil for help.

But what's the point of living if I'm to spend the rest of the days being the Devil's toy?








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