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You need to quiet down before your mom or Rori come in.” If the devil took her voice away, she’d lose her sanity.
    The noise stopped, but I could still hear her breathing. It was way louder and faster than usual, and her eyes were practically shooting out of their sockets. Gabi quickly backed up until she was plastered against her door. I reached out to put my hand on her arm, but her whole body convulsed, and she turned away. My best friend wanted nothing to do with me. I was Beelzebub’s child. If I could have run away from myself, I’d have done it, too.
    After what seemed like a year and a half, she slowly turned back to me. “How . . . how . . . did he do that?”
    “He’s the devil,” I said quietly. At least this time, I knew she’d believe me.
    “Please,” he interjected. “I asked you to call me Lou. The devil sounds so negative. And I’m really not such a bad guy.”
    I had plenty to say to that, but I bit my tongue. Gabi was already spooked enough.
    “Pleasure to meet you,” Lou said, putting his hand out to Gabi. I pushed it away.
    Gabi didn’t budge. Instead, she stood there gawking at Lou. Overall, I thought she was handling it pretty well. Considering I passed out when I first met him. “He looks like you,” she whispered.
    “You mean Angel looks like me,” Lou said.
    “Whatever,” I responded. “What are you doing here, anyway? You promised you’d give me my space.”
    He winked at me. “If I did that, then how would I give you your birthday gift?”
    And then he snapped his fingers and before I could respond, Gabi and I were standing front row center at the Mara’s Daughters concert.

chapter 11
    Gabi reached out and grasped my arm. I did the same right back to her. Then we looked at each other and screamed our heads off. And not in some scary I-just-saw-the-devil way. These were screams saved for moments you only dream about. Like winning a shopping spree at Bloomingdale’s or kissing Cole. We weren’t the only ones going nuts. Everyone around us was on their feet and cheering. The band was just taking the stage—or in this case, the football field.
    Beleth, the youngest sister, ran over to the drums. Her superlong, wild, black curly hair flew around like crazy in the wind. But it didn’t faze her. She just sat down and rocked out on the drums for a quick solo. Her silver bangles moved up and down with every move.
    Right when she finished, her sisters, Vinea and Vale—they are twins—started up on the guitars. They both had black hair cut in a Pixie style with spiky bangs—only Vinea had a streak of blue dyed into her hair, while Vale’s bangs were dyed blood red. Other than that, they were identical. They even dressed alike. Today they had on matching black mini-tank dresses with combat boots. When they started to play, it was almost like they were competing to see who could come up with the most unique sound.
    “Welcome to Mara’s Daughters,” Vale shouted into the microphone. She was also the band’s lead singer. “This show will change your life.”
    Thousands of screams ripped through the crowd. They got even louder when the band started playing their first song. The beat was mesmerizing and Vale had the most velvety voice. Before I knew it, I was dancing along with everyone else in the audience.
    When the band finished their third number, Gabi looked over at me and said, “I changed my mind. I love your dad. The devil is awesome. This is awesome.”
    I had totally forgotten that we got there by the Evil Express. What if Lou wanted something in return? I didn’t want to deal with him on any level, even if it did get me really cool things, like front-row seats to Mara’s Daughters . I knew what I had to do, even though I really didn’t want to. “I have to go.”
    Gabi said something, but the music was so loud, I couldn’t hear what it was. That was probably for the best, since I didn’t want her to change my mind. As I started to exit, a hand reached out