Except if I belonged to the other side.
"You have to be," Devin said excitedly.
"I don't believe you." The demons were looking for some girl who was also an angel. Maybe I was... No. What was wrong with me? How could I even for a second consider that? Me being an angel? Yeah, not likely. Demon was more plausible, but I didn't consider myself evil. Nah, I was just a human with a bad reaction to demons.
"Then what are you?" Devin's face was serious, his body suddenly rigid and ready for a fight.
"Human." As far as I knew.
"No, you're not," he said confidently. "I know you're not."
"Look, I was just a normal girl until you showed up." I crossed my arms in front of me. "And it doesn't really matter whether I'm human, demon or a damn vampire. All I want to know is who you are and what do you want."
"What's a vampire?" he asked, confused. Oh, so there were angels and demons, but no vampires? No mysterious, super hot bloodsuckers who would love you forever? Now that was totally unfair.
"Never mind." I sighed. "How old are you anyway?"
"I'm 17."
"Umm, is it like 17 forever or something?"
"No." He frowned. "I don't think that's possible."
But forever 25 or 30 probably was, unless they continued counting their years no matter what. However, I was dealing with an inexperienced demon, and that was good for me. The only problem was that I knew nothing about demons. I highly doubted my Religion classes would be of any help.
"What is Hell like?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. Damn my curiosity.
"You've never been there?" He eyed me suspiciously. Yeah, I went to Hell every summer for holidays.
"Of course not." I scowled. "I'm not a demon, no matter what you think."
"Maybe you're a half-demon." He shrugged. "But you're not human."
"And what do we do now?" I said, not convinced. No matter what he said, there was no way I was going to believe him. I believed my parents more than some demon. Unless my grandmother had meant literally when she'd said I was acting like a little demon when I was a child.
"Admit you're a demon," Devin said darkly. "Or I'll have to kill you."
"What do you get from me admitting that?" I stared at him incredulously.
"I'll know I didn't make a mistake when I risked my life to hide the truth about you."
I opened my mouth, then closed it. What do you say to something like that? And what did he mean by risking his life? Wasn't he, like, immortal?
"I guess I'll have to ask my parents," I finally said, trying to buy some time before I decided what to do.
"If you really know nothing, then they probably won't be able to tell you," Devin said. "The demons who want to hide their children in the human world can easily do so by replacing the real children. The parents will never know because the demons carefully choose those of similar features. Even a blood test won't show anything suspicious because there's a spell for it."
"What happens to the real children?" I was in shock, wondering how many demons were hiding in our world. It was a creepy thought. And I might be one of them. Oh God. Wait, could I even think about God? Wouldn't I burst into flames or something?
He didn't answer me, which was probably a sign I didn't want to know the truth.
"What do you want from me?" I asked for who knows what time.
"Your help," he said, and I gaped at him like a fish. A demon needed my help? Ah, awesome. What could I actually do that he couldn't?
"How could I help you?" I searched his face for any indication that he wasn't telling me the truth, but I wasn't a lying detector.
"You know this world, and I don't have to hide who I am in front of you. You can show me things,..." His face darkened a bit. "But if you tell anyone about me, I'm going to tell the other demons about you, and then you'll see what Hell looks like."
I shuddered because there was something in his cerulean eyes that told me he was serious and that I wouldn't like Hell at all, even if I was actually a demon.
"All right," I found myself
"You have to be," Devin said excitedly.
"I don't believe you." The demons were looking for some girl who was also an angel. Maybe I was... No. What was wrong with me? How could I even for a second consider that? Me being an angel? Yeah, not likely. Demon was more plausible, but I didn't consider myself evil. Nah, I was just a human with a bad reaction to demons.
"Then what are you?" Devin's face was serious, his body suddenly rigid and ready for a fight.
"Human." As far as I knew.
"No, you're not," he said confidently. "I know you're not."
"Look, I was just a normal girl until you showed up." I crossed my arms in front of me. "And it doesn't really matter whether I'm human, demon or a damn vampire. All I want to know is who you are and what do you want."
"What's a vampire?" he asked, confused. Oh, so there were angels and demons, but no vampires? No mysterious, super hot bloodsuckers who would love you forever? Now that was totally unfair.
"Never mind." I sighed. "How old are you anyway?"
"I'm 17."
"Umm, is it like 17 forever or something?"
"No." He frowned. "I don't think that's possible."
But forever 25 or 30 probably was, unless they continued counting their years no matter what. However, I was dealing with an inexperienced demon, and that was good for me. The only problem was that I knew nothing about demons. I highly doubted my Religion classes would be of any help.
"What is Hell like?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. Damn my curiosity.
"You've never been there?" He eyed me suspiciously. Yeah, I went to Hell every summer for holidays.
"Of course not." I scowled. "I'm not a demon, no matter what you think."
"Maybe you're a half-demon." He shrugged. "But you're not human."
"And what do we do now?" I said, not convinced. No matter what he said, there was no way I was going to believe him. I believed my parents more than some demon. Unless my grandmother had meant literally when she'd said I was acting like a little demon when I was a child.
"Admit you're a demon," Devin said darkly. "Or I'll have to kill you."
"What do you get from me admitting that?" I stared at him incredulously.
"I'll know I didn't make a mistake when I risked my life to hide the truth about you."
I opened my mouth, then closed it. What do you say to something like that? And what did he mean by risking his life? Wasn't he, like, immortal?
"I guess I'll have to ask my parents," I finally said, trying to buy some time before I decided what to do.
"If you really know nothing, then they probably won't be able to tell you," Devin said. "The demons who want to hide their children in the human world can easily do so by replacing the real children. The parents will never know because the demons carefully choose those of similar features. Even a blood test won't show anything suspicious because there's a spell for it."
"What happens to the real children?" I was in shock, wondering how many demons were hiding in our world. It was a creepy thought. And I might be one of them. Oh God. Wait, could I even think about God? Wouldn't I burst into flames or something?
He didn't answer me, which was probably a sign I didn't want to know the truth.
"What do you want from me?" I asked for who knows what time.
"Your help," he said, and I gaped at him like a fish. A demon needed my help? Ah, awesome. What could I actually do that he couldn't?
"How could I help you?" I searched his face for any indication that he wasn't telling me the truth, but I wasn't a lying detector.
"You know this world, and I don't have to hide who I am in front of you. You can show me things,..." His face darkened a bit. "But if you tell anyone about me, I'm going to tell the other demons about you, and then you'll see what Hell looks like."
I shuddered because there was something in his cerulean eyes that told me he was serious and that I wouldn't like Hell at all, even if I was actually a demon.
"All right," I found myself
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