The Devil

“I can get away with anything, with this smile.” She smirked. I shook my head and kept walking while staring straight ahead, not wanting to look at the guard who let us enter someone’s private property. I was more than sure that he would be looking positively star-struck  at her figure, disappearing into the night. You’d think I would’ve gotten used to those morons staring at her like she was some kind of wonder, but no matter how many times I see guys staring at her like that, it gives me a weird feeling. But who am I to say anything, I’m just her bodyguard.

“You look different today” she said nonchalantly “You used to keep them pushed back, right?”

“I didn’t have much time to get ready, after you woke me up at 2:00am.” I said for it to sound offensive, but it came out normal like I was stating a fact.

She went on skipping to the house in the distance, which was adorned with lights because of it being festive season. As far as I knew them, the Rays always made sure that their house was decorated to the fullest, whenever Christmas was round the corner. Not because they believed in Christmas spirit or anything, but just to prove that they were very wealthy and had a good taste in decorations.

I fastened my pace to match hers as she was nearly running by now. Too excited to vandalise her ex boyfriend’s property, I assumed.  Her black hair whipped wildly around her face in the cold night’s air. Her skirt rid up her thighs as she ran, but she put all her might in making her legs sprint as fast as they could, and for a 16 year old girl, she was quite fast.

Going around the house, she took out a key from her bag and opened the basement door with ease. I cocked my eyebrow and she responded with a grin “He gave me this key so I could sneak in sometimes at night. Poor Evan, he wouldn’t have thought I’d use this key someday for this purpose.” She tiptoed into the house with an evil grin on her face, looking the opposite of what the guard had seen a little while ago. It baffled me, her ability to fool everyone into thinking that she’s the most innocent being on the planet. I had seen her do unimaginably cruel things that would make even a cold hearted person cringe. And her parents? They think their daughter is the most docile girl who’s filled with kindness. It saddened me a little, I wonder what will happen if their mirage is shattered.

“Dave!” she whispered “What are you doing standing there? Follow me!”

I frowned but complied since I didn’t have an option.  Despite the house being very exquisite, the basement had the musty smell that all basements had.

“Hey, Dave!” she panicked “I think someone caught a sight of me while I was peeking through the door”

“Oh God” I said as my mind went in overdrive as the footsteps could be heard on the steps above.

“Who’s there?” a boy’s voice whispered “Allie, is that you?”  . The way he said her name made it sound like he still had a soft spot for her. I glanced at her for some sort of instruction; after all she was my employer. Technically her parents were, but I don’ think Mr.  And Mrs. Tressor would be pleased to find the situation we were in. I’m sure Mrs. Tressor would disdainfully say “Dave, that is so disgraceful.” and with that she’ll shake her head and go back to holding a teacup gingerly to her lips, barely tasting the tea. My thoughts were disturbed by the door creaking open and a chestnut brown head appear . “Oh my God, Allie!” he said, his mouth agape. And right before my eyes, I saw her face change from that cunning look to that of an innocent and scared child.

“I-I’m sorry Evan” she stuttered, looking down “I just missed you too much”

He smiled a little, a look of regret coming over his face “I’m so sorry Al, I never should’ve listened to my parents. They don’t know you like I do.” He moved closer to her and enveloped her in his arms. He rested his chin on her head and she rested her head on his shoulder. She looked restless and rolled her eyes as he kissedt he top of her head. I felt sick. Why would someone do that? How can someone, let alone a 16 year old girl, be so manipulative? She had told me the first day that she would ask her parents to fire me if I told anyone the truth about her. And I, being a single parent, knew that I won’t get a better pay anywhere else, so I let her do whatever she wanted to but never lost sight of her. The least I could do for my conscience was to do my job the best I could.

He pulled back from her and kissed her on the lips gingerly, just a peck. He really liked this devil of a girl. I felt sorry for this guy. The saddest part was that I couldn’t say a word to him without losing my well paying job. I wanted Drea to have the best in life, and I had to do everything to be able to do that.

“I missed you so much Evan” she said, tears swimming in her big brown eyes. He held her by her shoulders and said tearfully “Oh Al. I’ll tell them it’s my life and I’ll make the decisions. I won’t leave you ever again.”

Now that he had gotten involved with her, she won’t spare him probably ever. Even if he didn’t want to be with her, she’d do things to make him miserable, one way or another. She had pressed charges of sexual assault on her Spanish teacher after he refused to being lured by her. He was still serving his sentence.

Suddenly, all of it was too much for me. Maybe it was because I was seeing a clueless innocent guy being lured into what I would call a death trap. I know I wanted Drea to have the best of everything, but I realised that the money I was earning didn’t do justice to my conscience which is something I’d never want my daughter to do. So I took out my phone and said to her “I need to make a call at home, making sure Drea is sleeping soundly with her aunt Anna” . She looked suspicious so I added “Plus, I’m sure you guys need some alone time. I’ll be at a safe distance.” Before she could say anything, he said “Thanks, we do need some time alone.”

I exhaled gratefully and exited via the door we had entered. My hand trembled as I dialled Evan’s parents’ number. It was my duty to have all contact details of people related to Alison in any way. Atleast it helped in some way, I thought. Since the house was big, and from the few times I had been here, I knew his parents’ room was far from the side of the house Alison and Evan were in. It began to ring and I held the phone nervously to my ear, “Hello? Mr. Ray?”

“Yes, who’s this?” a gravelly voice answered

“Sir, I am really sorry for calling at this hour but it’s something very important.”

“What are you talking about?” he sounded awake now “And who are you?”

“I’m Dave, sir. Alison’s bodyguard. I wanted to inform you that your son is still in contact with her and I don’t think it’s good for him. You should make sure he stays away from her. It’s for his own good. You should send him somewhere for some time. Maybe a year or two. Sir, I just want him to be safe and that is the sole reason I’m saying all this.”

“Well” he said as if unsure what to say “I-“

“And” I cut him off “Just go to the dining room and call out to Evan”


“Sir, please.”I pleaded “I want the best for him, believe me.”


“I have to go now. Bye.” I hung up and stared at my phone feeling a satisfaction settling over me. I had done the right thing and I was happy about it. I smiled to myself.

“Dave!” she came running, panic stricken “We need to get out of here. Now.”

I nodded and we both started to run towards the back gate, from where we had entered. She gave a flying kiss to the guard as we ran past him. I looked at him, it seemed like his biggest wish had been granted.

As I saw the silver spreading in the sky,  I smiled thinking how this dawn brought a phase of my and Drea’s life. The sun would be out soon and that’s when I’ll submit my resignation and begin a new life.





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