“Stanley,”

You say

“Why are you

Looking at me like that?”

“S-Stanley,”

You say

“Please put down the knife

No! Go away!”

I bring a finger

To my lips

And stab my knife

Into your chest

“Shhh,”

I say, watching you choke

On your own crimson fluid

“Shhh, it’ll all be alright.”

“Stan-Stan—,”

Your eyes roll back

“Please…

Stanley….”

**_Silence

_**I take the knife out

And wipe it clean with

My gloved

Hands

The life

Of Marcus Green

Is over,

As will be mine

There is only

The glaring silence

Around me,

Silence

I do not feel guilty

It is what

Had to happen

We did make a deal

He said

He would love me

Forever

And ever

He made

The mistake

And he had to pay

The price

That’s why they say

Not to make

Deals with

Devils

I stab my own chest

Wincing as a sharp pain

Overwhelms

My senses

This human was weak

It was only a vessel

Anyways

So why does it hurt so?

Oh, why do I see

Marcus’ soul

Staring at me

From above

Why do I see him

As a soul?

He should not

Have a soul

“Oh, so that’s why,”

I say, a frown on my face

“That’s why the pain,

Hurts this much.”

Marcus made another

Deal

Another deal

To just kill me

And he made one

With THEM themselves

Marcus is damming himself

For eternity, just to kill me

How…

How…funny….

How f—

**_Silence

_*****

Marcus stared at the lifeless form of the demon. Over the months, he had planned to take the demon with him to Death after the deal had been completed. Marcus didn’t want to go down without a fight.

Though he admitted that it was chilling to see Stanley grinning at him as THEY drained him of his existence.

_Now it’s your turn. We made a deal, and this one you can’t manipulate._

Marcus nodded to THEM, “I understand. Do what has to be done.”

**_Silence_**

THEY smiled. _Really, these creatures are quite fun to play with._

***

(Bleh, free write!! Thanks for reading and have a great day.)