The Exchange

Accident

Why me. I don't understand what I did to deserve this. Why me?

Figures it'd be just my luck that right after I got out of a fight with my dad, I get in a wreck and total my car. None of this would be happening if I had just gone to live with my mom like everyone always told me to. How the f**k are we going to pay for this? My dad is working two jobs and even then has barely enough money to pay the bills, and now my dumbass got into a f*****g car accident. 

I got out of the car pulling at my hair. How the f**k did this even happen? Was this my fault? 

"Dammit, I'm so f*****g sorry," I said, looking at the situation, it was my fault, I rear-ended him. The front of my car is totaled. f**k.

"I'm really f*****g sorry, oh my god." 

"Hey, hey, don't worry about it, I can handle it." He said, looking down at me with a smile on his face.

How the hell am I going to pay for this tho? That's what I'm worried about, I have no job, and I could never ask my dad to pay for this.

"Hey," He started, "What do you say we make a deal." He said, looking at me with a smirk plastered on his face.

"What kind of deal?" I asked him, raising my eyebrow.

"You go to my school, don't you?" 

"Um, yeah, I do," I asked curiously, "Why?" 

"It's... Daisy, right?" He continued asking questions.

"Yeah, that's my name," I muttered, still confused as ever.

He leaned down, his mouth meeting my ear. "Do you know my name?" He whispered.

"Um, no, I know you're an upperclassman, but I don't know your name," I whispered back shakily.

"Hmmm well, that's a shame, isn't it." He sighed, running his tongue up my neck before whispering, "It's Lucifer." and standing up.

"So, what do you say we make a deal?" He said, looking at the disaster in front of us, "You agree to be mine for a couple of months, and I'll pay for all the damages, and if you're good, I'll even buy you a new car." He finished looking down at me once more, "So? What do you say?"

"I-I don't-" I start before he cuts me off.

"I mean, we both know you can't afford to pay for this, and it sure would be a shame if I took this to court. The damages are pretty intense." He tries to reason with me.

"How do you know I can't afford to pay for it?" I muttered at him crossing my arms over my chest, and suddenly he was in front of me with a stern look on his face.

"Oh, so you can pay for it then? Alright, I'll go, and you can sort this out on your own." He said and turned around, walking away from me.

What was I thinking? I can't pay for this on my own. I don't even have a job, what made me think I could pay for a new car.

"W-Wait," I said, running up to him and grabbing his arm, "you're right, I-I can't pay for it," I muttered to him, looking away from him.

"So, what does that mean? Do you agree? Or are you just stating the obvious?" He said, smirking as he grabbed my chin, making me look at him, "so what's your answer?"

"I-I'll do it, but I have a life, and I can't be there at every beck and call," I muttered, pointing my finger in his face before crossing my arms and looking away from him again.

I looked at him, and he was grinning, "Alright, so we have a deal then, let's shake on it, yeah?" He said, putting his hand out.

"I-I guess." I sighed and put my hand in his.