The devil and me.

I am nobody.

'I am nobody special, why on earth would you want my soul?', she said. 'You don't think much of yourself, do you', he said. She didn't answer just looked down at the floor.

'Down on your quota this time?', she said cheekily. 'I don't make this offer to just anyone', he smiles showing white perfect teeth. 'I'm meant to trust you? Your the devil', she said.

'I am the devil, it does not follow I should not be trusted. I am a business man after all. I would not be able to take your soul if I didn't deliver on my promise's',he said very matter of fact.

'You haven't let me know what you are offering', she said. 'I can offer you your hearts desire, the thing that you want most in the whole world. That he took away', he points his finger heaven ward.

'How could you possibly know about that? No one knew I buried my babies name within me. Accepted the late miscarriage as the ultimate proof that God had abandoned me'.

'It should of been God who came to me, not you. Sniffing around me like a vulture. I don't want to talk to you again', with that she turned away from him.