The Human And The Satan

30 (b)

He did this intentionally. Drying my hair and then brushing it. So that we could be late. So that Basilia could rebuke me for my tardiness. Satan was smart because he didn't inform Basilia beforehand but waited until the creatures were in the courtroom. And then he revealed that we were soulmates. Or at least, that's what Satan told me. And then he asked me to sit beside him so easily. So that it would become harder for me to leave hell. Then I would have responsibilities I can't run from.

Satan was smart. I must give it to him.

Washing my face, I went back to the courtroom. Everyone was dead silent. But when was the courtroom ever a chit-chat place except when souls came to get their fate. My eyes fell on Satan, he was glaring at me. Oh, he heard my thoughts. He heard me cussing him. I didn't like the fact that I was an open book for him and I knew nothing about him in return. It was scary in ways I can't explain.

I was vulnerable to his sight. A woman whose thoughts were also unprotected and unguarded. No matter how much I try to save my privacy, I end up trading it to Satan. At what cost? Nothing! No penny! I got zero benefit from this. Maybe a family to call mine. But I wasn't very sure. Nor did I wish to raise any expectations. What if he is just playing with me?

"Soul name 6785479955 report in the courtroom." Basilia's bold voice rang in the courtroom and soon a horse's soul came running inside. And I removed the journal to make reports on.

Here comes my day. Filled with lots of work and curious glances. While some hardly looked shocked, some looked like they would pass out any time now. And when some were not happy with the fact that Satan was his soulmate. A human on the top of that. I shook my head and started to make reports.

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"You know, I don't appreciate you cussing me, Leah." Satan said when the court was dismissed. I looked up from my journal and a small smile formed on my face as I stuffed my books inside my bag and stood up from my seat.

"I don't remember speaking cuss words to you, Satan. I am sure no-one else heard, either." I said smartly, and he scoffed, shaking his head at me. He took a few steps forward and this time I stood my ground. The courtroom was empty. Except for us.

"You cussed me in your head. And as long as I can hear your thoughts, it is disrespectful to cuss me in your head as well. Trust me, you won't like the consequences of it. Not even a bit." He said, and I smiled even more. Oh, oh, Satan.

"And it's even disrespectful to hear someone's thoughts. Especially someone who is not even your gender, Sir. And last time I checked, thinking was not levied. So I can think about whatever I wish, unless it's a sin. And cussing you is no sin, Satan." I reminded him and he took a step back, pinking the bridge of his nose.

"What's levied and what's not levied in my realm is set by me, Leah. Not you. At least not until you don't accept to be the queen of this realm. Which you already are. Accept your title and I won't question your thoughts or what you think about me. Because then we'll be in the same position. But now, you're just a probationer, to pay for your curiosity. You can't cuss me or disrespect me in any way." He said, and I looked at him incredulously.

"You really think I'd want to accept this position of queen just to cuss you out fearlessly? Don't you think that the price is a bit too much just to cuss you out? So every creature who wants to cuss you needs to be your soulmate. That's bullshit!" I cried out and he shrugged his shoulders, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Oh my pretty woman!

"Anyone who is not you and is disrespecting me won't have a choice about being my soulmate, Leah. No-one can be you. Or in your place, for that matter. So stop thinking ridiculous things." He said, and I pursed my lips together, looking away from him.

"Now, why don't you take a bath and do your business and then come upstairs for dinner? I am sure Ajax must have started preparing the dinner. The body wash might have finished in the bottle. So just grab the new bowl kept under the table." Satan said and I bit my lips, nodding my head.

And just when he was about to leave the courtroom, I decided to stop him. My eyes focused forward. I was not really happy. But then again, I am never happy with his decisions. I know, it was my fault that I was stuck here, in hell. But then forcing me to take my charge as the queen of hell didn't feel right. Not when I was barely happy and content with his decision.

"And it was not cool to announce me as their queen when I am not even sure myself." I finally confessed it out loud.