The Devil’s Angel

n' Tiana had just downed her sixth glass of red wine at a fancy and overpriced restaurant. This was the third time that Mike was ghosting her, apologising fruitlessly and asking her on a date to mess

ed with hurt and a forming anger. 'so he was home?! While she looked like a fool? A very hungry fool for that matter.' she brought her hand down and searched for a key in her mini bag, she was sure Mike had given her a spare key to his room as well. She rummaged through her things to get the slippery bastard, when her fingertips touched a metallic surface, she smiled to herself and brought out the dagger-like key out of her mini bag and without checking if it was unlocked, she inserted the key into the hole and turned,The door gave way with a little push. With the door open, she could see the living room, inviting as always. She could see the $72 flat screen he had yapped about for more than two month, the living room was spotless. At this point, she didn't even know what to do, go in, not go in... She was at his entrance right now and even though she could hear the blaring music that sounded as though it came from his bedroom,there was almost no sign of him here, she stepped a bit into the apartment and relief washed through her face as her legs grabbed the plush rug for it's warmth. Something caught her eye while her legs hugged the rug, she squinted her eyes to get a better look at it. Her eyes grabbed the image that lay far away from her but she was sure it wasn't a tipsy spell, closing the door to get a better exposure, she could see something green from afar. she made towards it, walking so slowly, her eyes never leaving their prize. She got to the couch where the item lay shamelessly stuck in between the Crevice, as she looked closely at it, realization began to form on her face. 'is that what I think it is?' she was almost scared to touch it but she mustered courage to and as her finger grabbed hold of the fabric, it came undone. The horror of what she was holding stunned her to silence. *** Tiana hoped what she was holding in between her fingers were a result of alcohol and not what it was. She stood up gracefully, thanking herself earlier for getting rid of those shoes. Something was fishy and that music was still so loud. She couldn't stay out here in the living room, she wasn't going to do that, she was going to man up and face him straight up. She climbed the material out of her tips, landing it in the same place that she found it. The living room was joined to the kitchen through a door and so did the bedroom, just one more door and she was going to see the face of the man who stood her up . She opened the door that led to the kitchen and gasped. "Wh