Alright, Calla, you're a sexy, single, 18-year old baddie. You got this.
I took in a deep breath, pouring in the detergent, slamming the machine door closed and clicking the ON button.
Suck it laundry.
"Calla, what the f**k are you doing?"
I turned to find my friend Rachel grinning at me, her brown hair was pulled into two tight braids, her green eyes full of amusement.
"I'm doing laundry." I shrugged, walking out of the laundry room and into the kitchen.
Sinister left me 3 months ago, and it sucked. He bought me an apartment in Miami, gave me a s**t ton of money, and left me. He told me he'd never see me again, and it hurt.
I had allowed myself to fall in love with the devil himself, because I knew...the devil was once an angel. But if there was an angelic part left inside of him,
