Page 83 of I Accidentally Summoned a Demon Boyfriend

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“I’m trying to be. Keri, in order to stay alive, I pretty much had to marry him,” I admitted.

“Marry?” She coughed. “Hold the fucking phone. You married the demon?”

“Yes.” I laughed at her expression. “I mean, it’s not like a marriage here on Earth. It’s deeper and far more complex. My soul is now forever tied to Metice.”

“This from my friend who said she would rather gouge her eyes out than do legal paperwork to get a man out of her life?” Keri clapped her hands and laughed. “I can just imagine your face when you found out!”

“Exactly.” I sighed. “And he wants us to stay together. I mean, so do I, but I can’t get the image of me as a stoic housewife out of my head.”

“Well, at least there’s no paperwork, right?” She scratched her chin with freshly manicured nails as she thought through the logistics of my relationship. “To end it, one of you just has to die. Okay, maybe that’s a bit morbid.”

“But no paperwork.” I laughed and then sobered up. “This isn’t over yet.”

“It isn’t? What do you mean?”

“No. I have a feeling things aren’t settled in hell. Eventually, we’ll have to face that,” I explained. “If we ever want to live without worrying about his enemies coming to hunt us down, we need to deal with it. There’s something else: I think this is all because of Olian.”

“We?” Keri pointed at me. “You said ‘we’!”

“Metice and I.” I inhaled slowly as I waited for my friend’s freak out.

“Oh my God, Rayna, you’re a ‘we’ girl, now!” She laughed. “I know, demons hunting you down, crazy ex-girlfriend, but you said ‘we’! I never thought I’d see the day!”

“Shut up.” I slapped her shoulder.

“No, nope. I got to tell the girls about this.” Keri pulled out her phone and opened the group chat.

“Tell them what, exactly? You’re going to tell them I’m spiritually married to a demon?” I pointed to the phone. “Go ahead, tell them. We’ll see who gets sent to therapy this time.”

“No. I’ll say you flew off to Morocco and met a yummy man and that you’re never coming back!” She laughed. “Those bitches will be so jealous. Hey, you think you can get a pic with him?”

“You need help,” I laughed at her.

“No, what I need are pics!” She cackled. “Those jealous bitches will drown in their envy!”

“Sometimes, I really wonder if you like the rest of our friend group.”

“Of course I do!” She waggled her brows. “I just know how they are, and I love to rub shit in their faces. It brings me joy.”

“Right. Well, I don’t think he’s the picture type.” My laughter stopped as the quick shot of pain stretched from the back of my head. My vision blurred, and I doubled over. “Shit!”

“What’s wrong?” Keri put her hand on my back. “Are you okay? Rayna, what’s going on?”

“I think it’s Metice. He’s in trouble.” I straightened, but my head throbbed.

“You can feel him?” She asked. “Seriously?”

“I told you, this marriage is something else.” I groaned. “Yes, I can feel him, and I think he’s in trouble.”

“Okay, what do you need to do?” She reached for the box that held her little friend.

“Put the gun away, girl.” I slapped her hand. “Besides, you can’t help me. I’m going back to hell.”

21

I know Kungfu

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