Revelations at the Spa Part 10

Keya P.O.V

This is out of this world extraordinary! I feel perfect. Complete! But.. what he's asking is too much. I can't give him my soul. WTF! Somehow, I drag myself up and out of the pits of passion. Searching for my voice and the courage to tell him, "Nooo!"

'Yes, you did it Rukeya!' I hear Abijah cheer! Huh?

RRRRAH! Yah'El roars! Scaring the complete shit outta me! He looks me dead in my eyes fiercely. His hand is around my throat. Tight enough so I can still breathe but can't move. He snarls angrily. 'I will win you over one day, Abijah!' She retorts gleefully. 'Keep dreaming!' His eyes flash a dangerous bright green. As he pulls out of me roughly and storms away. I stand there panting, wobbly, confused, pissed, unnaturally empty after filling so full and extremely unsatisfied. "Hey, hey what the hell, EL!?" I stutter, desperately, and yell after him. "This shit ain't cool!" He continues walking away. The water falling on his broad shoulders. The smoke now bellowing nonstop out of him. "Do it yourself!" He shouts back, scoffing sardonically.

Gasp, what!? Motherfucker! I consider it for a moment. And right when I make up my mind. Abijah commands, 'No. That is not allowed,' I protest, pouting. "Oh, come on!" 'No! It's not permitted! You did well resisting him in his element. The Devil and his children are always whispering promises of grandeur in exchange for individuals' souls. But you've passed! And all by yourself. Way to go!' I felt better that I won. Even though I had no idea, I was even being tested. But I'm still extremely horny! 'Wake up, Rukeya. It's time for him to leave and the Spa to begin.' I wake up to the craziest scene ever!

The darkness is gone. But my family is confessing sins, making vows, and all manner of other weird things. I look behind me where Yah'El stands, giving me an irritated glare. He has the nerve to mean mug me, when he left me hanging!? I glare back at him, demanding, "Stop whatever the fuck you're doing to them right now!" He scoffs arrogantly, "I'm not doing anything to them." What? "What are you talking about?" I poke an accusing finger into his chest. "This has You written all over it!" He looks at my finger irritably and cocks his head.

"Naw, all I can do is influence or suggest shit. But because I Am a direct Spiritual Offspring of Lucifer. I do have much more power over others. Each person has their own demons or angels to deal with. Your Angel protects you from us. From Me." He sneers, pissed. I hear Abijah scoff. "That's why you were able to resist My Temptation. But a person without protection and a weak mind or spirit. Will fall by the wayside easily." I turn back to my family. They're still struggling or giving in. And feel such despair. EL hugs me from behind. "What are they seeing?" I wonder out loud.

"Same thing you saw. What you really want in life. And they are being asked the same question I asked you. Would you sell your soul in exchange for your heart's deepest desires?" I sigh, defeated. He sighs heavily behind me. Look, I can help. If you want me to?" Really? I look up at him. My lips quiver as I nod and sniffle. "Please?" He nods and commands loudly. "Leave it!" His voice reverberating through the air. Vibrating off the walls and furniture in the room. I hear these weird shrieking sounds and see these creepy looking black shadows depart from each of my family members. Disappearing into the walls and mirrors in the room.

Immediately, my family goes back to normal. Well, sort of normal. They look embarrassed while they collect themselves. We hear someone knock on the door, announcing. "It's time!" I straighten up my robe as I hear Papi behind me say. "You have fun, Mami. I'll see you later, okay?" I turn to hug him tight. "Oh, Papi. I've missed you!" He lifts me and kisses me calmly. "Sorry for all the craziness." He mumbles, embarrassed. I shake my head. "No, it's all good. Because now, they know. Now we gotta talk to my Dad's folks and yours." He sighs heavily. "Yeah, we do." He kisses me again. I embrace his neck. He moans in my mouth, his massive chest rumbles, and his body shivers.

He sucks slowly on my top lip. Hungrily staring into my eyes. 'I can't wait till tonight.' My eyes flutter and I blush in nervousness and anticipation. He releases my lip. I give him a small smile. "I'll see you later, Papi. Love you." He grins widely, "We love you too, Mami." He pecks my nose, puts me down. Tells us, "Y'all ladies enjoy your Spa." Waves and leaves. Man, I'm glad that's over with! It was great to actually see each of them in their actual bodies. I didn't know they all wanted to be seen. And in their true forms. But I guess it's a good thing.

The session finally begins and we get every-fucking-thing you can get at this Spa! Massages, exfoliates, nails, hair, makeup, waxes, you name it! Grammy exclaims sassily, while we are leaving the Spa. "Keya Gurl? If you Ever leave that man. I'm gonna snatch his sexy ass up for myself!" We all laugh at her crazy self, lol. Manny comes over, gets on one knee. Wraps his arms around me and begs, half amused but half serious.

"Mami, please don't ever let me go? I believe your Grammy will break me in more ways than one!" He nervously looks between me and her. Making us laugh even harder! Grammy has her flirty gaze on him, licking her top teeth again. And winks, then blows him a kiss! I just can't with her, hahahaha! He shivers for dramatic effect, his eyes wide with fright. "Don't worry, Papi. Y'all are all Mine!" I kiss him with every word as he stands, walking us to his packed Cadillac. I yell amusingly over to Grammy. "Sorry, Grammy. You're gonna have to go find your own wolf." She chuckles, purposefully switching her ass. While walking to the rental van. She is wild as fuck, lol! "Shit, I just might! Gurl, you ain't said nothing but a word, HA!"

In the car on our way to Grammys house. He asks, "Do you think she's serious about dating a Werewolf?" I laugh so hard at that. "Dude it's Grammy! Yes, I believe that since she's met you. She'll totally be on the hunt and open to dating a Supernatural now."

~ AUTHOR'S NOTE: Y'all, my Grammy passed back in 2010 and I am dedicating this book to all of the crazy memories we shared. She was a straight Gansta! And not afraid to let a bitch have a piece of her mind, lol. I love being able to capture the essence of her wisdom she shared with me, thru my book. Rest in Paradise. Ethel Jean Marshall, 1950 - 2010. Love you forever!! ~