Click click click, the steps of heels echoed through the alley. She was walking home from work late at night, for her shift had ended at 12 am.
Click - tap - click - tap - click - tap, another pair of footsteps began to follow her. She looks back to see someone in a ripped black hoodie and some baggy jeans following her. She can't make out the face. they were at least 6' 2" and had a masculine build. She begins to walk faster, but the footsteps sped up with hers. She begins to jog now, looking back only too see them gaining on her.
Letting out a cry of fear, she breaks out in a sprint. The alley seems to never end as she runs for her life. They grab her from behind, putting a cloth over her face. Muffled screams escape the cloth, but no one can hear them.
She sits up panting, sweat dripping down her forehead. She gets up from her bed and walks to her kitchen. She has blond hair with natural highlight and silvery blue eyes. Her cheekbones are high, and her lips are full. She's 5' 7" and her bare feet smack against the tile floor in her kitchen. Sighing, she grabs a glass from the cubbord and fills it with water from the tap.
'Same dream from last night, and the night before that, and the night before that' she thinks as she drinks her water. 'Come on -' she sets the glass down angrily and groans mentally '-I just want to have a good night's sleep'
She checks the time and groans. '4:39 am'
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Painkiller
RomanceA quiet girl lived in a quiet town. They'd expect someone like her to have a quiet life, but that's far from the truth.
