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Joseph watched as the man stared levelly at him. The man then, without warning, started to walk towards Joseph.
“Joseph…” Whispered Amy.
The man kept walking.
“Joseph.”
Joseph couldn’t move, the man was halfway to them.
“Joseph! Fucking move!” Amy grabbed Joseph, pushing him behind her and turning to run. The alien, though, was already right next to them. He pulled Amy away, sending her crashing into the wall. Joseph stared in shock, now on the floor, his mind refusing to process what just happened. But then the man turned towards Joseph, causing the adrenaline to kick in.
The man made a move for Joseph, but missed as Joseph began to frantically scoot backwards, away from the murderer in front of him.
The golden eyes never left Joseph’s face, though.
Shitshitshitshit. Joseph backed up, hitting a wall. Before he could move away, the man was in front of him.
The man reached down and grabbed the front of Joseph's dress shirt, hauling him up to his feet. Then, he shoved Joseph into the wall, making Joseph gasp as the air was pushed out of his lungs.
Joseph closed his eyes, willing this all to be a bad dream. Now he was going to die because some crazy alien had gotten lose and decided to go on a murder rampage.
The man picked Joseph up off his feet, holding him against the wall with one hand still holding his shirt while the other rested on his hip. Joseph's eyes popped open as he gasped for breath and struggled against the insanely strong man in front of him.
"P-please... Please p-put me d-down." Joseph managed to gasp out. The man was cutting off his air supply and it was making Joseph dizzy. The alien brought his face closer to the linguist's, making Joseph near burst into tears. His eyes were closed as the taller man towered over him.
Suddenly, Joseph felt a pain in his neck, making him cry out. It was the man.
"H-holy shit you b-bit me!" Joseph tried to struggle but the man pushed him further into the wall, ignoring Joseph's pleas. He continued to patiently work on Joseph's neck.
Then, just like that, the pressure on his hips and neck that was holding him up left. Joseph crumpled to the ground, gasping for breath. Through the blurring tears in his eyes, Joseph could see the man looking at him.
It was that same, calm look, reflecting no hint of what had just happened.
Joseph, having caught his breath finally, scooted back further into the wall, not willing to make eye contact with the now smirking man.
"G-go the f-fuck away..." Joseph mumbled.
The man cocked his head to the side, then bent down in front of Joseph. He roughly grabbed Joseph's chin, turning his head up to an awkward angle so as to make him look into the man's golden eyes.
His face was extremely close.
"Now why ever would I want to do that?" The man said, with a full blown grin.
Joseph was too shocked to do anything but stare. Then, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, making him cry out.
Then, he felt nothing at all.
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Joseph woke up in his room. Amy was seated on the dresser. She looked over at Joseph, worried.
"Oh thank god you're alive! I was so worried when you didn't wake up after they apprehended that monster!"
Joseph had a headache, and his throat was dry. "What... what happened...?" His eyes popped open and he sat up in bed. "Amy!"
"What?"
"He spoke. He sp-spoke to me! He can speak English!"
"Er, Joseph, I think you're imagining things. It is an alien. It can't speak English. It probably doesn't even know the difference between English and Chinese."
"No! Amy! I swear that he spoke to me!"
Amy didn't look convinced. "Well then, what did the English speaking man from outer space say to you?"
Joseph felt his face get hot. "Don't patronize me." His blush deepened, "I know what I heard... he said 'now why ever would I want to do that'." Joseph looked at her, and knew she didn't believe him. He sighed, giving up on trying to convince her. Then his neck began to throb.
I must've hit it on the wall...
No wait! He fucking bit me!
Joseph gasped and jumped up, running to the bathroom. In front of the mirror, Joseph pulled his long black hair aside to reveal a large hickey and some bite marks.
"Holy shit." Amy was behind Joseph. "What the hell is that? Is that a hickey?"
"I... I think so..." Joseph was numb. What. The. Fuck.
Amy came closer to Joseph then moved his hair at the back of his neck. "Joseph... This isn't isn’t a hickey…”
“No of course it is! He was attacking my neck for minutes!” Joseph said, still staring at the bright red love bite on the side of his neck.
“No Joseph, I mean the one on the back of your neck…”
Joseph froze.
The back?
Then he remembered it… the extreme pain right before he blacked out.
“Shit, Amy. Then what is it?” Part of Joseph really didn’t want to know.
“It looks like… a tattoo or scar or something…” Amy’s fingers ran over the back of Joseph’s neck ever so lightly, making him shiver as he digested the new information.
“A what?” Joseph said, too calmly.
“A… er… tattoo.”
“So you mean that he fucking tattooed me?!” Joseph rubbed his face. “Are you fucking serious? He really tattooed me?!”
“Or it might be a scar. I’m not sure.”
“Fuck.”
Amy opened a drawer and took out a hand held mirror. Sure enough, Joseph had a dark blackish symbol on the very back of his neck. It wasn’t unlike the type that covered the alien’s body, except it was very noticeable on Joseph’s pale, white skin.
“Oh shit. What am I suppose to do now? I mean why the hell did that alien thing put a symbol on me?! I mean I’m not even working with him anymore and holy crap oh my god… what do I do?!” Joseph was talking fast and seemed to be on the verge of tears. He was starting to get an anxiety attack and Amy could see it.
“Joseph.” Amy pulled him away from the mirror, so that he instead faced her. “Joseph, calm down.”
Joseph was shaking.
Amy pulled him into a hug. “Calm down. Don’t do this. It’s just a mark. We can get it checked out.”
Joseph stiffened. “What if they do something to me because the alien… marked… me…?”
Amy sighed. “You know that I would never let that happen.”
Joseph began to calm down. He felt tired. Now that the adrenaline and everything was over, Joseph felt extremely tired. “Okay…” He mumbled into Amy’s shoulder.
“I think you just need some sleep. Don’t you?”
“Yeah…” Joseph yawned. “I’m starting to get a bit tired…”
Amy helped Joseph over to the bed, where he immediately fell asleep.
Amy watched him, making sure that he was truly asleep.
Then, she silently left the room.
In the hallway, she pulled out her phone. In a stern voice Amy said, “Johnson. I need a cleanup team down here, fast. I’ve got a worker with some form of extraterrestrial contamination. Send the team now… No I don’t fucking care what you’re in the middle of… just get down here before he takes off!... Alright… Good.” Amy hung up, a grim look on her face. She started walking away, not wanting to be there when the whole situation blew up.
Looking around, she felt a pang of guilt. But, even if they were friends, Amy couldn't let such things as friendships ruin the Company.
Nothing would ruin the Company.
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So I was debating as to whether or not to have a cliffhanger, and I finally was like ah heck I'll do another one XD SORRY PLEASE DON'T BE MAD!!
Anyway, MAN I have been writing this book so FAST. I seriously thought it would take me like months to get this far :P Anyway, I know, Amy is a bitch XD every good story has one, though! *total lie* Yeah so er if there are any errors then please don't hesitate to call me out on 'em, because I hate grammatical boo-boos on writing -_- Yeah and I'm open for plot suggestions ;D and any advice, cause I'm still new to the whole story-thingy.
Er and sorry for how short this chapter is, I just felt like the whole story just naturally flowed with a stop here :/
THANKS FOR READING GETTING COMMENTS AND VOTES REALLY MOTIVATE ME OH MY GOD. O_O *showers of cookies fall from sky*