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My blood shot eyes kept pouring out salty tears while my mascara ran down my cheeks. I can't believe he would actually think I'm that kind of person. I thought he actually liked me for me, but my feelings got the best of me.
I sat on the cold wooden floor while the water poured out of my eyes. I heard a knock on the door and I glared at the door.
I walked into my room and wiped the make-up off my face and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole and I seen one of my other good friend from high school, Azalea. I slowly opened the door and she literally pounced on me.
"OH GOD! IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU!"
"Uh, nice to see you to, Azalea." I mumbled.
"What's wrong with you? Your all grungy and sad. Don't tel-"
"No, Zalea."
"C'mon sweetie, you gotta work with me for me to be able to help you."
"It's this guy I met. He's really nice and gorgeous, if I say so myself. It's that I started to get attached to him and then He had got a phone call from this girl and I think she was trying to turn him on or something. She told him that she missed their hot sex and spooning like what is that ? I heard every single word that she said. I was angry and sad, so I stormed out of the house and left. Now I'm here with still some dried mascara on my face." I stated.
"Oh darling, he sounds like he's got himself in some apeshit. Don't stress it. He's not the only guy in the world. Just don't worry about him. What does he look like anyways?" She curiously asked.
"Uh, he's about 6.2 with nice curly dark brown hair and light brown highlights. He's a light skinned guy with hazel green eyes and pearly whi-"
"Let me stop you there because I know who you're talking about. That's Chance Taylor, troublemaker. People-"
"Is this valid information?" I questioned.
"Well-"
"Oh would you look at the time. I gotta go do a couple of things for my mom. I'll call you soon. Now good-bye. " I threw on a fake smile while walking her to the door.
She cocked an eyebrow before she left. I closed the door and exhaled very loudly.
I strolled into my room to change my clothes, knowing that I have to go to then mental institution (that's what they say) to go get my brother. It's been a while since we've talked and actually came in contact with each other.
You might not believe me but I have to work inside my home instead of in a office because I didn't buy a work office, but I do have a basement/guest room. My aunt, Kal and I made the room when I first moved in after my 17th birthday, so he'll probably stay there for his time being.
I pulled my black leather jacket over my shoulders and grabbed my keys. The sun still setting on the edge of the skyscrapers of New York, making the scene a bit mysterious.
I started to walk across the street to my car and saw something red on the window. I pulled my glasses onto to my face and screamed in fright. I started to walk slowly away from my car when I discovered it was someone's blood all over the windows.
I seen a body being slammed against the window, sliding it's hands down the window; it left me with a tad bit of sight to see what was happening. A demonic wild animal wiped the mirror and showed me it's giant fangs, covered in blood with meat hanging off the teeth. The thing burst out of my window and I began to run as fast as to a safe place for hiding.
I ran behind the bush and kneeled down while calming my breathing. I covered my mouth while tears started to form in my eyes. I felt a hand trail up and down my exposed leg area, but when I looked up and seen complete darkness, I felt crazy like I'm going mental. Someone then covered my mouth with their leather glove hand and another person slid there fingers into my skirt stopping right at the waistband of my lace panties.
"Get her in the car before we let him eat her. Get the animal the cage before the government finds it." The man deep and grungy voice spoke.
"We're going to have fun with you, tonight."
The man spoke, making his hot breath making me shiver with frighten.
He try to slip his hand down my shirt but I kicked him in the nuts and stabbed him in the arm with my heel. I begin to run without my shoes without stopping.
My feet connected with the hard ground while pebbles got stuck into my feet. I stopped for a quick second before to start to run again. I ran and ran like my life depended on it.
They wouldn't know I'm here, so I slid myself against the wall in a dark alley-way. My breathing slowed down before my adrenaline rate went from 3 to 95. The same man placed his hand over my mouth, making my eyes go wide with my had begin to spin.
"You can run as fast as you can but I'll will always find you." The man said while kissing up my neck, pulling my skirt down just a tad bit. I gulped loudly, scared to death, actually waiting for my death. Then I wonder one thing.
Will he find me or leave me out in the cold for dead?