Chapter 26: Deathly Running

Chapter 26 - Deathly Running

I awoke to the sound of some kind of loud noise that sounded like chopping. The sound echoed through the living room quite annoyingly. I was not a morning person and to be awoken by a chopping sound was pretty frustrating to say the least.

I angrily shoved the blanket off my body and threw my pillow angrily at the coffee table in front of me, groaning.

Chop

CHOP

Chop

CHOP

I pulled at my red hair with uttermost annoyance, frustration and revenge. This was the most crappiest way to wake up and I was not enjoying it at all. Whoever was the culprit for making that chop sound was going to seriously pay for waking me up, on a frikken Sunday, might I add!

Getting up in a weird backwards way, I straightened with a huff and angrily stomped my way to the front door of the house I live in. And I thought that I would be able to live in such a peaceful part of the farm. Hah! The jokes on me I guess. But now I was pissed. Not only was that irritating chop sound still proceeding, a swarm of bees was just in front of the door, circling the rotted flowers while buzzing like crazy, annoying me more, and making me want to go psycho at this point.

"Urgh!" I moaned, rolling my eyes and gritting my teeth together. Yep, today was not my day.

Not caring anymore, I stormed right through the bees, breaking them up, but who gives a shit at this moment? I certainly did not! I was to furious to care.

"Buzzzzzz"

"You better get the fuck away from me, bee! Or else you can say goodbye to your family!" I snarled at the pathetic bee that buzzed right by my face. It stopped its buzzing instantly and slowly buzzed off to its family, like it actually obeyed every threat I through at it, which was strange.

I stormed down the steps of the porch, turning to walk in the direction that that chop sound was coming from. Some days it’s great to have good hearing, but not today. Not when the chopping was getting louder at each step I took towards it.

I never had really walked around the warehouse before, I didn't really care anyways, but it looked just as bad as how the front looks so I guess there's hardly any point in improvement here.

CHOP!

CHOP!

CHOP CHOP!!

The sound was right around the corner from me, and boy was I going to rip or destroy the culprit right now, even if it’s just a bunny that is making that bothersome noise!

I rounded the corner with my shoulders up high, my lips pulled into a tight line, my eyes narrow as slits, my nose flaring with rage, my hands balled, my toes curled inwards as I stomp extra hard in a dramatic attempt to intimidate the predator now before me. And as it turns out, I was so not expecting to find that the culprit to be the one to wake me up by making such a loud noise was the one person I was not looking forward in seeing today.

I looked upon him, uncurling my balled fists, dropping my shoulders, and face going soft just by the sight before my eyes.

A gasp escaped my lips, making them part and stare with uttermost amazement, not believing the sight before my very own eyes as I felt like I was in sweet heaven at this moment. Unbelievable would not be the right word to describe his body. No, no. His body was the most beautiful body the world's top guy model would die for! His body would be making Gazillions if sold on eBay. His body would turn lesbians straight. His body would make the world kneel down and worship him within a heartbeat.

His body was gorgeous!

His body shined in the sun.

His body was like a goddess.

His body made goose bumps arise.

His body was marvelously handsome!

His body made me feel differently.

His body was sexual.

His body was sweaty.

Groan.

My feet had a mind of its own, un-freezing and walking straight towards the gorgeous body in a daze. Was this a dream? Had I not woken up and is still fast asleep? Am I in heaven? I had to question myself, not believing the gorgeous goddess now right before me.

My arm automatically rose up without authority, snaking its way to get a single innocent touch on his bronzed muscular arm that had a sprinkle of sweat. My intentions on having a good feel on his arm was clear, because who wouldn't want to touch a goddess's arm while in a dream?

"What the hell you doing?!"

I immediately snapped out of my daze, blinking my eyes to the bright morning light that shined brightly into my eyes. My vision cleared and I was now still staring at Chad but what was weird was that I was still way behind him, like when I first turned the corner of the warehouse, just standing in the same spot like a retard. It was like I had just envisioned myself going up behind Chad and touching his arm while he chopped wood with an axe.

He was giving me a look, from the short distance that you give people when you think that persons an old-man pervert. Okay, maybe I was being a little creepy and weird, but I was not a pervert! God, his just over exaggerating here. All I was really doing was just staring at him cutting wood with a mother-fucking huge axe, and picturing myself touching him up-close, that's all!! Nothing THAT creepy.

Not only had he given me a very rude look that I took offence too, he was now frowning at me like I did something so terribly wrong, which made me return the frown to him. He was so judgmental! I thought.

"You know, I can read your mind," He said, pointing out the obvious, though I kinda forgot that he could.

"Well what I thought was true," I shot back at him with a smirk.

His frown deepened. "I'm not judgmental, Sasha," He snapped back, taking a threatening step forward, trying to intimidate me but I was SO not intimidated by him.

I chuckled, which caused him to take another threatening step forward looking even more angrier, if that was even possible as his looks looked like it could kill.

"Why are you here?" I questioned with a sarcastic smirk, slightly regretting my bitterly tone.

"Why are you even here? Don't you have somewhere to be or someone to entertain?" He said with a bitter-sweet tone, giving a fake forced smile, clearly speaking about Kieran.

My smirk was wiped off my lips, replaced with a scowl. "Well I got woken up from my sleep by some idiotic guy with his idiotic wood cutting! And to answer your second question, yes, in fact I do have someone to see AND entertain, so If you'll excuse me," I said with my nose in the air, turning on my heels and attempting to make a snobby, arrogant exit, but got cut short when Chad suddenly was right in front of me, looking pissed off and not saying anything.

I tapped my foot impatiently on the ground, feeling slightly uncomfortable for the closeness he was giving me, and waiting for him to say something.

After a brief time, he finally said, "Best not to go spying again, you might get yourself hurt next time." With that said, he suddenly disappeared before my eyes.

I still stood there, long after he disappeared, re-thinking that entire sentence over and over inside my head, wondering what exactly did he mean by that and if that was a future threat?

If it was, then game on! Like I was going to be a scardy-cat because of some words he had said to me. He was just probably messing with me. And also, he was probably just so embarrassed to have me spying on him that he turned the situation into a threat.

Hmm . . .

I shrugged and made my way back around the front, getting a quick look inside the window if Kieran was there.

I didn't feel the need to go inside again. It wasn't exactly like there was much to do in the warehouse, so feeling a little adventurous now was no surprise. I needed the fresh air anyways and to just clear my crazy mind. I still haven't thought much about last night, as last night’s party took over my mind, remembering every detail of everything around me and how I danced to the awesome music. And I definitely did not ever want to think about the ... tragic events that took place after, in the woods.

I shook my head, refusing to bring up the topic, and pushing those thoughts far back, deep into my head to be re-opened when the time was right. The time was definitely not the best time to bring it to mind. It was still fresh to my mind and it would be reckless of me to damage myself more than I have already have.

Feeling completely raw I made sure to keep it like that for a very long time. I hadn't realized where I would be going, but yet my feet had managed to cope on its own and lead me to the river bank, just a few yards away from the warehouse. It was really beautiful outside with the light warm breeze drifting through the trees that surrounded the river, soft rattles of the leaves above proved that there was a breeze. I don't know why I had come back to the river again. After last night -- I shall not remember the exact details -- I had run all the way and found myself next in this exact spot. I was somewhat in a daze last night and without thinking I had jumped into the river. Dark night water soaked me in, bubbles floating around me, cleaning not only my blood stained dress, but also cleansing away my dark desires that had wanted to continue its man hunting, though I wouldn't allow it to completely take away my tamed soul. Nor would I allow it to corrupt me into insanity for eternity. I couldn't let myself go like that ever! I wouldn't! I was safe and that was all I needed to get by another life time.

Angry with myself for opening a slight closed wound that I failed to close up correctly, I swallowed deeply, closing my eyes and jumping into the river for another cleansing. This was now proven by me to be the only way to clear my mind. And it worked. A long time ago, I used to believe crying was a way to solve all the problems, to help erase most agonizing memories. It did actually help me so much to cry myself to unconsciousness, to feel that comforting numbness. Unfortunately now I could no longer cry. Being what I now am, it took away many things that I used to wrap myself comfortably in. I wouldn't say I was ungrateful for this wonderful gift. But merely truthfully thankful.

I have opened my eyes clearly now to realize what am I going to be? What's going to happen to me once I finish high school? My plans before were set straight but now since my BIG change, it seems frazzled now. Would I continue to work for Chad? Would I continue my hunting spree, continue my catching beauty charms into catching dinner for Chad? Would I forever be mentally locked up in this warehouse and never be what I dream to become? Never see outside of this farm, this town?

You know when they say that your life flashes before your eyes, now for me it was the other way around -- kinda. My eyes flashed my future, leaving me to gasp and open my eyes.

I was still under water, and quickly kicked my legs to resurface. I made a vow to myself. This vow was a way to tell myself that if things don't work out exactly how they planned, then I would run. Running was the only way to get out of this deal with Chad. And I think it was perfect because I'm still young, still busy trying to graduate high-school, in which I would just continue with my original plans on going to College in LA once graduation came. I definitely did not want to stay around and wait for the world to grow old until I have enough courage to run away from my priorities. Nope. That just wasn't the way my personality was made.

Chad would for-sure be overly furious and definitely would forever regret his ruthless decisions for making me his Flesher. Maybe for a day or two, he would command a search party -- that's if he truly actually cared for me in the slightest!

A familiar faint scent of banana's, honey, ice cream, warm melted chocolate, roasted apple pie and something else tickled my nose slightly. My nose high up into the air, I sniffed deeper. I wondered if it was Chad because that's how he would smell to me, but minus the smell of bananas and roasted apple pie.

No, this must be someone else!

Sniff sniff.

The scent wavered in the breeze. But it was too tempting to ignore. Definitely got my attention from first whiff. I needed to find out where this delicious smell was coming from. It was corrupting my stomach, making it wild with the growling. I swam to the shallow side of the clear river and pulled myself out of the water, denim shorts drenched and tank top unfortunately wet, though not exposing my undies thankfully. My nose sort of caught on the scent again, yet still very faintly, so my feet automatically moved and followed it, getting a stronger scent.

The sun baked up above, shining strongly down onto me, drying my drenched body quicker than I expected. Everything was silent and only chirping birds from afar could be heard to me, along with the sizzling sound of this hot weather, though my feet still continued to travel down the dirt road, burning hotly and all. After twenty minutes of walking, the scent was so strong that I literally thought of finding all that delicious food and luxuriously eat it until my hearts contempt. My voice was harsh with thirst and hunger as I muttered, "Almost there, Sasha, almost there." And soon I was right by the cause, only looking at what I saw with an intense stare.

They laughed a god-like laugh, sending shivers throughout my body. The velvet smooth voice of Clayton asking Chad something was making me swoon over him even more. He was just so handsome right at this point -- not saying he isn't any other day!

I watched with lust filled eyes while Clayton and Chad played a small game of tackle on the open field in their back yard. If I could, I would record this moment of Clayton topless and play it every night before I go to bed.

Sigh.

Why couldn't Clayton just notice me already? Not only talking about right now, but meaning in general whenever I get to see him, whether it be at school, the mall, and here or at my warehouse. Why couldn't he just see me for someone other than his cousin's Flesher? It was very clear that I lusted for Chad yet strongly needed and forever wanted Clayton, badly. After all, he was and still is my first crush.

A little girl could only dream right?

Not being paying attention to where I was looking, but just lazily following my eyes on Clayton, I failed to realize that Chad had somehow disappeared until I snapped back into reality. My eyes desperately scanning the open field for Chad but not seeing anything.

"Hey, I think it went this way Chad!" Clayton's shout snapped my head in his direction again and panicking at what he had said. Were they talking about me that's hiding behind a bush in the forest, spying on them? Was I about to get caught?

Clayton was walking my way, looking on the ground like he was searching for something.

The football! I remembered, quickly searching behind me for any sign of a ball that they were previously playing tackle with. And true to Clayton's predictions, the ball had somehow landed my side. How it got there only proved to me that I should stop my day dreaming and pay more attention. Grabbing the football swiftly, without stupidly thinking, I threw the football back out the bush towards Clayton. After a moment of pure silence, I peeked out of one of the bushed to see Clayton looking at the football that was right in front of his feet, with a risen eyebrow in question.

Stupid, stupid me! I scowled myself with shame.

To my uttermost shock, I watched with confused eyes as he shrugged and pickup the football, turning to resume the game. Was I confused, definitely. I clearly thought that he would be on full alert as to why his football would just randomly get thrown back at him--

"What the hell you doing here?! AGAIN?" Said a sudden someone right next to me that swiftly grabbed me up by the shoulders. I was turned and now was staring at a frowning Chad.

My mouth was open and was at loss of words.

"Well?" He insisted determinedly, shaking me a little by the grip he had on my exposed shoulders, leaving sizzling tingles there but I pushed that aside.

"I--I, uh . . . Well you see, I--I . . . Uhm," I stuttered, my hands doing their own thing with weird hand signals as I stuttered like a fool in front of Chad. I'm so screwed! I thought.

"You damn right you are!" Chad snapped, reading my mind like he always tends too. "I'll ask again, this time you give me the correct answer, Sasha. What are you doing here, hiding in the bushes for? Why are you spying on Clayton and me?" He questioned with a deep low tone, eyes staring intensely into mine, taunting me further into slight fear. He extended his fangs then, just as I was about to give a made-up excuse, causing me to stop thinking and just stare at his fangs.

"God dammit Sasha! Tell me!" He now yelled with anger, shaking me. He was now breathing more heavily than before, eyes going crimson red. His nose flared widely open and he inhaled deeply.

A gasp managed to escape my parted lips and I did the most simplest thing that I could only think of doing at that moment.

I roughly pulled out of his grip and ran. It was the worst move I made because I soon heard Chad growl a death hearing growl -- that people should classify as the most dangerous warning -- and then feet running after me, like he was now going to chase me down.

Well maybe that was the reason I've been given the amazing ability of super Flesher speed? So that when I upset a vampire, I can get away from him to save my ass from being ripped alive!

The mad adrenaline rush was seeping into my body the faster I moved, wondering smugly if I was out running Chad or not? I never tested his super Vampire speed yet to determine whether Chad was actually faster than me, nor have I had the chance or privilege to have a race with him.

I did, however, wonder why would Chad chase after me with a death killing vibe? I know that running wasn't the brightest move to make, but it was the only thing I could think to do at that moment. Like I said, whenever his fangs come out, it not only excites me, but shit gets real!

I actually slightly feared my life a little because I have never seen nor witnesses Chad ever get THIS angry! And I did NOT like it! I personally think that Chad was definitely not thinking straight and with me running away, gave him the opportunity to have a chase down that most vampires loved -- well according to the story books!

A crazy hissing sound came from right behind me, along with louder twig snapping's. He was right on my trail and if I had to fall, it might be the last time I can be on this Earth.

I picked up more speed, feeling that this was the last speed I could compel. Everything around us became a big blur, only seeing green everywhere from the bushes and trees we swiftly passed. And then I heard a disgruntled sound followed by a thud. I didn't know what was that sudden noise, so I looked back and realized I was no longer being chased.

Stopping abruptly, turning and scanning cautiously the trail I had just ran through. Everything was surprisingly silent and dead still. There was no indication of anything big happening and that's what got me paranoid now.

My eyes narrowed. "Where are you . . .?" I whispered, moving slowly forward. Upon walking back the way I came, I suddenly stopped when I saw Chad on the ground, sitting up in position, his back facing me. "Holy shit . . ." I commented, moving from my spot and slowly approaching Chad. "Are you alright?" I voiced my thoughts, slowly walking around him, watching him carefully. His face came in view and looked completely spaced out, lost. I knew my instincts were screaming at me to run!

Yet I chose not to.

Some part of me -- some unknown part -- wanted to strangely hold him in my arms. Some strange urge wanted me to curl up in a ball on his lap and feel comfortable and secure. I felt like I was not safe without him touching me. I should scold myself for ever thinking that bazaar thoughts of me in his arms. But I guess it was our LINK we had between each other that took over our minds and feelings. And boy did I hate it when our LINK came in the way!

I chose to break the silence by saying, "Chad." This just caused him to snap out of his spaced out thoughts and start to breathe deeply again.

I almost jumped when his fangs extended, eyes still crimson red. A hissing sound came from his lips and I started to back up. His head snapped to me and in a swift motion, he had gotten up and charged at me.

I dodged his attack just in time and started running again, but not before he suddenly grabbed me by the ankle that only caused me to stumble forward. I was bewildered at this point, thinking what the hell was up with Chad?! He definitely wasn't himself and it was starting to actually make me even more terrified of his fury.

He sat on top of me, pinning me to the ground so I couldn't escape. The tingles started to take over my body from his touch and this time I couldn't seem to push them aside.

He stared down at me, frowning with a frustrated expression. My face was blank but a betraying quiver on my lower lip gave me away that I was actually terrified now. And he definitely knew that, from the way his own lips pulled slightly into a smirk. I struggled against him and managed to do so, swiftly turning him so that now I was on top, pinning him down.

And angry huff sounded from his lips, while it was my turn to smirk down at him.

We just stared at each other, without blinking. Testing one another to see who would be the first to blink. It wasn't awkward to be staring into each other’s eyes for long, yet I definitely would want to stare at his eyes for eternity if I had a choice!

His frown only deepened, when mine narrowed.

I had to question myself, what exactly was his intentions with me? But I guess we both had surprised one another when we both met each other halfway, and smashed our lips together.

YES, YES, YES!! His kissing me again! Oh my god! His lips are so soft and keeps on giving me sparkling tingles as they stay on one another! Was this a normal thing to experience?

I inhaled, as our tongues played slippery slide with each other. He smelt so delicious that no delicious smell in this world could ever compare to his scent. And true to my presumptions, he was the one that smelt of bananas and roasted apple pie!

And then I guess I got a little too excited and ruined the moment by mistakenly nipping down on his tongue. Blood started pouring at his small wound on his tongue. I gasped and broke off the kiss. I cursed because I always loose myself in the moment and can't handle the temptation.

By realizing I had stopped kissing him, and slowly opening his eyes, he frowned again as he tasted his own blood in his mouth!

"God dammit, Sasha!" He hissed and in one swift move, he flipped me over and now he was on top.

I looked down his body and a blush appeared on my cheeks as I realized I had scratched his stomach like some crazy cat. He growled by noticing it immediately after I had. "Please forgive me, Chad! I didn't mean to get . . . well . . . THAT crazy!" I pleaded, grimacing.

I was worried what he might do to me, whether it would be mad punishment or another making out session. But I doubt the making out session as I definitely ruined that moment!

Hearing a swig snap, with Chad snapping his head to see who was there, I took that opportunity to use Flesher speed and slip out from under Chad and make a mad dash away. Yet again regretting doing so as I heard Chad chasing after me again.

"Chad! Please stop! You're angry and I don't wanna get hurt!" I begged, running faster. "Please, I swear I will never bite you again!" I shouted, turning to look over my shoulders at Chad.

"Sasha, just stop running!" He yelled back.

I looked forward, biting the inside of my cheek and abruptly stopping my feet from running. At that moment, I fell to the ground as he knocked into me.

"Get . . . Off . . . Of . . . Me!" I said breathlessly, struggling to get up as all of Chad's weight was squishing me to the ground. "Today!" I demanded angrily.

He chuckled, making me more angry at him.

"I'm actually finding you quite a soft and comfortable couch right now" He teased. I sensed an arrogant smirk on his lips right at that sly comment, so I rolled my eyes. But nonetheless, he swung himself up and offered me his hand. I stubbornly huffed but yet took the help.

Once we both dusted off ourselves, we slowly moved our eyes upon to meet one another’s. The silence fell, not an awkward silence but rather a 'questioning' silence. I guess not one of us could think of who would speak first.

Chad cleared his throat.

"So..." We both said in unison, glancing at our feet. My eyes met his again just as his sweet fruit scent drifted to my nose again. It was an addicted smell that I could not refuse not to sniff all day. Though the downfall was that it was making me really hungry for Chad's flesh and blood.

"You think you're hungry for my blood?" I faintly heard Chad murmur under his breath. Gazing at me with crimson hungry eyes and then closing them swiftly to hide them away from me, even though I've seen his blood colored eyes so many times.

But then it hit me.

I almost face palmed myself for not seeing it before. How stupid of me not to realize what was always right in front of me this entire time I've spent with him. Why I didn't see it before just pointed out the obvious stupidity that I'm a dumb-ass. Flash-backs of Friday came to mind when Chad had given me that look, through his eyes.

And now I know the reason why.

I laughed. And that laugh soon turned into a full-on belly laugh. I also embarrassingly slapped my knee whilst laughing like a hyena in front of Chad that was giving me a blank look. Not bothering to care if I looked like a weirdo in front of him, but just letting all my dumb-ass stupidity ease out into laughing.

"Uh, care to explain what's with the laughing?" Chad questioned, but I almost barely heard him over my loud laughing.

Soon I calmed down, but still had the giggles while I voiced my thoughts, "Why didn't I see this before?" I shook my head.

Chad stepped slightly forward towards me. "See what, Sasha?" He asked softly, his normal color eyes searching mine with curiosity.

"See that you want me." I said straight out and serious. He took a step back with surprise and I took a step to my left, pacing back and forth while thinking.

"W-what?"

I stopped and turned to him. "Jeesh, just admit it Chad! Stop trying to hide the truth when I can see it as clear as water!" I snapped.

"I . . ." He began, but stopped.

Silence.

I groaned. "You're so annoying!" I shouted out in frustration. "I know you want me. I know okay! So stop trying to think of ways to lie to me" I saw his mouth part and shut as I said the truth. "Its the eyes, Chad, they can say a thousand words and I do know for sure that your eyes would never lie. You want me. Not all in desire, lust, but you want to drink me. The temptation of me always close to you drives you in a frenzy that you just want to burrow your vampire fangs, deep in--"

"Shut up, Sasha! Just . . . shush" He cut me off, shouting at me angrily.

Right then I knew 100% positively that I was right. "Why? Because I'm right? Because I just figured out the truth that you've been keeping from me? Why Chad? Why?" I questioned, now fully determined to get all the truth out of Chad today!

He pulled at his hair in frustration, copying me by pacing back and forth.

I stepped forward, getting closer to Chad that looked stressed. "Why? Why haven't you drunk my blood yet?" I demanded, frowning. "WHY?!" I shouted now.

Chad stopped his pacing, faced me and exploded. "BECAUSE!!!!" He shouted. "BECAUSE I CAN'T!"

My eyes widened as I looked upon a complete different side of Chad. I've never felt so scared in my undead life before. Sure, Chad has shouted at me before but it was never with so much anger, feeling, defeat, sadness in them before. It also felt scary to me that I literally felt his tough wall -- that I've never been able to break -- finally came crashing down, exposing all he's emotions to me. Though it won't last forever.

Feeling literally a gush of strong wind blow in my face, coming all from Chad's out-burst was what got me taking a huge space back.

I opened my mouth to question more, but somehow I wasn't able to make a single sound come out. This is very strange.

''Sasha, don't get me wrong, if I had my way here I would suck you dry before I can even think about what I'd be doing to myself. If I had known that it would get this far, I would have not chosen you to be my Flesher, at all.'' He said more calmly now, frowning his usual frown. If I had a beating heart, it would have broken into a billion pieces and explode, leaving no trace of a heart left. That at each word he had spoken, was what got me to move from my frozen spot, approach Chad and slap him hard across the face.

What a rude person Chad is, I thought with distaste. Even though he's words slapped me much more harder in the face, I truly hated Chad more than he hated me in fact.

Always have and always will.

As I walked away from the asshole, I couldn't shake off the image of his shameless, hurt face he had given me before I had slapped him and then a defeat look he gave to the ground when I walked away. Though when I thought about the words he had rudely spat at me, I erased that stupid look of sadness and permanently deleted Chad out of my head, for now.

My stomach pained suddenly and I took that as a stomach warning that I was really hungry. But what had just happened in the woods now, I no longer think Chad will keep me and feed me. I just knew he wouldn't. Nope.

But I'm so hungry! My stomach screamed at me as I took a stubbornly walk back to the main road and away from Chad. I couldn't help my growling to stop, but that didn't stop me from walking all the way to town.

I had no clue as to where I would spend the rest of this pointless day at. So I just let my feet carry me to wherever the hell it wants’ to go, while my mind wonders through different topics to keep myself occupied and not let the server agonizing hurt come over me. I was just letting the anger arise because that was the only thing I failed to hold onto. My anger was growing at every minute that I marched into Town, seeing nosy people give me weird looks.

Everything seemed to piss me off more, and I just let it happen without stopping to think about what I was doing.

My thoughts ran to Chad again and this time I let my brain have a debate inside my head about killing Chad. I was not shameful for thinking about killing my maker, nor was I shameful for thinking about killing Samantha after I kill Chad so that Clayton and I could live happily ever after, forever.

I was so pissed off that nothing stopped me from rudely bumping into people on the sidewalk. Nothing stopped me from shouting at kids that smiled at me. Nothing stopped me from kicking down banners of small coffee shops I walked passed. Nothing stopped me because who would if you saw my face expression.

I had finally snapped. Finally broken from Chad telling me he doesn't want me anymore. Finally by myself, I guess. Or maybe I was taking things to dramatically, I thought for a brief moment but laughed it away.

Bumping into some random people while in deep thought, I let my head look up to see that I have stopped walking and was standing on the pavement of town, looking across the street to see my old work place.

'Mernie's sign flashed brightly and big on top of a brick faced restaurant / bar. The restaurant was not packed like it usually is, barely spotting two people through the wide spread window from where I stood across the street from. My mind was blank as well as the rest of my body, as I nonchalantly walked across the street and stepped into Mernie's. Truth be told, it wasn't as packed inside and the only people here was the cashier at the counter, the chef and Toni, my ex boss.

Hmm Toni . . .

I stepped up to the counter and approached the girl with no intensions. I opened my mouth but felt something shivering cold touch my lower back. From there everything went black, with my vision only flashing short parts of what I saw or did next without self control.

Screams . . .

Bones cracking . . .

Me arched on the ground staring at the floor . . .

Blood . . . A lot of it on my shaking hands . . .

A knife getting placed in my hands . . .

And then nothing. Darkness consumed me again, with this time not getting any flashbacks but just complete darkness.

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