I heard the sirens blaring behind me. I was running as fast as I could. I saw a alley way I thought I might be able to duck in there and hope for dear life it wasn't a dead end. With my luck lately it probly was. I had just realized that I was bare foot, my heels must have slipped off when I started running. Surprisingly the alley lead me right to the street that I live on.
My life hadn't always been like this, only since I ran away from my home. I have to support myself somehow, so I choose Exotic Escorts. It's easy and it pays more than anything else I could ever qualify for. With a body like mine the men pay twice as more. Oh, I should probably explain more about myself. My name is Rini, I am 19 years old. I am about 5'9'', curly brown hair with blonde highlights. I am cursed with a powerful demon, Inabikari. I can shoot lightning bolts with my mind. I can still communicate with my best friend from my home town, well through our minds. She's a Neko demon.
I slowed my pace. I walked up the stairs of my apartment building. Once inside I unlatched my mailbox got the mail out and scanned through it real quick before I walked up the five long flights of stairs up to my apartment. Inside I threw the mail on the entry table and walked off to the coat closet to hang up my trench coat.
If your wondering why I ran before, I was buying drugs. They help me deal with stress.
My feet were killing me, I went to run my warm bath, that always helped. I stripped down and got into the tub. After my bath I went into the bedroom, laid on the bed and flipped on the TV. I settled on Naruto. The only one I was really paying attention to was Deidara, though. I let my mind drift into places where I might not be able to find it again. I soon fell asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night screaming. Damn! It was a the same nightmare that I had been having for the past three weeks. It was when I was a little girl and my grandmother passed away, open casket, scared the living hell out of me. Anyway so everyone is saying their final goodbyes when she reaches up and grabs my throat and starts shouting in angry Japanese.
I probably wouldn't be able to go back to bed for awhile so I pulled myself up out of bed. Went into the kitchen grabbed the chocolate milk out of the fridge and poured myself a glass. I sat there at the breakfast bar just starring out the window. In New York City the streets always had somebody on them. A few gang members here, the average prostitute there. Then I saw him, Deidara. I thought my eyes were just a little tired so I shrugged it off. And walked back to bed.
I awoke a second time when I heard a loud crash. I reached under my bed for my baseball bat. When I found it I hoped up and walked into the hall. I shouted, "Who ever is out there, if you don't get the hell out I am going to beat your ass with this baseball bat! And I mean it!" I decided to go out into the living room to see what was going on. And all I saw were the shattered remains of my kitchen window. Fuck! That's like two extra shifts!
I knelt down next to the broken glass. There were little brown clumps scattered around. I wasn't really thinking about that thought, it was just get it cleaned up and patch up the window. The glass was cleaned up and I had to find out how the hell to fix the window. I grabbed a piece of cardboard and made it fit into the windowsill. I decide against going back to sleep. Instead I turned off the TV in the bedroom and turned on the TV in the living room. I stretched my legs out across the sofa. My toe nails needed to be painted, badly. I hopped up from the sofa, went to the hall closet got the nailpolsh container off the self, and went back to the sofa.
I sat there my back against the sofa cushion, the coffee table pulled up close to the sofa with my feet up against the edge. I decided on a light blue color. When I finished I put a little pink flower on the big toe of each foot. Naruto was still on, it must have been a all night marathon. Again I sat there focused on Deidara.
I got some breakfast. Toast and fresh squeezed orange juice. I went into the guest bathroom to take a shower. Then I got dressed. Into this strapless purple dress. I put on my necklace, and silver heels. Some silver loop earrings and my trench coat. I walked out the door and locked it. Walked down the five flights of stairs, and on down to the street. Finally caught a cab, and got in it.
On the way to work I thought about the broken window. Then it hit me, How could someone throw something up to the fifth floor? And there was really nothing to break it the window, all there was were little brown lumps. Almost like something had exploded. Now that I think of it those lumps were clay. I just kind of shook the thought out of my head.
At work I had five clients, that's two more than a normal day. So the window was fixed. I'd get Henry the neighbor to fix it tomorrow. I took a cab home. The street traffic was terrible so I got out four blocks away from home. I started walking.
I heard some chatter behind me, I didn't look. Then it stopped. I soon heard foot steps behind me, it made me feel uncomfortable. I picked up my pace, so did the footsteps. I didn't stop, I didn't look back. I simply kept walking. I soon saw the alley way I had taken last night. I quickly ran into it, from there I ran. Here is were it goes all down hill. I tripped, running + heels= disaster. I was soon being pulled into the alley, with a male hand over my mouth. I decided to fight back. I bite his hand, scratched at his arms. He grabbed something and hit me with it. I blacked out.
