I gasped harshly as my back slammed against a brick wall, cold and hard digging into my back. A cold as Alaska Ice was squeezing my throat, tight enough to keep in place but lose enough not to kill me. Before I could even scream another hand slapped over my mouth gagging me. I tried swinging my fist but a cold whisper was in my ear.
"Don't move." the voice was so cold and rough deep. But not like a man, like a teenager going on to manhood. I obeyed against my will sucking in air deeply, trying to calm my heart. There wasn't any light; the moon didn't even show the cold hand's face, or who they belonged to. I know it's a Soc. They're the only ones that would jump us Greasers without a care. Man I remember when they had tried to jump Darry- our outfit's unofficial leader- they got their money happy asses kicked hard.
A finger traced my neck vein going up and down slowly, pure white teeth the only other color in the world.
"W-what do y-you want?" I whispered well more like mouthed. The finger stopped and pressed its nail hard into the skin forcing me to cry out as blood seeped out of the small crescent wound.
"A lot of things." the voice said, the moon finally hitting his face illuminating a smirk of fully pride. This guy looked like the one describe in the newspaper!
He had an elfish face, with high cheekbones and a pointed chin, small, sharp animal teeth (expect for the two on either side of the first four in the middle, those were fangs!) and ears like a lynx. His hair was almost white it was so blond and didn't look like haircut and it were friendly with each other. His eyes were blue with a blood red tint around them, blazing ice cold with a hatred of the whole world.
I gasped as I thought were else I heard that description before other then that paper. And then I remembered what Darry told me once on my birthday. I had laughed it off but now those words haunted me.
"Johnny, you see anyone-no matter who they are friend family me or anyone- with tinted blood red eyes get the hell outta there and find the nearest phone and call one of us. But Johnnycake you see anyone with pale blonde hair blue eyes with that tint with a lot of hate get outta there like the devil himself is there-cause he really is- and run straight here. No matter what Johnny."
I looked straight into those eyes before they fully turned red and darkness took me under.
