I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING BUT MY OC CHARACTER (:
25 years old, god im getting old. Feels like just yesterday i was out drinking with the girls, running down the streets of my home town, just being crazy and silly. Now i barely have any friends, but hey that's what happens when you grow up, and are on the road a lot. I drove for a while till i hit California. Ah, the sun, the warmth, i could stay here for awhile. I parked the car by a nerby motel, got a room, and headed down to the nearest bar, for a drink or two. The minute i wallked in i could smell the booze leaking off of every single person, but the one that stood out, was a young man. 23 or 24 years old, brown scruffy hair, and wore a plaid t-shirt and black jeans. He held his beer in his hand, while scanned the area. To someone normal, he would look like a average man, having a drink, but to someone like me, i could see the negativity, and the evil. Circiling his body, like a whirlpool around him. I took a sit at the bar counter, and ordered a beer, keeping my eyes set on him. Something was off about him, that much i knew. I took my advantage when i seen him coming over, with a walk that said "I'm one of the best, step out of the way." He sat down a couple seats away from me, and ordered another beverage.
"Hey there" I said, in my most sweetest voice.
He turned his head to look at me, put a cocky smile on and said,
"Well hello there pretty lady"
I looked down, pretending to blush, I have to look the part don't I?
"Arn't you smittin?"
"Yes I am, Now tell me, whats a beautiful girl like you doing here"
"It's actually my birthday,"
"Well happy birthday"
It wasn't till i looked up and noticed his eyes flash black. Bingo.
"How about we go back to my place, and I'll give you a present?" He winked at me.
I non-chalently grabbed his hand, pulled him closer.
"After you studd"
We both got up from our spots and walked out the door. I led him into a back alley, glancing at his smile once in awhile. He thinks he'll have the upper hand on this, he should know better, not to go in an alley with a stranger. He out of anyone should know that. I stopped in my tracks, pretending to look for something.
"Did you forget something?" He spoke, coldly and harsh.
This is it. Now I really got to put my acting skills to work.
"Yeah I think, I don't know though"
When I turned around, there he was inches away from my face, and i pretended to look terrified as he pushed me to the ground, ready to kill. As soon as i hit the ground and he crouched down beside me, I was ready to stab him with my grandmother's knife and drag the demon back to hell. That is, Till I heard a voice, and my brilliant plan, backfired.