Hey guys, sorry about the wait the internets been down…again. Anyway, enjoy chapter three!
"Shit!" I shrieked as the knife cut through the flesh of my throat. Cupping my throat, to try to keep from bleeding out, I stabbed him literally in the ass. Not thinking that I would still be able to attack him, the stab to the ass, as you can imagine, came as a great surprise.
"What the Hell?" He shrieked. While he was preoccupied, I took the time given to me to examine my neck more carefully. As it turns out, I over reacted, it was really only a flesh wound. At the most I would have a scar, I have always wanted to have a scar around my neck like the Undertaker, and so I'll be ok.
Finally getting the pen out his ass, he looked at me with annoyance in his eyes. He seriously just stood there and stared at me… For five freaking minutes! Not only that but when I started taking stepping away from him he matched me step-for-step!
After getting bored of this, I just kind of stood there, waiting for him to snap out of what-ever kind of funk he was in. It was another two minutes before he started to come out of what I can only guess was craziness induced mild Black-out, in which he just followed movements.
Or, and this would be the most likely, I'm just crazy. But that's beside the point; he was coming towards me, with something like surprise in his eyes.
"You're the only person who's ever managed to actually catch my interest, what is your name?" He said with no room for arguments.
"Well good-sir," I said with my most sarcastic noble voice. "My name is Recila, but to satisfy my own curiosity; why are you only concerned with my name when I just stabbed your ass, literally?"
I know it's short, but please knew that the rest will be up soon! Bye Guys!