Ha, I'm here with a new story. Well... not that new since I'm stealing this from one of my other stories that I've never finished and revamping it. So I hope you guys enjoy this. And sorry if I didn't catch anything that I was supposed to change.
This is totally AU, so people will be different, act different, etc. I did try to stay very close to how the characters were but since this is AU... there is obviously some changes.
Marks.
Bruises.
Everything you could think of settled onto the pale flesh. Some were new, harsh, old and fading. Blood dripped down the hot skin, leaving a stain that would stay in one's mind for a long time. The feeling of being hopeless and bare made goose bumps crawl over the heated body. Sharp teeth sunk into the white flesh of her neck, leaving its mark. The body above her thrusts into her too hard, making her almost breakable body ache.
His dark hair fell into his face as he leaned down to lick the mark he had just left. He could taste her blood. It tasted sweet and alluring, making him thrust into her harder. The screams echoed through the empty home. No one was going to hear them. They were miles from any other home. But it wasn't like he was going to care. The screams sounded like music to him, he didn't want them to stop. Her pain made his pulse quicken and his desire to finish her off became slow and painful. He wanted to hear her beg for more. He wanted to hear those shouts of complete desire. He wanted many things and he didn't care if he had to kill to get those things.
He was the devil.
Yet all the girls wanted him. They lust for him; they would get on their hands and knees to get him to even look at them. They were completely hopeless which pulled the males attention. He loved it when a female begged. It reminded him of a dog that wasn't given any food for weeks and was looking for anything it could get its grummy pales on. This excited him by just the mere thought. He truly was a sick man but there was no one to stop him.
The girl beneath him started to shout out orders, which made the male snap his attention back to her with a growl. He reached down to wrap his long fingers around her neck and gave a little squeeze. "What was that you said?" He barked. "I don't think I heard you correctly. Would you like to say that again?" He began to ram into her harder as each word came out of his mouth. The girls' bright green eyes widen in fear, her hands rushing up to try to pry the males' fingers off of her neck. But they were too strong for her. Her head shook side to side instead, not being able to say a word. The male grunted and loosened his grip. "So I thought." He was now beginning to get bored with the girl. She no longer had an interest to him. She didn't give any thrill she had before to him. She was useless.
Giving one last thrust before letting himself go, he pulled out and slide off the bed without giving the girl any notice. She looked almost disappointed but he didn't care. He wanted to get out of there as fast as he could, hoping to never see her again. And that was what he was going to do. The male was good at disappearing and never showing up again. Throwing his clothes on, he began to walk over to the door. "You look disgusting." He muttered under his breath and left, leaving the girl open, bare and dumbfounded.
The buzzer sounded, sending a body to fall off of its mattress and hitting the floor with a loud thump. A girls head with dark brown hair poked up from the other side of the bed. Her brown eyes stared at the shining alarm clock. It blinked 7:09.
She was late.
Or she was going to be.
Rose didn't have enough time to take a shower, so instead she quickly splashed water onto her face before darting back into her room to pick out clothes to wear. She couldn't be late, not again. This class was too important to her and she was already failing it by always showing up so late. The teacher might not care bu not being there really did affect your grade. She had to get it up by next Friday or she will fail the class and needed to take it over.
"Oh college classes, gotta love them so fucking early in the morning." She heaved a sigh as she threw on a new navy blue sweater. Since she had slept in her jeans, she just left them on, not wanting to waste any more time.
Throwing her bag over her shoulder, she darted out of her apartment. She skipped down the steps, almost falling a few times but she managed to catch herself. The girl almost ran into an oncoming woman with a small dog in her hands. The dog began to dark at her when she zoomed past but Rose didn't glance back to look at it. She didn't care. Her mind was focused on class and nothing else.
The school wasn't that far away from her apartment complex but it seemed like more than enough people were out and about that day. It was unusual but then again, Rose didn't care. She didn't pay much attention to the outside world. Probably one of the reasons she didn't have many friends. She didn't like to go out and she didn't like doing something without a purpose.
The girl was too focused on getting to the college that she hadn't noticed a tall man walking her way. By the time Rose realized, it was too late. She had collided with him, knocking her down. Rose was about to get up until something heavy held her down. She looked to see what it was and noticed it was a black shoe. Looking up to see its owner, she gasped. Rose could barely see the man's face but he could see those hard, brown eyes staring down at her like daggers. She could tell the man wasn't too happy. "Watch it where you are going. You do not own this sidewalk." The man growled, taking his foot off of her now before disappearing into the thong of people.
The male sat up and looked around. What had just happened? It happened all too fast. She couldn't think about this any longer. She needed to run. When she looked down at her watch, she groaned. Class was now five minutes in. "Why, why, why?" She scrambled to his feet, forgetting about everything that had just happened and continued on. It wasn't like she was going to meet up with that man any time soon. The city was big, people were easily forgotten. But something deep down would never forget those eyes.
It was ten minutes into the class now when Rose had finally arrived. They were well into the lesson and many words were scribbled onto the black board. The male didn't know if she could possibly copy that many words down into her note book in time. She was going to have to try.
Taking a seat somewhere towards the back, she pulled out her blue notebook. She began to take the notes but it was no help. The more times she tried to catch up the more the teacher was putting onto the board. It was as if it was war between them. Like the professor knew Rose was trying to catch up but he wouldn't let her. About to give up, a girl with blonde hair and green eyes, sat down next to her, giving her her notebook with no exchange of words. Rose took it but stared at her questioningly, yet she wouldn't even look back at her. People are so strange today. She thought to himself. But she took the notebook. "Thanks." She mumbled to her, copying down the rest of the notes.
By the end of class, Rose was able to get everything she needed, thanks to the that girl. She handed her back the book and was about to ask her for her name but she had gotten up and left. This made Rose frown. Did she smell? Was something wrong with her face? Maybe she had fallen into something when she ran into that man. All these questions ran through her head, none of them being answered.
Nothing to do about it now, though.
Rose got up and made her way out of the class. Her next class wasn't until later that afternoon. If she wanted, she could go home and take a nap but decided against it. Instead she was going to go get some tea and head over to the local library. It was the place where she mostly spent her time. It was quiet and no one was there to bother her, unlike her apartment. She didn't think anyone knew what the word 'quiet' even meant. Either their music was too loud or the muffled moans were heard from the thin walls. That too needed to be fixed. Rose didn't know how she was able to still sleep there. Nothing she could do there, though.
This time being more careful and aware of what she was doing and where she was going, she walked along the side walk, making her way over to a little shop that sold tea and also made it for you. She loved the place; she could live in it if they would let her. But sadly that couldn't be.
Walking into the small shop, she took a deep breath. All the smells of the herbs mixed well together. Rose was in heaven but she didn't dare look at what else they had. Instead she went straight towards her favorite.
She picked up a box so she could make some at home in the next few days before walking over to the counter and asking for her usual. Only waiting a few minutes, she had her cup in her hand. She paid them before taking a small sip and leaving to go to the library. Today was a normal day, besides the few weird things that happened to her. But besides that, it was like nothing else, or so she thought. She had no clue how crazy things were going to get from here on.
As she left the tea shop, she felt eyes on her, which made no sense since she was still out in the city. Many people were still about but this was a feeling like no other. The eyes were focused on her and only her. She didn't need to look around to make sure. She didn't need for them to know that she knows. Instead she was going to act normal, like any normal day and act boring, hoping they would lose interest. Yet they didn't. The whole way to the library that feeling stayed. Rose thought that maybe if she quickened her pace and made it to the place she would be safe and away from any harm. It wasn't like she was used to this kind of thing. It had never happened before. No one ever paid any attention toward her, there was no reason to. But this sudden attraction scared her and she had a right to be scared.
She didn't let it show on her face though. Walking up the large steps to the library, she looked around, the feeling slowly easing. By the time she reached her usual area, the feeling was completely gone. Whoever it was must have lost interest.
Sitting down onto the floor, she pulled out a book she liked to keep in a hidden spot. She was almost done with it and it was just getting to the good parts. Opening to the page she had left off, she began to read, sipping her tea every now and then. The book was about a couple who suddenly went missing. The story follows the man who is supposedly suspected of the kidnap but no one can prove it. Little did they know was that he had kidnapped them. The rest of the story goes on about how he did it and how he was able to get away with it. No one found out until after he had died, leaving them with nothing. It seemed rather boring at first since you already knew who kidnapped who and who was involved. It didn't start out like any normal book but as Rose kept reading, she became hooked, wanting to know how he was able to do it all.
And just as she was getting to something good, the feeling came back but this time it was more intense, as if they were standing right above her. She glanced around but saw nothing. Shaking it off, she went back to her reading. Then she heard it; a light sneeze coming from behind the bookcase. Setting the book down, she turned her body so she was able to see the other side of the book case. And there she was; the girl with the blonde hair and those piercing green eyes. She was on her knees, ducking, trying not to be seen. Rose could only guess that it was her all along. It made sense, sort of…in its own little twisted mind. It was clear that the girl wanted to talk to her if she was trying this hard to get close to her and she merely just thought that she was too shy to say hi.
"Hello." The word escaped her lips before he was able to stop it. The girls head turned towards her, shock. A light blush came onto her cheeks, knowing she had been caught. "You were the one who gave me the notes in class. Thanks." She nodded, getting up to walk over to her. "But if you wanted to talk to me, you didn't need to go through all of this. I may keep to myself a lot but there is no need to be afraid of me. I don't bite."
The girl stood so she was standing face to face now. "I'm sorry." She whispered but her voice seemed to carry no matter what. "I didn't mean to scare you, if I did and I'm not all that weird…I just…" She trailed off, not sure of what she was going to say. "I'm Lissa." She held out her hand. "And you're welcome for the notes, I know how its hard to catch up with Professor Alto."
"At least I am not alone." Rose chuckled, cupping her hand in hers and gave it a light squeeze. "I'm Rose." This was an odd way to start up a friendship, if that is what you could call it. But she felt the need to take the girl in, seeing as she might not have a lot of friends either. "Eh, do you like to read?" It was a stupid question but it was something to keep the conversation going.
"I love to. I come here every day if I can. That is where I noticed you." She blushed once again and Rose couldn't help but smile at it. "I really am sorry."
"Don't be." She shook her head and let go of her hand that she was still holding. She looked around and noticed the time. "Oh shit, I am going to be late." It was almost time for her next class. Where had the time gone before? Today just wasn't her day but she shrugged it off. It happened. "I'll see you sometime soon?" She began to run off.
"Yeah!" She called back to her but was shushed by a nearby Liberian. Lissa flinched, making Rose laugh.
I hoped you enjoyed and like i said before, sorry if I didn't change anything that was supposed to be changed. Please review. I like hearing the feedback.
Questions; Do you think it was Lissa who was really watching Rose the whole time to the library, or was it something else?