///Melissa POV///
Heturned around to see me. He’s good at running but not good enough. But I don’t really know how I tracked him down…especially all the way here in the south side of town. But I caught up to him…
“Melisa!” he sounded sort of surprise. But his expression didn’t show.
“Ok…you have some explaining to do. What the fuck do you mean by ‘watch my back?’ And trusting O’Felia and CJ in what?!” I said as he looks around. He’s ignoring me! Motherfu-
“Get behind me…” he told me immediately. He then walked past me and stood with his back on me. What is he doing…wait, who is that? I hear footsteps.
“Who’s that?” I whispered to him. But he didn’t answer, the footsteps got closer and closer. I then saw who it was…
“It’s you…” he said and my eyes widened in surprise as it was Michael walking up to us with a smile on his face. I had my hand on the his shoulder, so I felt him shiver as Michael got closer. What’s up with him?
“Hi Melisa…I was looking for you…” Michael said to me.
“M-Me?” I was blushing real bad but he couldn’t see me as I was behind the guy. “Why? Aren’t you with Jessica or something?”
“I broke up with her…it wasn’t really working between us so I thought about you…I mean, you were asking about Friday night. So what about it? Would you like-“ he was interrupted as the boy walked forward at him.
“The answer is no…get the fuck out of here…” he said.
“Hey, what’s your problem? You can’t just choose for me…you don’t even know me…whatever your name is!” I shouted at him as I quickly walk towards Michael.
“That’s right…who are you anyway?” Michael said. With that, the guy gave a creepy smile…like he was insane or something. He started to laugh as he pulled on his hood.
“They say that Demons can’t give prayer to God…especially in a church or the graves…like you and me…”he said. What the fuck is he talking about? Demons and bullshit. But wait! Why is Michael shaking…
“What did you say?” he said.
“That’s what your dad said before… “ he looked up at him with a devilish smile. “…before I KILLED him.”
“It’s you!” Michael gasped out. Did this guy…kill Michael father…is he that dangerous…we have to get away. If he really means by this
“My name is Death…surprise motherfucker.” He said. But then I saw Michael slowly smile at him. Why is he smiling? Then someone grabs me from behind and gag me as they pulled me away.
