Fighting Evil

FE: 14. Encounter

§ V A L E N T I N A §

"Okay girl I'll see you tomorrow, eat some junk-food for me you skinny bítch," Perrie laughed and handed me the rest of the chocolate sweets, as well as a bag of cheese puffs.

Within the past two weeks she had been constantly complaining that I "looked skinnier than a blade of grass", I had to eat tons of junk-food to gain back that weight. And it was true, no matter where I looked I could see the outlines of my bones.

I had a feeling that Perrie knew exactly why I was really unhealthy, but she never said anything because she assumed it would hurt me.

"Don't worry I'll get extreme cholesterol and get a heart attack, I'll be great," I replied sarcastically.

We hugged and said good night before I left her room to go back to mine. Our rooms were quiet far apart from each other so I had to walk quite a bit. On the way I was eating some of the food and making sure to go fast in case someone I didn't know opened their doors, which was practically everyone since I was only familiar with Zayn and Perrie.

By the time I hade made it back to my room, I had already eaten quite a bit even though the walk was under five minutes. I placed the junk food bags on my nightstand and went to the bathroom to do my business.

I didn't necessarily like sleeping on my bed at nighttime, which was quite a waste for such a wonderful mattress, but I always seemed to sleep so well when I went out onto the balcony until I was tired. It was a bit colder so I decided to wear something thick.

I walked into my closet with the same out of awe as when I first walked in. It was so unnecessarily big and it was nice yet dumb at the same time. When I reached a designated section for hoodies, it took me quite long time to figure out which one I should use, but I was able to find a thick, dark gray one which I put on and zipped up all the way.

As I was walking out of the closet I could suddenly feel someone behind me.

It wasn't just a gut instinct, I could hear this person's heart beating behind me and I could feel their warm breath on my neck. I swore my heart skipped a beat in fear.

Don't turn around, whatever you do, don't turn around.

I continued walking towards the exit of my closet. I felt like Orpheus, I wanted to look back, but if I did, I could potentially fück up my life again.

Just before I could turn off the lights and make it out onto the balcony, two hands latched onto me. One on my waist and the other on my stomach.

I didn't react, actually I stood exactly where I was and didn't move. My heart thumped so hard I was still wondering how it hadn't just come out of my ribcage. Then again, my heart was eighty precent silicone. I was getting sweaty and heating up, although I didn't know if it was my fire or if I was just sweating. 

"What do you want?" I asked trying to sound more braver than I actually was.

"If I decided to talk with you, that would waste more time than you did earlier before you opened your mouth," he spat.

A few more seconds passed before everything went fast.

I took my head back and slammed it backwards to hit him. It hurt quite a bit and he didn't budge, so I slammed my head back to hit him once more. Wriggling one of my arms free, I used my hand to hit him in his stomach, but he grabbed onto my hand before I could even come close.

And then, somehow, I was sent flying through the air as he flipped me over to the other side of him and forcefully onto my back. 

As I lay in pain on the floor, too weak to try anything else, I could feel blood dripping onto my face and a few drops even in my open mouth. Disgusted, I looked up and saw the person who attacked me crouching right next to me, with his face looming over mine.

Blue eyes with soft features and a hood covering his hair. He would have looked innocent if not for the fact that he was in the middle of a nosebleed and he was just letting all his blood onto the floor, and on my face.

I was so disgusted and a bit angered and I knew I only had one option left if I wanted to save myself. 

Flames ignited from my palms and proceeded to lick up my arms to where it was almost at my shoulders. The sleeves of my hoodie had burned away and I mentally grimaced at the horrible smell.

They guy stumbled backwards as he tried to stand up and run away as I stood up off of the ground. He made his way backwards until he reached the wall of the balcony, and then there was no where else to go besides down. It was quite a bit more darker and I knew that guy wouldn't dare jump down. Hell there was probably a net down there since Louis didn't want me to commit suicide again.

"You're not going to feel that proud of yourself if you run away from this fight," I stated with a slight smirk knowing I had the better survival rate as I walked closer to him.

"Are you challenging me to a fight?" he asked with his voice timid. Success.

"That's what I called it, isn't it?" I rhetorically asked. I had crouched down to his level and my elbows rested on my knees and my head on my hands.

The fire was practically in his face and I could sort of see his icy eyes through the darkness with the flames.

"I think you'll be the one to not feel proud since you won't make it out alive," he replied coldly.

I was just about to grill his face when I felt something sharp went into my side.

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Been watching too much Daz Games, I learned a lot of British words.