Fresh Blood

The Guy

I hit the floor hard on my back. "Ow my arm is killing me." I look down at my arm to see that it's not bleeding to bad but the blood is a lot darker then before. I sit up, even though my back feels like there is 1,000 pounds weighing down on it. "Do you need help" is what I hear behind me. I scream because I didn't realize that someone else was in the room with me, I turn to face him and he has his arm stretched out to help me up. I take his hand and pull myself up with my hand that's not killing me. Hes not to bad looking I thought he has light brown hair that's wild but cute and has blue-green eyes, he's a couple inches taller then me, 5'11 probably. "What's you name" I ask. "Xavier" he says, "and might what your name be" he asks. "My name is Skylar" I say with my voice trembling. "Hmm Skylar I like that name I'll remember that when I want to find you again." Before I can ask him what he means he vanished. As I stare at where he's suppose to be standing I see the wall, on the wall I see THE GUY written in blood. Not just any blood... my blood. The guy I thought, what does this mean and before I knew it here I am at home.