Touch of the devil

Chapter two:hello

Beep* beep*

I smack the alarm trying to press snooze but I fall off the bed and come crashing down.Fuck I say.After the incident last night I went back to bed and now I am awoken again at 8:30.

I sit up and grab my slippers,I walk to to the restroom feeling sickly,I look swollen in the mirror,my nose is stuffy so I head to the kitchen and make some tea,nasty right.

I sit at the table,I wince at how cold it is,it feels like ice.I am scrolling through Instagram thinking about how someone can be so self-absorbed in life.And that's me I say chuckling at my own joke.I sit up abruptly and drag my bare feet across the tile all the way to my bedroom.I pick out a matching black sports bra and leggings to wear,I strip off my pajamas and put on the clothes.

I wrap my hair up into two tight braids.I grab my shoes and keys and head out the door.I step into my car and start to engine.I hum to the beat-save your tears by the weekend,oh how I fucking love that song.I steer right around a curb and park in a lot.I turn off the engine and walk into the gym.My home I think.Shit i forgot my water I say out loud.

I set down my things next to the mats and walk away trying to find a vending machine.Luckily I found one,I enter in two dollars and click on the water button.Nothing comes out,I bang the machine and still nothing.Fuck why I grunt.

Here says a manly voice behind me,I turn my back to see a slightly older man behind me.He has green eyes and a little bit of stubble,he's tall and has medium growth hair.I grab the water,thanks I say walking away.Hey can I get your number he says a echoing behind me.

I stop and turn and flip him off and throw the water back at him,hitting him in the shoulder.Men I say under my breath.Men can't do one good thing without asking for something in favor.

I have never wanted kids or to get married in general,yes I may hook up with guys occasionally but no I don't want to date one.Men are like lollipops,Good for a short while but in the end there trash and you constantly need a new one.

3 hours later...

I am sweating balls as I wipe the sweat that is forming on my forehead with a towel.I am panting as I am walking out of the gym.I walk to my car with the wind blowing in the face,it feels good the breezing blowing my hair around.

I rip open the car door and sit down in the seat.I turn on the radio,I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care.Another love-Tom Odell.I sing to the beat of the song,

I may not care about stuff but that doesn't mean I don't like having some singing jams.I park the car and step out almost tripping on the bottom of the car.I have a gut feeling telling me not to go up to my room.I don't know why,

I walk slowly and steadily trying not to make a sound up the stairs to my apartment.I reach for my gun,holding it in my hand.No ones there I see at my door.Fuck my gut I say walking to my door trying to enter the keys.

The door creaks while I open it slowly still scared that a ghost might appear.Hey little sis I hear a deep voice call out...

Too late...

SUPER SHORT SORRY MAKING MORE THO!!
-unknown(: