Disturbia An MB Love & Horror story *Starring You!*

Disrupted Prologue

Based on the song ''Disturbia'' by Rihanna

Prince's POV:

''Alright Mr.Perez, it's closing time! my partner Roc shouted. I had been working since 12 am to 10 pm and boy was I pooped. My fingers were beginning to cramp up as I saved my work and closed my laptop while heading to the boss's office. I had been working at the Onix Gazette for four years now and writing articles, newspapers, and writing what Mr. Montroll calls ''major top sellers'' which where usually lies sold to the public to earn a profit. Mr. Montroll is my boss and I can't stand him cause he's a pain in the rear end if you ask me. Roc Royal and I met at an office party we were having during my other partner's leave and Mr. Montroll decided that he should take his place. I knocked on the boss's door but heard no answer so I proceeded in.

Roc: AHH! You gave me quite the shock there eh? Next time warn a fella before you just come barging in.

''Sorry, I just came to talk to Mr. Montroll about my vacation for a few days. He said that he'd make time for us to get together and talk but ever since then, I haven't heard much from him.

Roc: I see. So what are you going on leave for anyway?

''I have no clue. Its just that mother requested my presents at once so as of notice, I must leave. He chuckled a little.

Roc: Just hope he doesn't fire you like he did Steven.

''Hmm..Me too!

Roc: Hmm.. Hope everything's alright. Mr. Montroll told me that he ran to the Mevis's house to discuss the profit for the paper we wrote and that he'll be back pretty late. But he'll definitely come back though. Just not as early as you think. You gonna wait?

''Well you know I got to. This is very important matter and I can't leave it be. Soo...yeah

Roc: So I guess I'll see you tomorrow eh? My wife will cook up a hot steaming pot of ass whooping if I don't come home.

''Yeah, yeah I hear you! Bye! (thoughts) I wish I had a wife to go home to. The last women I tried to get with cheated on me and then cheated on him with a male hooker. They have those?

Roc: Goodbye! I watched him leave as his voice faded out. The sound of the door shutting with a heavy bang made me jump a little, and the cold windy breeze from when Roc opened the door made me shake as my teeth chattered.

Two hours had past and I was getting real tired that I began to feel the sweet feeling of drowsiness and sleep every time I'd jerk my body to wake up from sleep again and again. I wearily looked at my watch and seen had that it was already 12 pm and he still wasn't back yet. I couldn't help but to wonder what was keeping him when all of a sudden I heard aloud screeching coming from the over stretched bookshelves that the Gazette had. It frightened me as I thought to myself whether or not if I should go after it or run. I decided to go after the screech as I proceeded to hid behind the shelf and peek in front of it. I saw nothing but a pool of blood and a used dagger with some letters carved on it ''Richard Fulton'' on it. I covered my mouth as I looked around for the killer but he was no where to be found. As I walked closer to follow the trial of blood I stopped in my tracks and looked down. Because the man that I call my boss was lying dead with a stab wound in his heart enabling me to let out a loud yelped. The giant square shaped lights suddenly went out as the moonlight was casted a thin shadow letting me see a tall skinny figure in front of me as he smiled at me evilly with his red eyes , the color of blood. He scrunched up his eyebrows and snicked as he held up some object. As I turned around and began to run for my life the smell of winsled blood filled my nostrils and the moonlight hit the object where I could see the object clearly. It was the dagger. I ran to the door and flunged it open so hard that my arm was sore, and I hide inside my car but as I flashed from him to the key hole I fidgeted with it trying to get it started. Now the figure was standing in front of me but I couldn't tell who or what he was or is. I looked on what read ''E'' and I automatically knew that there was no more gas in the car. I tried and tried but no luck. Can't even get it started. As the ''thing'' reached for the handle on my car I felt like crying. I reached for my rosary and flashed it at the thing and just like that it turned into an owl and flew away.

To be continued....