When Kai went into the shower, I grabbed my stuff and left. Why would I stay with that asshole? He was nothing to me, so I had no obligations towards him. I made my way up to New York, to be more specific, Manhattan. No one I knew would try to find me here, because I always used to complain about New York being 'so American'.
I walked into a botique and aimed the black leather jacket. I had to get rid of these disgusting clothes. Since I couldn't keep Tylers car, due to the license plate my friends could look for, I stopped a girl on the road. I took her car and her clothing. Unfortunately, she had no sense of style. I mean I was wearing converse. I never wore sneakers-ugh.
After I had about ten outfits in my shopping bag, I loaded them into my car and walked into a store for shoes. I needed heels, asap. With fast steps, I walked to the shelf with my favourite Heels on them.
Just as I was about to grab the shoe in my size a hand with long white nails took away the last pair left. My eyes followed the hand belonging to a blonde and way too tanned girl in her twenties. She gifted me a bitchy smile before innocently shrugging her narrow shoulders.
"Gotta be fast to walk in these heels honey."
She winked turning her back on me and walking towards the cash register. I evilly smiled to myself and followed blondie to cut her way. Her brown eyes stared me up and down with a hint of annoyance in them.
"I want those shoes."
I simply spoke, making her huff sarcastically.
"Well I don't care, now move."
"I think you don't understand.."
My hand harshly gripped on to her bony shoulder. As my grasp got even tighter, her mouth opened in pain but she didn't make a sound. I smirked into her fearful face, letting the dark veins flicker beneath my red eyes.
"Those.are.mine."
Blondie shoved the box into my hands before stepping back. She observed my face to make sure what she just saw was real but when I stamped a step towards her while making my eyes turn bloody red again, she whiningly left the store on her cheap high heels.
The feeling of satisfaction spread in my chest as I slipped into my black heels. It felt good to be bad again. After I checked my feet in the mirror, I put on my black leather jacket, winked at the security of the store and left it without even paying for the shoes. That guy was so busy with checking my ass out, he didn't even realize that he saw me commit a real crime.
The sun dimmed over the skyscrapers of New York, revealing all the secrets of the dark, including me. Since my stomach was growling, I decided to enter a random bar to get me someone to eat. After being stuck with Kai I just needed something else. Maybe a guy with black hair and a beard? The complete opposite of that bloody bastard.
The minute I sat down at the bar a Martini slid over to me. Wow- 17 seconds. That had to be a new record. I tried to hide the victorious smirk from the stranger that was walking up to me with a cheeky grin on his face.
"I hope it's not too early for Martinis."
He sat down on the stool next to me, letting me inspect his features properly. A tall young man with dark blonde hair and a light beard on his tanned cheeks.
"Actually it is. But lucky for you I want to do something bad tonight.."
After I seductively placed the triangled glass on my lips, leaving a red mark on the edge of it, I laid my hand on the counter, knowing damn well that he was going to put his hand on mine in the next few minutes. Men were so easy to read, especially when they were drunk and horny.
"I'm Jason. Jason DiLaurentis."
"My pleasure Jason DiLaurentis."
Jason was an attractive name. Easy to remember and wonderful to scream between the sheets.
"Layla St.John."
A smile appeared on Jasons face and just like I predicted, he laid his big hand on mine. I prenteded to blush a little, causing him to be even more attracted to me. He shifted his stool a little further towards me.
"So Layla, are you here all by yourself?"
"I am. My friends are busy, so here I am."
"And what about your boyfriend?"
My brows went into a straight line at his question.
"Why would you assume that I have a boyfriend."
A raspy chuckled tumbled off of Jasons lips, making me even more excited for tonight. He was really the perfect candidate and I didn't even try to find him. He single handedly signed his death sentence.
"Because you're the most beautiful woman I ever laid my eyes on."
"No doubt on that Jason, but is it really just about the looks?"
My dinner shook his head in denial before his hand touched my bare thigh. His index finger started drawing little eights on my skin while talking about how character was also important to find your soulmate, but I didn't care. I just wanted him.
"So what happened to your last boyfriend?"
Jason asked while taking a sip of his vodka soda.
"I stabbed him."
I said with a grin tugging on my lips. Even if that was the whole truth, Jason started laughing loudly. Humans were so naive. After Jason calmed down from his outburst, I took the last sip of my Martini before leaning over to him, my hand tightly holding on to his upper thigh. My enhanced hearing made me notice his rising heartbeat as I moved closer to him.
"Should we go somewhere more private?"
My lips slightly touched his earlobe when I whispered into his ear, making him go crazy. He slid a fifty dollar bill under his glass before he grabbed my wrist to pull me out of the bar I entered just an hour ago.
As soon as we left the bar, Jasons lips were all over mine. We didn't even bother to get a room or go back to his place. He was rough and I liked it. Jason moved us into a quiet alley, pushing me against the cold brick wall of an old building. His hands went under my dress cupping my curves and causing me to close my eyes in pleasure.
"I want you-"
Jason whispered against my skin while place kisses and hickeys all over my neck. And just like that he stopped. I opened my eyes just to find Jason staring at me with widened eyes. What the actual-?
Before I could even speak to him, his head fell off and rolled to my feet. His body also collapsed on my feet just to reveal a dark silhoutte standing in front of me.
"Great. You ruined my new heels Parker."
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