F*cked up

Chapter 2, page 1

I turned to him and said, "yes?" In a soft, pitiful voice. Just like the voice Stacy used to use. I used all her mannerisms, movements and stances. I slightly blushed, out of fear and shock. He was handsome. More than a lot of boys I'd seen before. I was flattered before he had even said anything to me. "Oh hi, young sir.."

"Hello miss. I just noticed you dropped your phone, and wanted to help you retrieve it." "Oh. How kind. Thank you mr.. I wish you  the best. Have a good day!" I walked away just as Stacy would. Hoping he would simply walk away, forgetting me. He called me out. Again. "I'm sorry sir, but I'm not looking to date anyone right now." "Neither am I." He replied. He told me about himself. "I know who you are." I shook with an immense feeling of fear. Knowing this could be my first and last day free. He could end it. No. Absolutely not.

I whispered in his ear "if you tell anyone about who I am, I will end your life with no sympathy." "Okay, but will you let me finish what I wanted to say? Miss boss lady." he said ending it with a little snicker. "What?.." I said and now it ended with him saying we should team up. Now I have either a date or meeting with some top secret criminal. Atleast that's what he called himself.

I found a nice woman, with beautiful makeup applied to her soft, delicate skin.  "Could I go home with you? I have a date tonight, with a young handsome boy. I was recently kicked out and have no chance of flattering him with looks." I said and put on a pouty face to make her feel sympathetic for me. I had no bad intents for her, I simply wanted to get ready, like an innocent woman would.

At around 7pm she called the phone I stole and told me to meet her at the boutique. I walked as fast a I was able when I saw her car pull up. "Hi doll!" She said to me in a sweet southern accent. I put on a cute smile and waved. Once I was inside the car, I gave her the kindest thank you ever. I was truly so grateful for her helping me. At her house she helped me dress up. She put me in a slick dress with a dark, royal blue tone to it. Applied a spray to my hair to make it darker. When she was done I looked like a princess and the ruler of our timeline. I cryed at seeing my face so beautifal. I felt happy for the first time in a while.

I thought of that lady as more than just some girl who put me in some fancy clothes. I saw her as my savior. An angel in disguise per say. I told her how much she meant to me after she dropped me off In front of a restaurant, very close to the alleyway. I got out the car and told her to pick me up at 10pm.

After she drove away I began walking towards the alley, then I heard a gunshot. I was unprepared and unarmed. Suddenly, a horrendously loud shriek came bursting out her mouth.