Biting Back (Completed)

What's on the menu?

It's dark out already? I asked my myself as I looked out of the window. I better hurry up and get some dinner before I'm too late. I looked at the time 11:23 p.m. Holy shit, Where did the time go? I hurried to put on my shoes and jacket and ran out to see if I could make it to my favorite diner. I was too late. I stopped running disappointed at everything in my life. As I was walking I noticed a familiar figure in the shadow in an ally. I stopped and stared for an uncomfortable amount of time without realizing. I still wasn't sure if it was that stanger again or someone else. He noticed me staring and stepped out into the light like in a dramatic villain reveal in the movies. It was him... whatever his name is. "You're kinda- " is stopped myself from making myself a complete clown again. "What? Hot, handsome, mysterious?" He anwsered back. "Exactly." I blushed and slapped my forehead like a dumbass. I only meant the mysterious part. Wait was he flirting. I gave him a suspicious look for being suggestive like that. "What are you prowling around at this hour in flip flops and a winter jacket." I started blushing again and looked down at my shoes. "I was in a rush. I thought I would make it to my favorite diner but I was too late." I anwsered back disappointed and sighed. I know a place he claimed. "That's ok, I can eat instant ramen at home, thanks anyway." I said to him back. He was a little too eager for being a guy in a relationship. I turned around and started walking away but then I stopped and reconsidered the offer. I was starving and no amount of instant ramen would fufill my hunger. I looked back to see if he was gone. He must have return to the ally. What was he doing there anyways. I was about to start walking as I walked into something. "What the fuck?" I said automatically as a confused response as I bumped into him. I looked at him like I had never seen him before. "Were you following me?" I asked him befuddled. "No?" He anwsered questioning himself. I asked him where the place he knew was located. He said he would rather show me. I put my trust in him yet again. Why do I keep sacrificing my own life and sanity for no reason. I mean my excuse this time was that I'm too hungry to care. I need food and I need it now.
We walked for a few minutes and then he stopped in front of an abandoned looking building. This is a mistake. He's going to kill me and turn me into stew. "I'm not on the menu am I. Why are we in front of an abandoned building?" I said regretting saying that just as the words left my mouth. I can already picture people at my funeral crying and then Daliah going to the podium and begin to tell my life story and ending her speech by saying "her last word were and I quote "I'm not on the menu am I." Right before she was torn limp from limp and turned into a delicious mushroom stew with the added pieces of her flesh. A great loss for all of us. Now she would have wanted us to enjoy this mushroom stew. it's served just by the entrance if anyone would like." I would be looking up at her from hell clapping proudly. Great ending to an unfortunate and forgettable life.
He suggested we go inside. "I'm not going to end up on one of those true crime docs am I?" I asked him with a serious expression. "No, they only make those about people who are of importance to others." He anwsered sarcastically. I stared at him scared just as he opened the door to the building. "Come on I'm not going to kill you. If I was going to I would have done it already." He said to me mockingly. "On second thought I'm not really that hungry anymore..." I told him as I cautiously took a few steps back. "I wouldn't do that if I were you..." He said worryingly. I took a few bigger steps back and didn't realize I walked off the curb and onto the street. A cab was driving full speed and was about to hit me as he ran and grabbed me and we fell down on to the pavement on the other side of the street. I was still in his arms as he broke my fall. I was in shock as I stood up slowly. What the fuck repeated in my head as I was making sense of what happend. He stood up slowly as he held his left hand on his right arm. "I'm so sorry..." I said quietly as I looked back at him. "You still hungry?" He asked me like none of that had just happend. "Oh I'm fine... are you okay though?" I anwsered him concerned and confused. "Come on, I know your starving." He grabbed my hand and led me back to the abandoned building. We walked up four floors and I was so tired after walking up all those stairs. My heart was beating so fast it was like it was running a marathon. I was both scared and exhausted after all that walking. He finally let go of my hand and grabbed his keys in his pocket and opened a door marked 888. When he opened the door it looked like a completely different building. My jaw dropped as I saw how nice the place looked. "You live here?" I asked him shocked. He told me he had been living there for awhile now and he had been away for a quite some time so he hadn't redecorated yet. It already looked like an apartment paradise. It was huge and spacious with windows to die for(literally), and it looked like he had more than one room which is astounding. How did he afford all this. He told me to sit down in the living room while he would make something. "I should go though. I mean, your dating my friend. I'm not going to betray her and get in the way between you two." I told him. He looked at me with sorrowful eyes. He reminded me of a lost puppy returned to the dog pound never to be reunited with his family again. But he wasn't a lost puppy, in fact he might be about as close as he can to being a serial killer then anything. "Me and Daliah?" He anwsered me confused. "Unless your also dating all my  other friends too, then yeah. Who else would I be talking about." I anwesered him jokingly. "Me and Daliah haven't really been dating. She has the wrong idea." He anwsered. "The wrong idea. She literally introduced you as her boyfriend and you said nothing." I anwsered as I was getting angry at this point. Had he been using my friend and playing with her for all this time. "I wasn't going to break the news to her and humiliate her in front of her friends." He anwsered. "But you should have told her the day after before she went over to my place and woke me up accusing me of sleeping with you and pouring cold water all over me and also calling me an Ed sheeran wanna be." I anwsered him boldly. "I already talked to her and told -wait did you say Ed sheeran wanna be?" He asked confused with a smirk on his face. "Yes. But that's besides the point." I anwsered but he was already laughing. "I mean I can kind of see the resemblance, the red hair and blue eyes." He managed to say as he was laughing his ass off. I sighed as I was losing my patience. He finally stopped laughing and caught his breath. "I'm sorry. I wanted to cook something nice for you. I'm a great cook I promise. Think of me as a personal chef." He said as he was trying to normalize his breathing. I sat down in the living room and waited for him to finish his cooking as I was starving. I could smell something delicious in the air. My stomach growled as my nostrils filled with the delicious scent of his cooking. He called me to the kitchen and told me to sit down by the kitchen island. I sat down and he put a plate of pasta in front of me. I devoured it all in almost one big gulp. It was so delicious but my jugement was clouded by my hunger, so I might be over rating it because I was starving but either way it tasted like heaven in the moment. I thanked him for the meal and also for saving my ass back there, literally, I mean not just my ass, but my life. I told him I should get going and that I wasn't comfortable with him and I interacting like this. He offered to walk me home again, but I declined this time.