Prologue

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"There you go again", she said, "stop rubbing on my thighs."

But she didn't want him to stop, she wanted him to keep going. She wanted him to softly put his hand underneath her shirt and stroke her stomach. Then gently go underneath her bra and caresse her nipples. But she moved his hand away and turned towards him. She looked in his big beautiful eyes and said,

"John im not ready."

But she was ready. She wanted him to take her virginity right there in the front seat of his car. She felt so lucky. She was with Johnathan Stricker, the richest, hottest, most popular and athletic stud in school. He, just a week ago, broke up with his girlfriend Presetta White, the president of the school, and head cheerleader, and debate president, and head of the school's PTA. Like how is that shit even possible !? She is really crying out for help !
Anyway every girl now wanted a piece of John and he chose her, the new girl from Idaho. Memphis, Tennessee was hot and so was John.

John then said, "The way you were sucking on my lips earlier told me otherwise. But I didn't bring you to my favorite spot in this city to lip lock all night long."

They were parked at Fuller Park, and it was night time. In this part of the town the city lights did not block out the night sky though. The stars and the moon illuminated the area with bright peace. The parking lot was in a cove surrounded by tall oak trees.

"Well what makes you think I was putting out on the first date ?" She said with sass.

"Baby we don't have to go all the way," he said with charm, "I just wanna show you something."

Feeling overheated and ready to blow was all the feelings she had... and something else. Some feeling that she could not describe, but it made chills shoot down her spine. She shook off this feeling and decided to make her move. She wanted John to take control, but since he wasn't doing a god job at it she decided to lead. She moved closer to him and rested her hand on his thigh. Then she leaned in even closer and started to kiss his big juicy brown lips. She sneakily moved her hand up his thigh and made her way to the crouch of his pants. However, to her surprise, John was not the big dawg on campus like everyone made him out to be. I mean he was on hard, but it would be hard seeing without a magnifying glass. Even so she kept rubbing that area giving him false hope. John then stopped kissing, looked her dead in her eyes and said,

"I told you that you are ready. You just might teach me something new."

Just as he said that, the atmosphere of the car got freezing cold. So cold that both of them could see one another's breathe. John instantly looked at the A/C but it was not on. The car wasn't even cranked. She leaned back in her seat and asked John what's going on. All he could do was rearrange his little man so it wouldn't feel the cold chill. She rolled her eyes and said,

"Dude thats not your main concern, it probably don't even have any nerves to feel the cold...since its so small! "

John laughed and said, "but you was about to put this dick in your mouth hoe!"

She yelled, "I would never put small worms in my mouth... Lil John!"

As if their argument had triggerd a butterfly effect, the back windshield of the car was spit in half by a large crack going down the center. John looked in disbelief at the crack then lookd at her, then told her to be quite. But the damage was done and Evil lingered in the air. Suddenly something broke through the glass in the girl's passenger window. A hand with boney fingers and long nails reached in the car and grabbed her by the throat. She could not scream, for it was squeezing the life out of her. John just watched, frozen by terror. She managed to exert some horrific sound and it caused John to awake out of his shock. He quickly leaned foward to help, but the Evil was faster. It dug its long nails in her skin and ripped her throat open. She squealed lightly and John's heart dropped. Blood sprayed everywhere. The seats, the windows and windshields, and John were drenched in her blood. Then the hand grasped the back of her head and flung her out the window and into the woods. The Evil disappeared from the window. John decided this was his time to escape. He put his keys in the ignition and cranked the car, but the night still breathed of death. The hood of the car caught ablaze and all four tires exploded. John was stuck and the Evil had returned. This time a head emerged in the passenger window and Evil was insidious. John saw it, the face...those eyes...those teeth... Evil glared at him. John saw his legs...the flesh burning off of them. He saw his hands...holding his stomach as it fatally bled. Then John saw the Evil's face once more. He was trapped there, locked away forever from the light...in the darkness...with the Evil...suffering...in Hell!

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 26, 2015 ⏰

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