It had been a week since our kiss in the club bathroom and I came up with a plan to see how he actually felt for me. Even though he said it didn't exist, he would make me breakfast and carry things when I was more than capable or even doing house chores.
So tonight I told him I was meeting up with some people from school to celebrate finishing the second portion of the year before the final of Jr year. His expression was upsetting.
"Who?"
"People from school. I am already late." I brushed on a touch up of my black lipstick and went through the door. I turned back to find only a solid expression on his face.
Diving in the car to the restaurant down the street, I felt empowered. He would have thought I spent the evening with people my age and I would have won his feelings. But I sat there, a blood curling voice ruined any and all happy thoughts that I had.
"Ah, so Lillith is all alone?" Larry said as I heard him come near me. But as he came to view, I saw how he had bandages and scars.
"Just enjoying the view." Saying with a tease. Usually, I would just keep my mouth shut though with the number of times he has embarrassed me it was my turn to give some harassment.
"I knew you've had a thing for me Lil." He says cruelly. I burst out laughing when his comment hits my ear.
"Oh, you poor thing Larry, how utterly wrong you are." As I go to stand up his hand is hard on my shoulder.
"Looks like you know who isn't here to save you. What did you guys brake up and he move on already?" I went to slap him, but he had beat me to it, his hand hitting my cheek super hard. I realized his friends had gotten aroused by the attention. They outnumbered me by an even 10.
"Let's go talk outside." Giving me a sinister smile.
"Let's just do it here Larry..."
"Get your ass up Lillith." His grip hard on my upper-arm I could feel his finger pinching the skin.
I fought all I could even knocking Larry into a table. But the friends he had grabbed me aggressively throwing me into the street. I had gotten back up on my feet, Larry was standing before me. His fingers looped into his jeans as his mouth formed a evil grin. I didn't want to think about what was about to happen, It went straight into motion and the streetlights where bright.
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Mystic Johnosn's BEAUTY - in killing.
Misteri / ThrillerLilith has had a rough life. Neglected forced to grow up young, and distant form most of her peers alongside from two of her friends who are more enticed by the thought of popularity than anything else. Though after she met Scott everything chang...