"Hello? Anyone there?" Someone banged my apartment's door weakly. Surely it's another idiot who likes to play pranks on me. Gritting my teeth angrily, I wrenched open the door and was about to shout "F.O." when a guy about nineteen glanced up at me with his right hand pressed against a wound on his left shoulder. "Get me a towel," was what he said to me. I was shocked but I still made it to the front door with a clean towel and a glass of water. He then pressed the towel against his injury and ignored the glass of water. "Hello? Do you want the water?" I asked. "Nope. And thanks for the towel. I'll return it to you someday." And then he was gone. Just like that. Whatever.
I didn't forget him, though. Two days have passed since that encounter with him. I was looking forward to seeing him again, but I guess I just wanted to check whether he's recovering. Two nights ago before he pressed the towel against his injury, his hands had left that area for a while and I could see that the injury might have been caused by some mysterious slashes...Weird...
Sure enough, he turned up to return the towel. "Thanks," he said to me. Before I could even ask him for his name, he went off. Idiot!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~1 Week Later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ding...Dong!!!" the doorbell rang the 51th time this week. Eeerrrrrrk! Those guys in my school are just getting too much. Just because my parents just passed away a few months ago doesn't mean I need the guys from my whole school to disturb me. I flung open the door. To my surprise, it was the 'injured guy'. "Come," he said and without waiting for my reply, he pulled me out and everything became a blur to me...
When i awoke, he was staring at me with a wicked grin that was enough to make me shiver...
note- I'll be continuing this story when I have the time, because my computer is very hard to on. But I promise I'll continue it very soon. :)
