chapter one

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Being Here makes me want to Puke. I said to myself as I walked into the employee gas station bathroom. The people here probably never learned there fucking manners.

I kicked the door open very cautious, preparing for the worst inside the toilet bowl. I looked inside.Luckily there was nothing inside. All I saw was bits of teared up paper roll on the ground around the toilet.

I heard somebody go into the bathroom with heavy boot footsteps.

She's not suppose to be here, this is the employee restroom

I was about to shout at her to get out until her dark devilish voice shouted.

"I dont care if its later today, I just want it today!. Not tomorrow, not the day after, or even the day after that."

Oh dang... I thought to myself

"Look this is a big deal for me, and if you dont see that then..then I'll kill you!"

"Then bitch I'll like to see you try!" I blurted out without even thinking.

Dammit.

Her boots walked slowly in front of my stall, with every step I backed an inch to the wall behind me. It was the stupidest mistake I made, I didnt even know who I am dealing with. She could be a fucking terrorist for all I know.

She kicked open the door with a hard thrust.

Damn good thing I pulled my pants up

She looked liked she haven't slept for days with her little dark tea bags below her eyes. Along with her long black hair that looked like it hasn't been trimmed or even cut for years.

Her smile creeped her face as she saw my pale frighten face.

She stood there observing me with her dark onyx eyes. Her clothes were unusual looking, it wasn't something that people would where on a daily bases.

She had a little black leather jacket that showed her flat stomach. Her body figure told me she worked out 24/7 with her perfect our glass shaped figure. Her black looking tight skinny jeans traveled all the way down to her black ankle boots.

Obviously I didn't know what to do, I was shocked with fear, my brain wasn't cooperating with me at this very second.

Damn.

"Who the hell are you" I said getting up.
I didn't like her from the second she came in here

She removed her long dark hair from her face laughing. I was confused as fuck.

I didn't take this shit as a joke.

"Who are you, you fucking phyco!" I yelled in her face as loud as I can.

"You dont need to know, mind your own business." She said with her chesire smile.

I dont understand any of this shit.

"Look, I Dont want to deal with your shit so move out of my way" surprisingly I thought she won't let me go, but she did.

I pushed her out the way and ran toward the door for help.

In a quick second, she was standing right in front of me.

How the hell did she do that?

"Who are you."I was getting angrier by the second.

"I'm nobody you should know...what you should know is that your in big trouble." She pulled out a long knife, it looked like one of those knives you throw at trees.

All of a sudden she quickly grabbed my neck with all her strength and pushed me on to the wall. My muscles tensed with fear. My lungs was calling for oxygen as a burning sensation crawled all through my body.

I couldn't breath

I couldn't get help

I couldn't do nothing about it

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