I was deep in my thoughts that Wednesday morning, I couldn't focus on schoolwork. " I had seen Dahlia at class the other day but she hasn't been to class in a while, it makes me slightly worried that the beautiful girl that I had seen so many days ago, isn't at school. I can't believe how much of a stalker I sound like right now, but I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong, it wasn't like her when she was in middle school to miss out on so many days of school as she is now. I wonder if she's sick, maybe depressed, or even being bullied! I really hope she's not being bullied! ......Wow I still really sound like a stalker." I pondered, hearing a distant come to scream my name as I practically fell out of my seat.
"KARSAN BATES!!!" My bio-tech teacher yelled.
"Y-Yes ma'm!! Sorry!! What was the question again!?" I stuttered out and the teacher rolled her eyes.
"Now I remember why I hate everyone......except a few people, or maybe more.........I wonder what a gay rabbit looks like........probably rainbow..." My thoughts wonder.
After school, 3:30 pm.
I was walking home to get ready for work when I had heard some beautiful yet erie singing in the forest across the street, it was like a sad, but happy circus song. Out of curiosity I had quickly ran across the street, progressing my way into the forest, cautiously. As I progressed, I seen a girl with dark black hair, her completion like a porcelain doll. From afar, her eyes looked a weird Crimson red. "Who is that..?" I thought. I had cautiously progressed closer to the girl but winded up stepping on a stick. She quickly whipped her head around and I had hid behind a big tree.
Her eyes narrow, as if she was glaring. Once she looked away, I quickly and quietly. I ran for home as fast as I could. As I walked in, I seen my father piercing a dangerous glare at me.
"What?"
"Not paying attention in class again..? And where in the hell have you been??"
I sighed at his words, I knew this was coming. But I was too tired to listen to it right now, so I just went up to my room, ignoring him screaming my name to get my attention.
YOU ARE READING
The Beautiful Yet Wicked Dahlia.
Horror"I didn't know she was that crazy until it happened, it wasn't my fault!" WARNING!! Contains girl x girl relationships! If that's not your cup of tea them DON'T read!!
