Vibrations of satisfaction erupted warm depths of my body. This was the effect of of the fruit drink I consumed vary of times. The drink gave me confidence, it made me brave. It was the perfect ally to the night of my 21st birthday.
"WOOO!", I yelped out in utterly happiness as my favorite song came on while I swayed my hips to the beat.
My ruby red fitted dress allowed me to move freely and exposed my long, flawless, cream colored legs. I use to be very self conscience about my body, but not tonight baby, I flaunted everything. I let the liquor and music take over me,singing the lyrics in my sweet melodic voice.
"There's something in this liquor.. The air is getting thicker.."
I danced real slow and I could feel each male's attention turn towards me, and that flattered me.
"Khelie!" A soft force yanked me by my shoulder.
"Oh!" I yelped, startled by the sudden touch.
It turns out, it was just my best friend, practically my sister, Taylor. She is absolutely stunning. Her Hershey colored skin, with no blemishes in sight stand out perfectly in the club's neon lights. Her hair is cut in a fashionable bob straight out of the magazine! She was slightly shorter than me because of the fact that my legs were longer,but hers were huge with muscle. Her thick, coke bottle frame snuggled in her "back out" platinum dress. Now, she had her hip thrown to the side, in her sassy mode as usual.
"Girl, what has gotten into you?" She shouted over the loud music," I've never seen you this way before!"
Barely hearing her muffled voice, I grinned drunk edgy in response. She rolled her eyes and grasped my wrist, leading me into the bathroom. I groaned in aggravation, to be a small person she is very persistent.
As soon as we entered the bathroom, she turned to face me with worried eyes.
"Kenny is here." She said, her voice laced with fear.
My breathing paused. My lips gaped in complete horror. The world around me went silent as soon as I heard that name,Kenny. He was my ex, and I loved him to death until.. he started to show a new side of him. He was going through a lot in his family, so he took it out on me, beating me into a bloody pulp. As any stupid girl would, I took him back multiple times until I had enough. I finally reported him and had him sent to jail as the threats gotten more serious. But he's back now, how did he find me?
My limbs started to tremble vigorously, shaking the ground that I stood on. Taylor quickly wrapped her arm around my shoulder, to comfort me like always when I was in this state.
"Calm down, it's okay, breathe.." She said, even her voice was unsteady. She fears him as much as I do.
I frantically turned to face the bright mirror, gazing at my reflection. My long brunette hair was slightly puffed at the base. My caramel skin was pale from fright of the terrible news. My Bambi eyes were even wider, so wide that it's unusual. Freckles accomplished my cheeks and nose area, almost smothering my entire face.
"I'm f-f-fine." I finally spoke, trying to regain my composure.
I took in long breaths of air , inhaling then exhaling again. We couldn't stay in this bathroom forever, I have to call the police.
I quickly pulled out my phone in my pocket book, only to see that I had no service and I was only charged to 1%.
I looked to Taylor, but we both knew that she hasn't had her phone on her for months.
"Shit!" I protested, grabbing onto the sink.
I have to think of a solution, quick and in a hurry. I suddenly became brave again and began to walk out the bathroom grabbing Taylor hand, or was it the alcohol..
"Where are we going!" She said holding her ground, chin dropping at my action.
"We just can't stay in here like some frighten puppies." I began, in a stern voice, "we at-least need to leave NOW."
She nodded accordingly, agreeing with my idea. She followed me out of the bathroom, keeping a close look from every direction. I pushed through the crowd rudely, getting some dirty looks and smart comments. Soon enough, we reached the side door and received a breeze from the cool night air. A smile came upon my lips, knowing we both made it through successfully. But I was wrong..
Suddenly I heard a scream, but then muffled. I spun around.. Then there he was, a gun to Taylor head while restraining her with one hand over her mouth. He saw the horror in my expression, and shot me his sly smile which increased his Indian features.
"Been a while baby." His voice boomed in a mocking tone," I've missed you."
I glared at him in disgust, but dared not to say a word, because of fear of my friend's life. He did not like my reaction at all. The gun clicked.
"Speak when I'm fucking talking to you." He growled, tightening his grip on Taylor. She squirmed at the movement.
"No!" The protest escaped my lips, releasing in the cold air.
His expression softened at my reaction, almost pleased with the horror.
"That's much better.." He said with a slurred voice.
"Kenneth this-"
"Don't call me that!" Fury fueled his voice, and he shook Taylor violently.
All of a sudden, Kenny shouts out, jumping back waving his hand. He was bleeding rapidly, blood gushing from his fingers and pouring down his arm. Taylor had proof of the bite, oozing down her chin. She opened her mouth to speak to me, maybe to tell me to run, but it was too late. The loud gun shot echoed through every cell in my body. Drops of warm liquid, splattered against my face, spotting it with red. Her eyes were wide, she was still like a painting. She was only two steps away from me, with her arms slightly up..but they fell. Her whole body fell with a sickening thud against the concrete. My scream was caught in my lungs, trapped by the forced down tears. My body began to tremble once more, and I could not help but have overlapping waterfalls down my cheek. My legs wobbled, barely supporting me. I gave up and dropped to my knees besides her body. I sobbed into her chest, not caring about the blood staining me.
"The bitch had it coming." He said looking down at her lifeless body that I caressed.
"Go to hell." I snapped, in between sobs.
He snickered, " As long as you're going with me.."
He slowly raised the gun in my direction, making every second last. He grinned at me, that devilish grin. As he slowly begins to pull the trigger, I squeezed my eyes tight, prepared to feel the bullet break my skin. But I felt nothing.. Just a sudden, powerful wind blew by. Confused, my eyes shot open and I gasped at the sight.
This man, in a black suit, had Kenny pinned against the building by his throat at least two feet above his head. His body was outstandingly fit, not like any I've seen before. And his hair was a brilliant blonde, curled almost perfectly to his ears. He seemed to have masculine features, but I couldn't really tell from this distance.
Even though it appeared I was safe now, I still felt sorrow. I was filled with guilt in my heart of this death which was all my fault.
A gun shot rang through my ears, my eyes went frantic. Kenny happened to still have the gun in his hand and fired it into the stranger's temple. I slowly waited for him to fall.. To release his grip.. But he didn't. He didn't even bleed!
Kenny's eyes were filled with horror as much as mines were, the stranger released him to his level and placed his hands on both sides of Kenny's head.
A vicious crackling sound pierced my ears. I watched in shock as another body fell. My world began to spin, I couldn't breathe properly. I couldn't keep my gaze off the stranger as he turned to face my eyes.
"Come." He Said as a demand , with his right hand out, patiently waiting for me to approach him.
Without noticing it, I stood up, my posture firm and stable. I put one foot in front of the other, coming towards him. A faint smile came across his lips as I approached him. My eyes began to get cloudy as I focused on his features. My mind remained blank, almost empty with only one motive, to embrace him.
Not waiting for me to get any closer, he extended his right arm and pulled me to his chest by my waist. I was only inches away from his face jand now it was obvious that he was breath taking.
His blonde hair contained curls with definite volume, even his baby hairs curled at his hair line. He had summer kiss skin, slightly tanned but he was obviously Caucasian. But his eyes.. They made my heart skip several beats. They stood on his face like blue, sapphire gems, staring deeply into mine.
"Mmm.." He said , biting his bottom lip, raising my chin gently to look up at him.
I braced myself,expecting a kiss, but instead a strong force slammed me into the building wall. The wind was knocked out of me as I gasped for air ,but all I got were a set of lips press against mine. His lips took completely over control, leading the way into temptation. His hands began to wonder down my backside. My body was completely numb with pleasure, I could feel my senses burning as this goes on.
He swiftly releases his lips from mine and began kissing on my jaw, then made his way to my neck. My breathing was ragged and uneven,nearly panting into his golden hair. He suddenly stops at the collar of my dress and inhales.
"Uhh.." He said, his unknown accent was now noticeable, "you smell so divine."
My cheeks heated, blood instantly rushing to my jaw. He notices this and chuckles.
"That was.. Cute." He said with confident eye contact.
He placed his hands firmly on my waist once more with no hesitation and pulled me closer to him. Raising his right hand, he ran his fingers through my messy, tangled hair. I flinched from his sudden touch and he gave me a reassuring smile. He gently gripped the back of my head and pushed my lips against his. His lips slowly molded with mine in a rhythmic pattern that I had to fall along with. I did not resist, I gave into the kiss as I let my whole body drop in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him even closer into me, I didn't want him to let me go. I was hurting inside, I was almost dying with guilt and pain. But it was odd, I wanted this to happen. Everything went black.. All was silent. But I knew I was safely in his arms.
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