The Demon's Girl

Prologue

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KIm's p.o.v

I was dancing around at a party, almost eleven, hanging out with my best guy friend, Alex. No, he's not Alex Gaskarth, but Alex Winston. It was his sister's, Mariah, party, so naturally, I had to crash. We were dancing around like animals, screaming out songs as lous as we could without a care in the world.

"This party is sick!" I screamed in his ear.

"I know1 Isn't it amazing!" he yelled back.

I giggled and dancing around as Kids in the Dark by All Time Low. Alex took my waist and picked me up, spinning me around in a circle. I shrieked and giggled, holding on to him as tight as possible. He put me and stared into my blue eyes, not saying anything. I smiled at him, slowly pulling away. Thankfully, my phone rang, breaking the awkwardness between us.

"I'm going outside to take this," I said.

I pushed through people and walked out, the cool September air hitting my face. I picked up my phone and held it to my ear. "Hello?" I said.

"Kimmiekins, where are you? Are you okay?" I heard Patrick say on the other line.

"Baby, I'm fine. I'm at a party right now. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you," I replied.

"Do you want me to come pick you up? I don't want you to get hurt," he said.

I looked through the window and saw Alex chugging down two bottles of beer. I groaned and rolled my eyes. "No, it's cool. I'll be home shortly, Pattycakes."

"Okay then. Call me soon," Patrick said

"I will, silly bear. Love you," I answered.

"I love you too, Kimmiekin."

I hung up and opened the door, revealing Alex smiling at me. "Going so soon?" he asked. I nodded and took the plate of chocolate cake he had in his hand. "Patrick's worried about me, so I'm ditching this joint. Thanks for inviting me, and tell Mariah she did an amazing job with this party, and the cake is delicious," I said.

"Let me drive you home," Alex offered.

I smiled nervously and shook my head. "it's fine. I have own ride," I said, motioning to my red pick up truck. "Besides, judging from the nauseous smell of alcohol, it's clear to say that your drunk."

"I'm not that drunk. Just a little tipsy," Alex assured her. "Besides, I'm sure Patrick won't mind if we just took a short drive around the town."

Alex snatched my keys from my hand and got in the truck. I groaned and shook my head, getting in the truck as well. Letting a slightly drunk man drive my baby was not the smartest thinf to do, but I was weak against Alex's "biceps" so there was nothing for me to do. He turned on the ignition and we drove off. I switched on the radio and beamed when I heard My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark came on.

"Speaking of Patrick," Alex said.

I giggled and began singing along to Patrick's voice. Alex laughed at me and draped his arm over my seat. "Alex, you know how much I hate it when people drive like that," I told him. Alex smirked at gave a sly smile, winking at me.

"Come on, pookybear. Chillax," he purred.

I glared at him and punched his arm. "I hate being called pookybear, too." Alex chuckled and stared at the road, swerving around a bit. "That's it. Get out of the car and give me the keys. You're fucking drunk and I don't want to get in a car accident."

"We'll be fine, pookybear. Don't be such a killjoy," Alex slurred.

I watched him chug down a bottle of beer and snatched it away. "You can't drink while you're driving, moron! You could get us in a-" I stopped in mid sentence as we swerved off the road and into a ditch. "Accident." Alex smiled and winked at me.

"Well, we may be here for a while. Might as well make the most of it," he said, leaning in.

I shoved his face away and glared at him. "I've told you several times, Alex, I'm taken," I yelled, exasperated. I groaned and got out of the car, as well as Alex. In front of was a forest of trees in front of us, the branches waving at us.

"I'm calling Patrick," I said, whipping out my phone.

"Sure, call your boyfriend, Pattycakes. I mean, Pattycakes is so amazing and talented, not like your best friend since preschool," Alex retorted.

"Excuse me, motherfucker, you're the one who drove my baby into a ditch when you're drunk off your ass. Don't play with my, bastard," I snapped back.

Alex rolled his eyes and looked around. I heard the radio in the truck crackle and buzz, and the wind blew heavily around us. My phone screeched in my ear then turned off. I gulped and rubbed my arms. "Alex, I think we should leave," I said. Alex smirked and walked into the creepy woods.

"Blonde ass pussy," he mumbled.

I glared at him and threw my IPhone at him. "You're a drunk cunt, you know that?" I growled at him, grabbing my phone and stomping off. Alex caught up and we walked together. I rubbed my arms and looked around, but all I saw was darkness and trees.

"I should have had Patrick come pick me up," I said.

Alex groaned and rolled his eyes. "Can we have a nice conversation without you going on about your boyfriend?" he yelled. I stared at Alex with a death glare, muttering, "At least Patrick's not an asshole like you."

Alex was about to retaliate, but stopped and threw up. i froaned and rubbed his back soothingly as he emptied his tank. "Shhhhh. Let it out, Alex. You're fine," I whispered. After a while, Alex stood up and I wiped mis face clean of throw up. He smiled and took my hand.

"Where would I be without you?" he asked.

"Dead," I replied.

Alex chuckled and held me close to him. I tried pushing him off, but he was really strong. I gagged at the smell of his vomit and alcohol mixed breath, coughing. He inched closer your a kiss, but a loud roar interrupted up.

"What was that?" I asked.

Alex ignored me and looked around. "Hello? is anyone there?" he shouted. I saw a loof of panic on his face and he tugged on my arm. "We should go. Right now," he said. I followed his gaze and felt s strange, uncomfortable feeling. "Alex?" I asked.

"Run, Kimberly! Run!" Alex yelled all of the sudden.

I didn't hesitate and ran as fast as I could in my boots. I ran and ran, past trees and dodging bushes, until I collapsed to the ground. I panted heavily, trying to regain my breath. I brushed my hair off my face and looked around. "Alex? You there?" I called out. A loud, piercing, painful scream echoed in the air, grabbing my attention. I got up once againa and ran to the voice.

"Alex? Alex!" I screamed.

I finally stopped, a wave of nausea hit my nose. I followed the scent and screamed with everything I had inside me. Alex, my best friend, lying in bloodied grass, lifeless. His chest was exposed, and etched on it on "She's Mine".

"ALEX!!!!" I screamed.

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P.S THE GIRL IN THE PHOTO IS KIM PAISLEY, PATRICK'S GIRLFRIEND