Black blood

On the run

Jake (our young sassy main character)'s POV:

He stared at me blankly. For a bit longer than was comfortable, to be honest.

"Who are you?" God, he had a sexy voice.

"If you keep talking with that nice, deep voice of yours I can be whoever you want, hon"

He immediately steeled his face and his gaze darkened."When I ask a question, I expect an answer. Who are you?"

I sighted. Okay, so flirting with the sex god wouldn't take me anywhere. Having no other options left, I opted for the truth "I don't know"

Oookay. Now he was angry. He pointed his gun at my leg. "Fucking answer me. Now. The truth"

"I just told you man, I don't know. Really. Hey, did you know you swear a lo-" BAM

"Did that freshen up your memory'hon' ?"

"YOU SHOT ME!. You just friggin' shot me you psycho!"

"Yep. Let's try again" He was about to point the gun at my other leg when a police siren started sounding in the distance. "Fuck" He studied me for a minute and tsked."Get up"

"What?"

"I told you to get up damn it! We're leaving. Now." He was a demanding little bitch. 

"Fine" I told him. I stretched my arms towards him, and shaked them when he just stood there. Doing nothing. "You just put a bullet in my leg. My ankle is broken. How exactly do you expect me to go, in a flying unicorn?" I gave him a smug smile. I'd caught him. It was easy to tell he was seriously considering just abandoning me here but instead just dropped his weapon and lifted me up in a fireman carry. Not the sexiest way to do it, I know, but seeing as he was already pissed I didn't want to worsen my situation by telling him I'd rather be carried princess style. Plus, my butt was resting just next to his face. I smiled really big and gave my ass a little wiggle."Enjoying the vie- AUCH!" -I could hear him snickering. Mhm, so it had worked. I faked being offended anyway- "You slapped me"

"You are very observant" He suddenly stopped moving and tilted his head slightly "The syren is getting closer. Fuck".

Well, there went the nice mood I had got going. "Not your friends I presume?"

"And not yours either. You can be sure of that. We have to leave but I can't go into town with you out in the open like this. Not with the cops around. Hell, they might even think I did this to you"

"Soo....?"

"So we need something to- that's it!" A really creepy smile spread on his face. I really didn't want to know what that smile meant. "I have an idea". I didn't want to know what that meant either.

He rudely dropped me on the ground and rumaged around in the alley"Yes!" He said, holding up something that looked like...

"What do you want a trash bag for?"

"You're going in it" He had to be kidding.

"I hope I didn't just hear what I think I heard"

"And I hope you're getting in the bag in the next ten seconds, or I'm cutting you up in little pieces, getting you in myself, and throwing you in the fucking dumpster" He seemed serious so I considered it for a moment.

"Fine" I said, finally.

"Good. Now g-"

"But! On one condition" He was getting impatient and I wasn't a fan of ending up as a cutted up corpse it a dumpster in the middle of who knows where so I hurried to ask him what I had been dying to ask this whole time:"What's your name?"

"What the hell kinda question is that?"

"My condition. You tell me your name, I get in the bag"

"No. Now hurry the fuck up"

"Mh-hmm" I shaked my head. We were running out of time and we both knew it.

"Fine!" He growled.

"..."

"..."

"....and?"

"Angelo"

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Soooo.......? Did you guys like the chapter? Do you like Jake's sassy ass? (because I sure do). Sorry for not updating earlier. Good news is, the next chapter is almost already done too so I'll be posting it soon. I know there are not many people reading this, but those who do, please feel free to comment on anything!