could it be? could it be that those blue eyes belonged to the devil? could it be that I am madly, deeply in love with death? in todays world they look down on us.. they see what they want to see not what we see. they see my scars, I see survival. they see disappointment, I see satisfaction. they see depression, I see manipulation. his name.. mm.. it just sends shivers down my back.. jerico... he lt me see him, he let his self be known to me.. death is sapost to be hiden amugested the shadows. he's sapost to kill me..
*FLASHBACK*
I sat in the ally crying, the blood ran down my arm as the tears stung my face. my mom just killed her self and my dad ran away. it was only me.. I decided I didnt want to live anymore, so I fount a razor blade and slide it up my arm, then.. those eyes.. thoses big, blue, amazing eyes appreaed form the shadows. "vanity gray?" my name rolled of his tounge so blissfuly, "y-yes.. who are you?" he knealed down and touché dmy bleeding arm moving it up. when he let lose the pain in my arm had healed, the blood had stopped dripping. "wh-what ha-happend.." he smiled revealing his white smile. "im jerico... i'll be seeing you soon." with that he got back up and disappeared into the shadows. I looked down at my arm to see a marking, it was a circle, it had inititals in it. 'J.D.S' I touched the place of the marking and slid up the wall.
*FLASHBACK OVER*
that was 2 days ago, now the marking on my skin remains there and his memory still lingers in my head.. I was only 16.. my mom had died and he left me with the sorry of an excuse of a dad. a dad who beats me every night, tourtures me every morning.. I have no friends ,nomore family, and no one to talk to.. I only had him.. i go back to that alley every night to see if he's there waiting.. but no.. only his sent.. right now i was walking home from that alley, heading back to the hell house.. i took a deep breath in and let it out slowly. "hey hey hey.. looky what we have here." i stopped in my tracks and turned around to 4 men, 2 were drinkin, 1 lite up a cigerate and the other was walking over to me with a knife in his hand. i took a step back, the man didn't like it, he olled his eyes and grabbed my arm. he twisted me around so that my back was to him, but made me face the 3 men.
"shes beautiful isn't she." he moved his knife to my hair and sniffed it. the blonde strands made there way to me face. "her hair smells like strawberrys," he moved his hand down my body and stopped at my stomach. i winced at his touch and tried to get out of his grip. he tightened on my arm, he pressed his member on my lower back. i heard a laugh then a grunt, his hand feel off my body.. his body fell to the ground with a thud. the guys stopped laughing and looked passed me, to afraid to turn around i closed my eyes and let out a tear
"2 seconds till i rip out each of your throuts.." the men started to stramble then ran in the other direction. "you ok vanity?" i opened my eyes, it was my saviors blue eyes, the same blue eyes i met 2 days ago.. "jerico.." he planted a smirk on his face, i gripped his arm and feel into him. "shh.. its ok vanity. im here."
i gripped to his arm evertime we passed people. im not sure what it was but with him i felt safe.. like no one could hurt me. "vanity.. you have a killer grip." i smirked at him, we were aproching the apartment flats. i didn't want jerico to leave yet.. "if you want.. i'll stay with you tonite...." as if he was reading my mind. i noded my head and opened the door. we walked through the empty halls and got to my door. i took out the key from my pocket and put it in the key hole. i turned the lock and opened the door. i quickly shut it as jerico enterd. he looked around the house for a moment, his eyes fixed on a picture of me, my mom and my dad. "are.. those your parents." he looked at me, i met his eyes, they flased a hint of sorrow.. i noded my head. "wheres your dad.." i shrug my shouldersand walked to the back room. "this is my room." he sat on the bed as i picked up my night clothes. i walked into my bathroom and stripped off my clothes. i threw on my tank top and boxers. iwalked out and joined jerico on the bed.. "can i ask you something?" he looked at me and smiled. "sure." i twisted my arm and ran my finger along the scar.."j.d.s.. what does it stand for? and how did it get there? i didn't feel anything?" he grabbed my arm and kissed it. "jerico david sommers. my initials. and i put it there... my marking, if i don't kill you.. i mark you, your a one time thing and nothing or no one could hurt you. and my kiss is deadly, the reason it didn't kill you.. because you cheated death.. and death is repaying you a favor.." his finger was out lineing my cuts on my arm.. we made eye contact and this time neither one of us turned away..
"vanity.. can i ask you something?" i noded my head. "why do you have these cuts.. i understand your dad hurts you, but why make more cuts." i narrowed my eyes at him.. "how do you no about my dad..."
