Black Damask (Ghorror)

1| Now what have I become?

Devin's POV

"Fuck!" I jumped back as boiling hot water spurted out of the tap onto my pale hands. Why can't bars just fix their fucking plumbing. Quickly, I ran my hands under the water with soap until the hot water was just too much before drying them off and looking in the mirror.

My makeup was only just beginning to smudge and crack but I had to admit, I still looked good. Black eyeliner and eye shadow ringed my eyes, making the blue in my eyes appear brighter, and my lips were coated in a deep purple lipstick. Framing my face, my black hair hung messy (but in a sexy way) down to my shoulders. I wore skinny jeans with rips up the legs up to the top of the thighs and a black crop top with long sleeves that covered the majority of my hands.

Running my fingers through my hair to sort out any bits out of place, I smiled briefly at my reflection before turning on my heel and walking out of the shitty bathroom. Only, as soon as I opened the door I collided with another body. I began to fall back but an arm solidly wrapped around my waist, pulling me back up so I was face to face with my best friend, Balz, grinning at me.

"Careful Ghosty, I don't want you breaking your neck." He chuckled, keeping me close to him and I didn't really mind, I knew Balz had a thing for me since highschool but he never let it cause any problems as he knows I have issues with romantic relationships.

I rested my hand on his chest and played with his t-shirt, looking up at him through my eyelashes, "Don't worry, I got you to catch me whenever I need" Smirking, I leaned into him "You're my hero." Then I leant up and gave him a playful kiss on the corner of his mouth before pulling away out of his grasp.

He rolled his eyes but cheeks started to become tinted pink, "You tease too much, you know. Come on, Ryan's waiting with another round in the booth."

"You go ahead, I'm just going outside for a couple of minutes." I said as I side step around.

"Want company?" He asked after me.

I turned my head back to look at him, "I'll be okay for five minutes, don't worry." Shooting another smile his direction, I look ahead again and head out the bar door into the night.

The air was chillier than usual, making me regret wearing the crop top but I guess the damage was already done. I headed around the corner of the building and then leant against it while pulling out a pack of cigarettes and popping the last one between my lips and chucking the empty packet away.

I went to light it but my lighter decided to be an ass, causing me to groan in frustrstion and throw it at a wall.

"Need a light?" I looked up to see a greasey guy in heavy leather offering his lighter with the flame going. Not one to refuse a oppurtunity while it's there, I leant forward and lit my cigarette, gratefully enhaling the smoke then watching it float away as I blew it out.

"Thanks." I said and leant back casually against the wall.

"So, what's a pretty thing like you doing alone out here?" He slowly strolled towards me, tattooed hands now in his pockets.

I shifted uncomfortably as he was now only a foot away, invading my privacy. "Just enjoying a smoke." Was all I replied with.

The man's eyes drifted over my body, taking in each piece of exposed skin. "How much would it cost for you to show me a good time?"

Scowling, I looked at him annoyed "I don't do that."

The man was now almost chest to chest with me, his large hands trapping me in place against the brick wall. "Really? You sure look like it."

"Fuck off." I growled and tried to pull away but before I knew it one of the hands was closed around my throat and forcing me against the brickwork again, causing me to smack my head and my vision to blur.

"You ain't going nowhere." His free dirty hand slid over my skin, scratching it with his short nails. Disgusted, I suddenly managed to knee him in his groin and made a break for the opening to the street when his grip loosened.

Unfortunately, moments later a hand gripped my hair and yanked me back, throwing me to the floor - landing heavily. "You nasty little shit!" The man yelled down at me before his boot collided with my side, knocking me straight over. Several more kicks followed that, tears forming in my eyes and whimpering noises escaping my lips at the increasing pain of each blow.

"Hey! Get away from him!" Shouted a new voice, I didn't recognise it. All I knew was that the new comer had tackled the guy who had been kicking my broken feeling ribs.

"Oh my god! Chris, wait for back up you shithead!" A second softer sounding panicked voice shouted which was then followed by a third and finally voice that was acompanied with a warm hand touching my bicep.

"Hey, open your eyes for me? You're okay now." The voice was sweet which made it hard for me to not do as he asked.

My vision was still slightly blurry when I cracked my eyes open but nothing could ever of stopped me noticing the incredible blue eyes looking down at me. I took a moment to take him in. Black jeans and hoodie with a HIM t-shirt. Slightly longer than shoulder length black hair. A pale face with heavy black eye shadow and spider bite piercings. If I was honest, he was gorgeous.

The stranger smiled softly as me, "What's your name?"

Without even thinking I responded with a shakey voice, "D-devin or Gho-ost, I don't mind."

"Nice to meet you, Ghost." The stranger said, then carefully trying to sit me up. "I'm Ricky, by the way." He then gestured the two men standing by now unconcious attacker.

Ricky pointed to the ridiculously tall one first with long black hair, multiple lip piercings and a misfits t-shirt "That's Chris." Ricky then pointed to the other man standing with Chris. He had longer hair tucked behind his ears to keep it from falling into his face, dark eyes, stubble and loads of tattoos. "And that's Chris' boyfriend, Angelo."

I winced as I slowly forced myself to my knees, ribs aching like fuck.

"We should get you to a hospital." Ricky frowned but I frantically shook my head.

"Please no." I finally managed it to standing on my feet looking down at Ricky who was shorter than I thought. "Could someone just help me inside?" Seconds later the two others, Chris and Angelo I think, were letting me for some reason lean on them while Ricky was ahead opening the door back into the bar.

The first thing I heard as we entered was Balz as he rushed towards me. "What the fuck?!"

A/N
Hello little ghosts!
New story here for you guys, this time it's ghorror with some other ships thrown in. Please tell me what you think of this first chapter, it would be so helpful. Thank yoooou!
-Ghosty