Chapter 16: Ironic How You're Attacked At A Funeral?
I walked away from the church, walking towards nowhere that I would have known. Those men are still probably looking for me, and I'm wasting my time in one area. I had to move out. . .
"I'm causing more pain for my self aren't I?" I asked to no one in particular. I looked around the place I was at. The sky was dark and the trees had a weird aura feeling off of them. I had this strange feeling in my gut that I didn't like and I knew I had to get away from it as soon as possible but I didn't move.
I didn't know how to react at first when I saw something shiny quickly fly past my head and stuck to a tree. I gasped as it almost hit me. I whipped my head to around to see that it was a knife, deeply in the branches of the tree. I heard chuckling from behind me, and I instantly knew who it was. . .
"Kaito. Natsume." I muttered as I gritted my teeth. Natsume; big and tall, with scruffy brown hair and dull green eyes. His left ear pierced and a briar tattoo around his wrist. Kaito; shoulder length chocolate brown hair and hazel brown eyes; was big and tall, and was definitely more clever, with a dragon tattoo on his left shoulder and had a bit of a beard.
"So the runaway remembers us," chuckled Kaito. I snickered at them in disgust.
"You look different. Got a hair cut? It suits you," Natsume snorted. I glanced at both of them as they inched closer of every word they said. I backed up in fear, not knowing what to do. Can I ever get a day where I'm not about to get killed?!
"Well, enough chit-chat." Kaito snickered as he charged at me. I ducked as he was about to lay a punch on me. I ran away, hoping to get a good distance from them.
"Yo, get back here!" they shouted. I didn't listen. I only ran further and further til I reached the church again. I ran inside, hiding behind the casket. I heard them enter the church too, which made me very cautious. I heard the feet shuffle near by and I stopped my breathing, fearing that they would hear it. I didn't know what to do!
"Come out, kitty, kitty, kitty." they chanted. I could feel the sweat trickle down my neck.
"Don't worry, kitten. We won't hurt you." Kaito whispered sickly. I couldn't move. One slight movement or sound and it triggers them into action. I was useless at this point. Ironic isn't it? Dying in your sisters funeral?
"Come on, kitten. We promise we won't harm you. Just come on out, so we can talk." I could feel Natsume smirk. They weren't far from where I was. I knew I had to get out of here soon enough, but I didn't know where to run. I didn't know where to run without being seen or caught. I need someone. Anyone. Anyone to help me. I couldn't die here. I couldn't die now.
"Kitten, come out. Don't be shy. We promise we won't hurt you. Just come with us. . . We need you. We miss you." lies. They were all lies. This was why I didn't trust anyone. This is why I didn't want the Host club near me, and I was only a burden. A mere distraction to keep the thoughts of these men away from me. And I was so stupid to think I could get away from it all. . .
"Found you," I heard from behind me. I slowly turned my head, but my eyes did most of the turning. I saw them right in front of me, smirking with wild, murderous grins on their faces. My body lay stiff, and I couldn't move or respond. I felt like my death was only seconds upon me.
"Hey, kitten." He grabbed me by neck and pulled me up as hard as he could on my feet. I hissed in pain as he was pressing down on my pressure points. He chuckled wickedly, his breath inches from my neck. I couldn't move, and I regretted running inside here instead of down to the park.
"Nice to finally see you again. I bet we will have a fun game tonight. What do you say?" Kaito asked with another sickening smirk.
I could feel everything dawning down to me and my mind suddenly returning to reality. I felt the anger rise, and with all my strength I kicked him where the sun don't shine.
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