When she dies

Protect?

*scratch scratch*
"Would you get rid of that cat already?!?"
*scraaaaaAAaatch*
"I SAID GET RID OF THE GOD DAMN CAT!!"
The man in a jump suit sits there. Legs spread out. He doesn't see the girl with the long black hair standing right behind him. Ready to attack.
I stand there in the blood of the innocent.
The man in the jump suit doesn't see the girl who wears a long white dress.
Her glaring black eyes.
It may look like what those humans call eye liner around my eyes.
It is just a simple out line of my dead eyes.
He gets up and bangs on the door.
The scratching has stopped. He gets cocky.
"TAKE THAT FUCKING CAT!!" He then throws his beer bottle at the wall.
Obvious anger issues.
He sits back down on the couch.
He opens up another beer bottle. Before he drinks it. He slowly turns his head around and sees the woman in white with long black hair.
"...When did you get in here? How did you get in here without me seeing?"
I am here to make him believe what he has done will be consequential.
He doesn't know this yet.
"Well. I am just going to say this. It's kinda rude not answering..." He takes a sip and speaks once more. "So fucking answer or that blood will be new dark bitch." I jerk my head towards him.
This startles him.
"W-What the..?!?"
*scratch scratch scratch*
"T...That wasn't a cat.. Wasn't it..?"
He sees now that death has come to him.
"Please no.." He whispers.
I lunge at him. Making him fall to his back.
I bare my teeth. Me manages to get me off him. And he sprints down the hallway. Still holding his beer bottle.
He slams the door shut and locks it.
A noise of ruffling through the house occurs. Along with glass breaking. And several bangs on the wall.
The door opens on its own.
All there is...is the man in the suit breathing hard. Scared out of his mind.
He stands there waiting. He takes a large gulp for "luck". Then he takes slow steps towards the door.
I quickly rise from the ground.
The last thing he does is scream as this dark creature lunges at him with large black eyes tearing into his.

"Man ripped to pieces...died mysteriously."
"We have to speak to this ghost thing and make it stop. This is getting out of hand!"
"You want us to do this? Really? Besides this man was already on police record. Who knows maybe he deserved this horrible fate."
"No one deserves something as horrible as that. Fucking Bella look at the pictures."
I look closely. It's truly...not a great sight.
"I know it's just...it's sad man. Who would go these lengths to do such a thing?"
"I don't know, but you better fucking not!"
I laugh and punch her shoulder. She laughs as well.