The thoughts of an innocent

Chapter Three

I didnt realize that i was smiling like an idiot until my face started to hurt. What was i going to do if i couldnt remember where anything was tomorrow. I really wanted to see him again. Without thinking i turned down an alleyway still lost in my own little world. I wasnt paying attention to my surroundings which resulted in me coming face to face with a barrel of a gun and a real sleazy guy staring hungerily at my body. I froze mid-step and my mouth went dry. Opening my mouth i tried to scream but all that came out was a gasp of air. I probably looked a sight.

"Well what have we here? You sure are a pretty little thing to be out wonderin' the streets alone. Especially at this time of night sweetcheeks." i felt bile rise in my throat and it took all i had not to spit in his face. He lowered the gun and walked forwards making me walk bakwards until my back hit the cold, damp bricks of the nearby building. My breathing quickened and when he reached up to brush back my blonde hair i stiffened and moved my head to the side. He growled low in his throat and grabbed my chin yanking my head to face him. He pulled out a knife and it's blade reflected off the moon's glow. He moved it to where the tip was moving up and down with each shaky breath i took. I whimpered and his grin grew more. He pushed the tip into my flesh and i jerked as it punctured through. Hissing in pain i kicked out only to have him push  me harder up agianst the wall. The jagged brick slammed into my spin causing a ripple of pain shoot through my body. I could feel the warm sticky blood run from my neck to the collar of my shirt. If i moved my head anywhere i was able to cut my own throat. Just as he was about to move the knife over a door opened with a bang and out of the cornor of my eye i was met with a large dark silouette outlined by the light behind him.

"Help me please!" i screamed trying to fight the vise like grip on me.

"What is going on?" The figure asked stepping down.

"Please." i whispered. The figure was right beside us now yet he made no move to help me. the man that had me pinned inclined his head to him in acknowlegement.

"Wait i think i know her." The figure said. I jerked my eyes up to meet his but all i could make out were black orbs.

"Harm baby is that you?" I didnt answer i just kept staring.

"Harmony?" My lower lip quivered this guy knew my name.

"Baby where have you been? i havent seen you in almost three weeks." He said.

"W-Who are you?" I asked as tears ran down my cheeks. The boy stepped closer and i was able to make out some features of his face. He had high cheekbones dark curly hair and full lips. He was attractive but i didnt know who he was. his dark eyes held pain and confusion.

"Im your boyfriend sweetheart." He whispered.

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