Mr.SexyFreak

Ch.1: "Someone Help Me"

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Samantha's POV

Stupid me.

How could I be so foolish!

I was currently having an internal fight with myself,while walking almost jogging to my oh-so-called home sweet home.

The truth was, I was scared as shit.

I kept my pace until I came to a sudden halt taking in my surroundings.

Where am I?

Then came to the conclusion that I was lost.

"Oh God, Jenny is going to kill me for sneaking out" I murmured softly to no one but myself.

I was at some sort of dark alley where not even a single car was parked and was silent as hell. There was nothing more to see; other than the dull street lights.

My-my, I feel like I'm in a scary movie.

You know, those kind of movies where the girl is completely alone at night and she has this tremendously "brilliant" idea to go for a walk and then someone comes swiftly behind her and puts a white cloth in her mouth and when the stupid girl finally knows what's happening, she blacks out.

Yeah, pretty much like it.

With the only difference that those are just movies and everybody knows that movies are fiction.

Not happening in real life.

Not even if we want for it to happen- No! It doesn't. Life sucks. Stay put in that.

All of a sudden and without any warning I heard a shrieking sound that interrupted my thoughts coming from behind me and the only possible thing I could think of was to scream.

So I did.

I rapidly turned around, but immediately cursed myself loudly enough to see the black cat scatter away. Stupid cat.

Ok Samantha, calm yourself.

I decided on leaving behind my scary and nasty thoughts for a while and move on to another topic.

It was freaking cold right now.

Ugh, why didn't I bring a sweater?

The temperature was really low and my clothing was not helping.

I was wearing a tight red dress that went up midthighs and matching high heels.

Pretty slutty, I know. But you haven't heard everything.

Note to myself: Don't ever wear high heels again if it's not necessary.

While I passed by some trash bins that were in the middle of the alley, the memories of this night and how I ended here,in the middle of the night alone, chased me.

At first I didn't notice, but when I tasted something salty on my lips I realized I was crying.

Then I broke under hysterics.

I couldn't bear the fact of being alone at this late hour at midnight with my phone dead and with almost twelve kilometers I have to walk to get home.
In other words, someone help me.

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