Mr.SexyFreak

Ch.2: "Being The Prey"

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Samantha's POV

I checked my watch for like the fifth time this day.

2:00am.

I've been walking with stupid heels for two hours straight.

Let's see it on the bright side Samantha, you're no longer lost.

I don't know what I did, but I was almost there. Finally. Just four more blocks to go.

I couldn't wait to get home, lie on my warm bed and be off.

That, if Jenny and Arthur don't murder me first.

I averted my eyes to the floor quickly enough to balance myself and not trip over some nasty red sauce. Well, I guess it's sauce. Hmm, it looks like a big pool of...oh god.

I stopped walking and leaned closer to the reddish-crap! It's blood! It's freaking blood! Now I understood why nobody came to this side of the city.

It was shocking to see this, and I really didn't know what to do. But then, something terrorized me more.

Human steps.

I started hearing human steps.

And the worst?

The human steps were getting closer. And closer.

Then, I saw a shadow almost two feet behind me. A big, muscular shadow of a man.

I instantly panicked.

In a split second I started running. Running as if my life depended on it.

Heck no. As if a murderous animal was running towards it's prey. And dude, today I was the prey.

But hey, I was absolutely amused to find out I could run in heels! But suddenly, my thoughts failed me, for then the worst happened.

CLUMP!!

I barely had time to scream before I was falling to the ground.

Ugh, so much for running in heels.

But before I touched the floor face-first, I felt two strong arms grab my waist preventing me from banging my head.

Before I could recover from my shocked state, a very much husky deep voice whispered in my ear,
"That would have been a nasty fall, sweetheart."

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