Aaron and I go to a small restaurant not too far from my house. I really enjoyed hanging out with him today at least he managed to get me out of the house. It got dark pretty fast though, strange. Suddenly Aaron's phone buzzes and he answers the call while I keep eating. "Hey-, what? Babe slow do-, alright I'm on my way." Aaron says in a hurry. "What's wrong?" I ask with a worried expression. Aaron puts the money on the table and grabs his coat.
"Aaron?"
"Tommy he broke his hand while lifting boxes out of storage he had the maintenance man call. I gotta drive him to the hospital, wanna come with?" Aaron and I walk out of the restaurant and he heads to the car. "No I'll catch a cab, go ahead." I cross my arms and watch Aaron get in his red sports car. He starts it up and looks back at me one more time.
"Are you sure Gab?"
"Yeah just go I'll call you later." I wave Aaron off. He gives me and unsure stare but speeds off anyway. Now to get a cab.
So far getting a cab didn't work and the rain was getting harder looks like I'm walking. I pull my hood on and shove my hands in my pockets. My apartment isn't far I can make it.
As I walking the city seemed to be so quiet and lifeless. Only stragglers that are just getting off of work or drunken fucks linger. As I walk I hear close footsteps behind me. I just assume it was just someone on their way home too but I ball up my fists just in case. I was almost home, I could dry off and go to bed. That sounds nice. My thoughts are interrupted by someone covering my mouth and dragging me away.
I lash and kick and try to scream but the person was strong. It was dark and the heavy rain blurred my vision. A husky voice says, "Oh you're a pretty one you'll do nicely." The figure begins choking me and I feel tears begin to pur from my eyes. I didn't know what was happening. I was really scared I couldn't speak I couldn't breathe. I was paralyzed. This was bringing back horrible memories. I was attacked like this years ago and Ryan didn't even help. At this point I wanted to give up. Soon I'm thrown into a black gate. In the process something sharp cuts me.
The figure howls and begins moving toward me at lightning speed. Just like in my dream! Before he could get to me however another figure rams him into the brick wall. I hold my side and watch the grim sight. The man who attack me was being ripped to shreds by the other.
I sat there in shock as I silently watched him devour every last bit of my attacker. What could I do? What could I say? I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. I just sat there helplessly watching the cannibal before me. He eats and eats until there is nothing but bone and unwanted flesh left. He approaches slowly is red glowing eyes hungry for more. My mind told me to run but my legs wouldn't let me. His white and pink hair blew in the midnight wind as he kneeled before me as if apologizing.
I soon faint and that was all I remember...
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I wake up in my bed at least I think its my bed, what feels like a life time later. My vision wasn't clear but I could see that I was in my room. I hear the shower running and I get nervous. Did I leave it on? Or did Aaron let himself in again? I try to stand but I wince and groan in pain once I remember my wound. Did this actually happen last night? Who was that...or better yet what?
I slowly make my way to the bathroom and look through the small crack in the door. I nearly fall back once I catch sight of white and pink hair. I breathe heavily as the water stops. I stand once again and peek through the crack. I couldn't really see anything. I squeak once the door flies open revealing the white and pink haired guy. I couldn't help but look at his many many muscles.
Excess water drips off his chest and arms as his damp hair clings to his face. He grips the towel around his waist and looks down at me with no expression. We stare in silence. I wonder what's going on in his head.
I swear we were staring at each other for so long a year went by. I stand and he watches as I do. I gulp and he eyes my side. "I-it's fine." I stammer as I touch it. When I do I wince causing the guy to raise his eyebrow. "Look I know you can talk so say something." I squint growing irritated with his silence and constant staring.
Yeah I'm grateful he saved me but he just took a shower in my house, and is now looking at my bleeding side as if he was...hungry. I think back to last nights events. How he killed and ate my attacker. My mouth waters in disgust. He moves closer to me causing me to back up into the wall. He slams his hand on it causing me to jump. I turn my head away shaking some. First he sniffs me and I begin to grow even more nervous.
Was I about to become breakfast??
The guy slowly licks my neck which sends shiver down my spine. He makes a "tch" sound and backs away.
"You taste bitter." He then walks to my room and I just stand there in the hall. Bitter? I mean I haven't showered since yesterday I guess I would taste a little sour. Wait what in the hell am I talking about? I have a monster in my house and I'm just sitting here thinking about what I taste like?
"Hey wait a minute!" I walk in my room and gasp.
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Living with a Ghoul
RomansaI sat there in shock as I silently watched him devour every last bit of my attacker. What could I do? What could I say? I couldn't breathe I couldn't think. I just sat there helplessly watching the cannibal before me. He eats and eats until there is...
