Red Witch - BXB [UNDER EDITING]

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[ arlen's pov ]

I could feel my blood running cold as I sat there. My hands shaking uncontrollably. I felt stupid. Why in the world would I do that?! Pop-tarts,really?! Pop-tarts are not not going to get me killed!

Despite the fact I couldn't see the creatures face,I could tell it was staring intensely at me. I don't know how I knew,I just did. I could physically feel it and it made me sick.

It was as if it was waiting. Waiting for the right time,the right time to strike. Waiting to see if I would run or scream or do something,anything. But I didn't. I didn't do anything,because I knew there was nothing I could do. All I could do was just sit still and wait. Wait for it to strike.

And strike it did.

It was if it didn't happen. It was so sudden. A big blur. Quicker than lightning,it jumped and had me pinned down in a sudden darkness. As terrifying as the situation was I wasn't as scared as you'd think. I was excepting my fate and If death happened to be my fate then so be it.

It was dark all around me,as if I was in some other dimension. I don't really know,though,the thing I did know was I wasn't in my home anymore. Just darkness.

Its as if the creature was suffocating me,I couldn't breathe. I looked up at it,noticing its red eyes practically piercing into my soul. They were oddly calming and suddenly I didn't notice its hands around my neck,I didn't notice my lack of breath,I didn't notice anything.

Was this some strange illusion or do I honestly think his eyes are that captivating and beautiful?

The creature must of noticed my staring because next thing I know its hands are off my neck and its pulling me up into a sitting position in front of him as he sits back on his haunches. It was quite clear,now,he's a boy.

He had his blood red cape on and he tugged it down to cover his face in a kind of shy manner. "Why do you look at me like that?"

I was kind of taken aback. I've never heard him speak before. Well,I did once,but he whispered it and I could barely make out what he was saying. This time he spoke loud and clear and I felt like my heart skipped a beat when he did. He had a pretty voice. And pretty eyes. And probably a pretty face too....

"Like what?"

He pulled his hood down again farther over his face. He kept his hands at the edge of the hood,gripping tightly until his knuckles turned white. He was gripping so hard that his hands started shaking.

"Li-Like I'm-I'm-ugh,I don't know," I stared blankly at him. "Please stop looking at me like that.." He whimpered out.

I was beyond confused. What was I looking at him like? Why did it bother him so much?

"I....I don't understand."

"Of course you wouldn't."

I sighed.

"What's your name?"

Now looking back on it,that was kind of a dumb question. I already knew his name. Everybody did. It was quite obvious who he was. But yet,I stilled asked. I felt as though it was an appropriate question. For some reason..

He looked up slightly,looking kind of shocked and dumbfounded. "W-What? You don't know who I am?"

I giggled. Why in the world I thought being in the presence of the creature that has murdered more people then there is bacteria in the whole world was funny I don't know. And giggled..for real? That wasn't even a manly giggle!

"I mean,I know who you are,who doesn't? I just thought that was an appropriate thing to ask." He looked even more dumbfounded than before,eyes slightly wide and agape.

"Why are you talking to me like a normal person?! I'm supposed to be killing you!"

"Well you aren't doing a very good job.."

To be honest,I probably shouldn't have said that last part. He looked ticked. Now why did I think it was a good idea to pretty much insult a person who could snap my neck in under a second I have no clue. I just felt it was the appropriate thing to say. Somehow.

His clenched teeth suddenly turned into a smirk as he looked at me with pure mischief and..a hint of admiration in his eyes. But the look of admiration quickly disappeared as fast as it came.

"Oh honey," He started,his voice low and dark. "How do you know this isn't some illusion and I'm slowly killing you as we speak?"

I felt chills go up my spine at that.

C'mon Arlen,calm down. He isn't serious..

Right as the thought came to mind I felt an excruciating pain in my right side. I gasped and cryed out, clutching onto my side. I saw red liquid oozing through my shirt, I lifted it up and wanted to cry as I saw the multiple deep cuts in my side. Why me? Did all the others have to go through this too? This is a horrible way to go! Why does anyone have to go through this?! Why does...he do this? I've been hurt too but I'd never wish any kind of pain on anyone. Nothing like this.

I started sobbing violently. "Why," I choked out through my cries. I could feel more cuts going in my side. "Why do you do this?"

He just ignored me. Of course. I cried harder. I looked up into his gorgeous red eyes and immediately calmed down. Whats wrong with me? He's murdering me for crying out loud!

He stopped cutting into me with his weird mind powers and looked at me almost horridly. "S-Stop looking at me like that! I hate it!"

There he goes again with that. What does he mean by that? Why does he hate whatever look I'm making? If anything I should be the one pleading for him to 'stop looking at me like that'..like some blood hungry monster. Oh wait,that's what he is.

"Like what?"

I thought about it for a second. Maybe he meant..admiration..I've seemed to be admiring his rose colored eyes a lot lately now that I think about it..

He grunted angrily and did some weird wavy hand motion. I had no clue what he was doing. I all of a sudden felt dizzy and my vision was getting blurrier and blurrier by each passing second. I felt like I was going to throw up...my vision got so blurry to the point everything was just pitch black. A dark abyss. Nothingness.

Then I woke up,breathing heavily. Was that a dream? I know it wasn't a dream though. It felt to real. Way to real. To be double sure I lifted up my shirt and sure enough I still had the multiple deep cuts on my right side and they still stung horridly. I was still slightly bleeding too.

I looked around my room,which I awoke in,slightly dazed and my mind slightly hazy. I looked making sure..Cedar...Red Witch....dude..wasn't around anymore. I looked up,down,left,right and no sign of him anywhere. I sighed with relief.

Thank god.

I got up from my bed and headed towards my bathroom. If I don't get these cuts cleaned they'd get infected and that'd just be an even bigger issue for me. I cleaned my wounds and wrapped a gauze around my stomach.

I looked up into my mirror wondering how in the world I ended up in this situation. Why me? Why did I have to be the lucky one?

Does the universe really hate me that much?

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Errrr,was this good? I feel like it was wayyyy better than the previous chapter.....