Her body looked stunning and her hair danced with the earrings dangling down, grazing her neck. I smiled, hoping this moment could just last a little bit longer but I needed to get going, however, it was getting too late.
Dark skin, glossy eyes that shown pureness within them, yet ignorance. She's absolutely perfect. It's only natural that I refrain from causing damage to the "goods". The dirt under her nails and the bruises on her neck weren't done by me...I wonder which one did that.
Matthew never told me where he first picked her up but I know for sure that he'd never go back to somewhere as dirty as the last time.
My mind, snapping out of the fuzz and blindness, told myself to turn around but my feet were completely frozen to the very spot I stood. I nearly forgot how to blink when my eyes focused on the beautiful girl in front of me again.
A lump caught in my throat, a lemony scent wafted into my nostrils and I finally fully processed what time it was. The sun is nearly down.
"I have to go now..." I whisper a matter-of-factly, biting off some of the dry skin on my chapped lips.
I felt no judgement from her, while her green eyes watched me and my nasty hygine habits. Chewing my fingernails, grabbing a pair of worn down keys out of my left pocket with other hand, I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead hurriedly.
"Goodbye. I'll see you again soon."
Turning, having a pinch in my chest, I glanced at her just one more time before making my exit. She made it hard to breathe. The air around her was sick with death. I heard all three locks snap into place with ease as the keys jingled together.
For real, though, she was beautiful. And so were all the other girls to the left and to the right of her in there. All amazingly stupid, careless, yet sexy and strong-willed. Each one is unique to the guys back home and they sure didn't want to share. None of these girls were mine yet, I have to remind myself. I'm too new at this still...
The door loomed behind me, sending out a cold breeze from the inside through the few cracks near the top and clashing with the summer air and gusts of wind from the traffic high above me. I moved quickly back up the side of of the shed, up the hill where my car sat peacefully in the abandoned station's parking lot.
The guys...they're all probably suspicious of where I am right now and Matthew would become furious with me if he knew I even touched her soft skin while having the nerve to steal some of her hair too. Yes, I did that, I had to. Call it jealousy but I have no idea why I did such an act. It's another habit I picked up after No.2.
But I was alone right now and that girl wouldn't tell on me anyways, she's already dead and crossed off the invisible list.
The handle to my car door was cold and damp but I paid no mind, fumbling for the correct key. There we go. My engine revved to life, my head immediately starting to throb from all this taking place.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted the lock of hair in the passenger seat. Silky and jet black, tied by an old, stretched out rubber band I found in the glove compartment.
"What a short life..."
No other thoughts came to mind before I cleared the area with my eyes and started the drive back to the house.
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Beneath the Bridge
Mystery / Thriller"Goodbye. I'll see you again soon." Turning, having a pinch in my chest, I glanced at her just one more time before making my exit. She made it hard to breathe. The air around her was sick with death. For real, though, she was beautiful. And so we...
