Blood Hound

chapter 6

     "What?" I inquired, looking at him like he was a maniac.

"You heard me." he spoke his voice sounding like heaven.

God listen to me. Just listening to myself gives me a headache. I had had just about enough of this guy. Hell I didn't even know his name for crap's sake!

"Who are you anyways." I said sounding annoyed. I was just about to give this jackass a good beating he won't ever forget.

While I was debating this beating with myself, I heard police sirens heading closer towards the bar. Who called them? In this town the police don't give a damn about anything and nobody even bothers to call them.

The "bad guy" will have already run off or pummeled the crap out of you. Maybe... this guy called them.

"I'm Jason Farce, pleased to make your acquaintance." he replied to my earlier question.

"And you are?" he asked politely.

"None of your goddamn business. That's who." I countered. What was this guy's issue? You don't come from this town and grow up to be nosy.

Like I thought; he isn't from around here. I looked up from giving myself a monologue to see his pouting face. No, no, no he was not going to get dirt on me. After seeing his trick wouldn't work, he gave up looking tired.

I was beginning to become sleepy as well. "Goodnight!" I yelled walking away. He looked up out of thought and started to run after me at full speed.

Finally his true self comes out. He just wanted to take my money after all. Two could play at this game. So then I made a stupid decision to start running as well. (30 minutes  later) I was running out of air and he was still at it .

" Jeez" I thought.

"Wait!" he called breaking the silence and sound of footsteps. I suddenly made the mistake of turning around.

His speed suddenly increased and I knew I had fallen into a trap. His distance from me was quickly decreasing. Before I knew it, he had tackled me to the ground.

Thud.

I went down hard, slamming my head down on the solid concrete. I flailed under his tight grip. He wasn't going to let me go would he?

"Calm down and relax." he said with a soft voice and his breath tickling my ear. He was evading my personal space and I did not like that.

I tried to elbow him in the stomach, but his weight crushed me so much that it was hard to breathe.

"I'm not going to hurt you." he coaxed in a calming voice. This made me relax a bit and doing so, his grip on me loosed.

Bad move buddy. I took this chance to elbow his rib cage hard. He groaned in pain immediately letting go.

I jumped up fast, but not fast enough to avoid him grabbing my leg, pulling me down to the ground once again. 

"I just... wanted to..." he voiced exasperatedly,

"walk you home." he finished.

What? This man didn't even know me, yet he wanted to walk me home. Nobody cares about a filthy rat like me.

His kindness must had effected me because somehow or another, I ended up walking back towards the motel I was staying at with a strange man named Jason Farce by my side.

 Hey I was on a role writing and got bored so that was chapter 6! I hope you enjoyed. Peace out homefries! (sorry if your annoyed with me saying that at the end of almost every chapter!)

song: Cute Without The E by Taking Back Sunday