A hand gripped your arm.
"Where are you going angel face" He asked his sweet voice finding your ears again. Though it sweet it was uttered in displease.
"Home" you said blunt, ripping you arm from his grasp.
"You'll never get away from us" he laug...
"That's enough" he said taking his hands off me and pulling me to him.
He then took me somewhere away from the other guy, several couples away from him on dance floor. He then held me just as the other guy had, moving us to the music.
He had black hair. Defined cheekbones, small beautiful lips, and a bright smile, as he smiled at you. More like an evil grin. His face was covered by a black and white mask. The left completely white and a design of white swirls to the right.
"You okay there love" he asked. "U-uh, Y-yea" you said snapping out of your daze.
"Quite a pretty one, aren't you?" He asked, or more of stated. You blushed.
"What a shame it'll be when we ruin you" he said mockingly, faking a sad tone.
You glared at him hard, confusion mixed in your face.
You pushed the smirking man away abruptly and went to the drinking bar. Your eyebrows met in your confusion. Ruin me? What does he mean? Lesson? For my sister? Playing with me? What do all these boys mean? Who are they and how do they know me and my sister?!, I groaned frustratedly grabbing at my hair. Messing it up and ruffling it in the process.
To be continued..........
His mask:
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