The city of Monterey is a usually peaceful, not overly populated place. Had about 500 people. They were incredibly stupid. Only about half were smart, if luck ran with them, with US.
Daemon was fascinated with Wynrie. She was constantly on his mind. She always seemed to fascinate him in small ways. Fuckin Brice! He was the problem in her life and he needed to take care of him, fast. The needle hit the haystack.
Brice was pinning Wynrie against his locker. Daemon's temper ran high and he was seeing a mixture of orange and yellow. He was completely homicidal. Daemon blacked out. His hands were pressing deeply, roughly on Brice's neck. He began lifting Brice off of the ground, slowly.
Wynrie put her hands on Daemon's shoulders, trying to hold him so he would let go of Brice. It backfired, sending Wynrie onto the tiled hallway flooring. Daemon came back to consciousness and looked behind him at the girl with widened, glossy hazel eyes.
His gray eyes horrified towards himself. He wished his death would overtake him, immediately. He dropped his grip on Brice, completely. Brice fell to the floor, crashing. Daemon ran out of the school at a quickened speed.
Wynrie backed away and hurried out of the school. Brice wasn't the one who was a danger to her... It was HIM! He needed to go.... He was the problem. He was the tormentor.
His mind was his hell and his demons were his only companions. Daemon desired time with her now, even though he shouldn't. He craved disaster. He craved HER....
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Roman pour AdolescentsNear death She was.... Wynrie Moon was a 16 year old outcast girl from the Monterey City rental apartments. School was very struggling for her... Daemon Embers was the outcast boy who had a certain attitude... She found him to be her dream King...
