Underneath the Demon's Skin.
Chapter Seven
last time~
"Where do I know you from?" I asked in annoyance, trying to find the missing puzzle pieces.
"We've met once, in another form, another place," He stated
"Another form?" I cocked my head to the side, all thoght of anger in my head blown out by this mysterious boy, standing infront of me, his posture reminded me of Chris, I glared,
"Answer my question." I whispered, my voice strangely calm.
"You'll find out in due time, but as a suggestion for you, you should at least try to hold in the anger and annoyance for these petty humans, it's quite funny to see you get angry at nothing really." His eyes narrowed down at me.
"What was that about betrayal?" He asked, his voice smooth, but I knew better, he knew, I hadn't told anyone but somehow he knew.
The only question was how he'd found out, I'd never mentioned it in anything, no diary, no person, never wrote it down, never even talked about it in my sleep. This guy knew to much to be no person of consequence. I just had to find out how much he knew already, I hope for his sake that he didn't know it all, because if he did, I would soon need to take out some very smelly trash.
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Chapter Seven:
Cold shivers...smelly stenches...and blackouts...
It was Friday, school had just ended, and I was making my way home while texting my friend Mazzy. She would not shut up about Johnathan asking her out. I was happy for her, I mean she'd had a crush on Johnathan since I'd been her friend, which was a very long time.
They were going on a date tomorrow to the zoo, she kept asking me what whe should wear, I swear her closet was magical , although it was the average, small eight feet long closet, but she kept pulling out more and more clothes...though it would have never seemed like it since the closet was still as full as it had been.
I knew this cause she sent me a picture of it, and her outfits that she had picked out, how was I suppose to be able to pick one... I'd never been good with fashion, in my opinion any of them would do. Mazzy always believed in magic and other worlds. I let her, because you're suppose to support you best friend in everything, be it false or real.
I was about two miles away from home when I noticed it, this sick, sweaty smell in the air around me, it smelt like the boys changing room and bathroom, combined. I put my phone in my bra, ignoring Mazzy's newest crisis text, really the girl thought everything was a crisis, but that's why she's so adorable.
I readjusted my strap on my jean bag, then started to casually look around the street for the offending smell. Taking a sniff of the air, I looked around curiously, though still trying to act casually, so they didn't get alerted or anything, if they were watching me.
Then I smelt it, the smell was worse this time....way worse. It smelt like a combination of dog breath, BO, and pee. I scrunched up my nose, in disgust, wishing not for the first time that I had not left my perfume in my gym locker. Then shaking my discouraging thoughts away, I again started to search for the cause of the offending smell. Then I noticed it, I hadn't caught the person, but his shadowed, zoomed into the alley way, just past the intersection.
I looked around to watch out for incoming trafic, and then with out another thought darted across the street.
I was a foot away, when I finally noticed the change of temperture, it was freezing, and a shiver ran up my spin, like you do when you think something supernatural, or out of the world is happening. A sense of dread grew in the pit of my stomach, What ever this thing was, it wasn't anything good. I felt the goose bumps cover my skin and then all of a sudden I couldn't even see the light of the evening sun through my eye lids, everything was black.
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Underneath the Demons Skin
RomanceArianna Joel Neana is a normal girl who just wants to live in peace with everybody...well most people. But when demons start to show up left and right in front of her and when she starts to act like someone she's not she gets scared and runs. Ryan...