Completely F*ckable

Chapter 10

White shirt now red, my bloody nose.  Sleeping, you're on your tippy toes.

I don't know what clicked in me but as soon as I found out where Katie was I ran.  I ran as fast as I could.  Mechad was holding her hostage in her own apartment, but shots had been fired and they're worried Katie had been shot.

"Miss miss, you can't go in there," A police officer yelled at me and held me back as I tried to run to the door.

Creeping around like no one knows.  Think you're so criminal.

"Watch me you stupid cunt.  It's me he wants you fucking retard," I yelled with my accent blaring.

I pushed through to the door with people trying to pull me back and me not letting them.

Bruises, on both my knees for you.  Don't say thank you or please.

"Listen to me Mechad.  Let them come in and get Katie.  And you and I can talk okay?  Its me you want right?  Not her?" I yelled through the crowd.

After tough convincing Katie and I switched places.  He had shot her.  He literally shot her.

I do what I want when I'm wanting to.  My soul?  So cynical.

"What do you want from me?" I asked once Mechad and I came face to face.

"Your life.  But I'll do it the hard way," he growled and wrapped his hands around my throat.

So you're a tough guy.  Like it really rough guy.

Gasping for air I made one final statement, "You really don't want to do this."

"Oh but I do," he said and squeezed tighter.

Just can't get enough guy.  Chest always so puffed guy.

Things happen to me that I can't explain.  I was always told I was special.  That I could do things that no one really could imagine to happen in real life.

I pushed against him, losing breath quickly, to where finally his back was against the wall.

I'm that bad type.

He loosened his grip slightly mumbling something then I saw it in his eyes, my reflection.  It had happened.

I pried his hands off of me so he started swinging at me yelling things about a demon.

Make your mama sad type.  Make your girlfriend mad tight.

Taking one last swing and me not budging at all he says, "You're not human."

I didn't respond as he punched me in the throat again and he fell on the floor with blood spilling out of him.  I looked at my hands and the blood wasn't on me.  Looking behind him no one was there.  I looked around, his gun was floating mid air then suddenly fell.

Might seduce your dad type.  I'm the bad guy.  Duh.

I didn't feel normal at all in that moment and the moments afterwards when the police stormed in and I was pulled aside by Camila who was holding me like I was the only person alive.  "You don't look okay," she kept saying.

When I looked at her she smiled but it disappeared quickly, "What happened to your eyes?"  I looked at a mirror and my normal colored eyes was replaced with a blood red color with blood running out of my eyes and ears.

I'm the bad guy.

A/N: this is long overdue and I'm sorry.  I've got my idea for the next chapter and even have the song and everything but again there's going to be a wait because of how little time I have.  I love you guys!!!!