We'll End Up in Hell Boys ✔

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"Thank you for hearing me out Divana, I'm at ease now that I have heard your lecture. It was right at the perfect time." Dorian spoke and patted my back and I gave him a genuine smile. It was my duty to reprimand when I knew when to reprimand. "You're welcome," I replied and we continued walking. 

We reached the park and it was empty like it had been abandoned for years. It was too quiet to the point of it being creepy and I didn't like the feeling, however, I never commented. "Let's sit on these chairs, the stars look beautiful and I want to take a moment to gaze at them," I pointed at the chairs and Dorian nodded. 

I sat and waited for him to sit next to me but he didn't. "I just need to go to the bathroom real quick, it's right around the corner, I think," he declared and I felt my blood run cold. I got scared but I didn't admit it and smiled it off. 

"Okay, take your time," I said. Don't take your time! I repeat, do not take your time!

I sighed as I saw him walk away. I looked at the sky and gazed at the stars, and boy they were so mesmerizing that I couldn't strip my gaze away. Another reason for that was because I was terrified of what might come out of the woods near the park.  I shrugged the idea off and started humming. I believed that humming music in my head could distract me from terrible thoughts but I was so wrong, because, with every little sound, I jumped. "What are you doing in there Dorian? Did you discover the way to Narnia or something?" I started talking to myself when I saw a dark figure approaching me. A man.

I sat probably just in case I needed to run for my life and clenched my fists, hoping that he would just walk right past me. But Murphy's law never disappointed me. "Olá, você sabe onde é a estação de ônibus mais próxima?" the man struck me with his words that I had no idea what they meant and I felt trapped. 

I laughed awkwardly and ran my hand through my hair. "Sorry, I don't speak Portuguese," I stated and his eyes widened in realization. 

"Oh, sorry. I just wanted to know where is the nearest bus station from here, do you know? I'm not from this area and I'm kind of lost!" he asked again and I shook my head. Little did he know that I'm not from this area as well... No shit Diva!

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. I'm just visiting my friend who lives here... perhaps, I could ask her for you?" I asked and I remembered Isa. I tried pulling out my phone but he immediately refused my help.

"I don't want to trouble you, thanks," he declined and I arched my eyebrows in confusion. 

"Really, there's no trouble at all. It's just one phone call," I smiled and pulled my phone anyway. He seemed anxious and I began to feel a bit worried. As I dialed her number, I felt a big hand cover my mouth. My phone fell to the ground and I gasped. My eyes widened and my face paled. Oh, God!

The man's smile was long gone and it got replaced by an enraged expression on his face. I tried to pull his hand away but he was putting too much force for me not to budge. I was weak compared to him and I should have ran away when I got the chance. "Didn't I tell you not to bother? Look what you made me do! I wanted to kill you in a small room with the others after I win your trust but I guess I don't have a choice but to kill you right here and right now..." he remarked in a twisted tone and I almost wet my pants. 

He pulled out a small knife from his pocket and licked it clean from previous blood. He was a serial killer for sure and I was his next victim. My tears were streaming down my face and I tried with all my might to release myself from his grip still, he was too strong for me. My petite hands were numb and I muttered for him to let go. This time I was actually scared. He was going to kill me and Dorian was still in the freaking bathroom. "I didn't even get the chance to know your name! Goodbye, fair lady!" he whispered near my ear and raised his other hand, the one that held the knife, and I closed my eyes. He stapped me.