UnBEARable (Interracial ) (Man x Male Demon)

Big City Encounter

Liam's lip curled up in a forced smile as he shook the balding mans hand who had sat before him. Said old man had been Liam's only hope of employment, Liam was nearing his wits end. This had been his third interview this month, each all ending in a similar fashion. It was either the position just miraculously filled in the span of the ten minutes he'd been going through his interview or they weren't hiring for said position despite the blaring now hiring sign advertising said job position. Every nerve in Liam's body was irked, did these uptight assholes think people lived off of air alone? Shit, he had bills to keep up with.

He had a feeling due to the peculiar yet familiar glint in the old crusty crows eyes that he wasn't getting the managers position any time soon. With a heavy sigh Liam fussed with his tie until he had completely unraveled it enough to breath.  Just as he stepped out into the big city streets pondering what the hell he'd do next his phone vibrated, he'd received a reminder from his cellphone service provider his payment was due tomorrow. 

"Y'all might as well cut the bitch off tonight because I ain't even got a rusty penny to my name" Liam growled at his phone.  His phone chimed again this time it was a text message from one of his acquaintances. 

Lyssa: You. Me.drinks. Tonight! 

Liam. Me. Broke. Crying. Eyes. Out. Tonight!

Lyssa: lul I'm paying brat 

Liam: Popeyes after or you're dead to me

Lyssa: Yuck 🤢 gutter food 

Liam: Blocked. Deleted.

Lyssa: lul I'll meet you at Castro's tonight at 9 don't be late loser 

Liam: Just have my drink ready when I get there heffa 

With a small smile Liam shook his head as he put his phone away  in his back pocket. Although he hated social gatherings in general there was no way he was going to pass up the opportunity to eat and drink for free.  His day had  undoubtedly been riddled with bad luck but perhaps a few drinks and some greasy Popeyes could  soothe his agitated soul enough to refuel his hatred for the next day. 

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Because he was piss poor Liam had no choice but to walk to Castro's night club which was  a whopping 3 miles away from his apartment complex. Although his back ached and his feet were howling at the moon he trudged ahead with nothing but beer and chicken on his mind. He had his mind set on overdosing on some chicken wings that night. 

The night was loud just as any other night was in the Big City and the streets were filled, be it car or homeless person. Liam half wondered what made him move to such a populous place. He had never been one for large crowds. 

Glancing up Liam could see the brightly lit neon sign that blared Castro's just a few blocks ahead. He could practically hear his feet cheering. Another unwanted reminder that he needed to get in shape desperately. He could no longer delude himself with the "still growing out of his baby fat" claim. 

As Liam is approaching a dark alley he begins to hear loud voices; angry voices. His first initial reaction was somebody was getting mugged. His pace slowed down as he pondered what to do. If someone really was getting robbed he wanted no parts in it. True he wanted to get drunk as a skunk and clog his arteries with some greasy chicken but he wasn't about to get shanked in some dingy alley trying to play the Good Samaritan.

Chicken be damned!

"Hold him!" This voice belonged to a man. Deep, baritone and menacing. 

"Did you think we wouldn't recognize you bitch!?" Another male voice yelled.

It's at this point Liam doesn't know whether to run or hide, he just knew once they were done mugging whoever it was they had cornered in the alley they'd soon be coming after his fatass and he couldn't outrun a snail. His whole lung would sooner collapse than let him outrun some thugs. 

Creeping to the very edge so as to take a peek around Liam glances into the alley and notices three hooded men donned in what looked like black robes all ganging up on what looked to be  a slender and petite young woman. The woman's face was obscured by the bulky bodies of the men and Liam's panic rose to new heights. 

Liam looked in all directions trying to see if anyone was around that he could possibly signal for help. Funny how the streets chose to be dead empty at that particular moment in time when he needed help. 

"Stop squirming!" Liam flinched at how rough the voice was. He was growing more concerned for the woman's well being.  His head reeled with thought after thought on what he could do but each idea that sprung into his head he was too scared to actually do. He refused to be stabbed in a dusty alleyway because he tried to be a hero. 

Pulling out his phone he instantly went to dial 911 when a sudden idea donned on him. 

"Data please do not fail me now please!" Liam prayed as he looked up 'Police Siren' and turned the volume all the way up. Just as the sound began to play Liam pushed his plan even further. 

"In the alley officers hurry up these dudes in black hoodies robbing her!" Liam shouted. 

"Fuck" he heard somebody shout and much to his practically orgasmic relief he heard the patter  of feet scurrying away. Liam was sure he was ten seconds away from having a strong bowel movement. This was just too much activity for his weak heart! 

Chancing a peek Liam glances back inside the alley to see if the coast was  clear and nearly shits and pees on himself when he notices the woman, who was previously being assaulted was now standing mere inches from him. Staring unblinkingly. 

"Um-ahem- you er uh okay?" Liam figured she was probably still shaken up by the whole ordeal but even still she was freaking him the fuck out. He didn't know whether to run or check on her. He wasn't feeling the way her big ol eyes stared at him unblinkingly. 

Liam's face morphed in horror in perfect sync with the cruel smile that broke across the woman's face. Her mouth looked as if she'd been eating razors. 

"Yes" was the answer the stranger gave and that was all it took for Liam to book it out of dodge. That wasn't no damn woman's voice that answered. And Liam be damned if he got caught up in the fuckery. 

This is precisely why Liam hated Big Cities!