Taking the last bite of the ruptured meat ball held in his hand, he meandered a seemingly interested gaze at me; dropping the remnants of heat tissue onto the metal floor with a gush. Step by step, imitating a practical procedure one would if carefully walking upon a field full of hidden mines; tiptoeing from triggering a devastating explosion.
Crawling up my body little by little till the metallic aroma reached my nostrils; Jensen's hot breath bathed on my fair like skin.
A soft chuckling cooed along the higher point of my cheek to just pecking along the entrance of my ear.
"Did you know... our little Jensen here has a magnificent secret... a tantalizing feat that he's been keeping all to himself..."
I shifted as mush as possible away underneath the stocky shell; but it made no use as the iron vapors were still stirring my intestines into a twisting sensation.
He giggled like an insanely stalkerish schoolgirl fawning over the school heartthrob.
"...want... to... know... what... it...is...?" he poked at my nose with every syllable.
My lips parted from the dryness plaguing them from the muggy air surrounding the area.
"Why would I care about his secret?" I sassed.
"Hmmpphh..." he jested; removing his chin from the school picturesque pose.
"Well, it involves your hairy little beast friend... and that my dear, should garner some attention... for I do believe you care for him!"
He had been right in his assumptions, but I wasn't about to allow him to gain any leverage over me.
"He's hardly a friend, simply a dippy hound to use." I stifled at the last word but found my assertiveness within the fractioned second.
"Good..." He gleefully clapped.
"...very good!" Immediately stifling the odd joyfulness, he had been showcasing, to a brooding scowl replacing the dimpled smile. "Then you won't mind if I scamper over and pay our toothy Ben a sinful visit?"
My chest hammered out of beat, afraid of what I may have unleashed on Ben... my friend, but he was a fiercely strong-willed guy; possibly more so than Nikki ever gave him the credit for.
"Not at all..." I grumbled.
"You're ruthless... which is why you will always end up alone..." His wailing laughs morphing to a growl.
Speeding off me and out the nearest window, crackling and splashing through the glass; taking off into the murky fog building off the ground's warmth.
We were left to our own defenses as tree limbs incessantly broke from far off in multiple directions; huffing breaths thronged closer and eventually over the crickets and frogs' musical banters.
"What do we do?" The Professor's wife whimpered; finally leaving her spouse's body's side; and joining me at the front entrance way.
I jerked in a slight retraction of her hand and from her sudden appearance; I had almost completely forgot she was even here till just now.
"I have one idea..." I proposed.
I sighed in disbelief of what rolled through the reasonable cognitions trampolining up and down.
"We are going to have run for it; the campus isn't that far from here, at least if we take a shortcut through the cemetery."
A sentence every girl dreams to utter; Disney would be proud.
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'Moon Shapes'
Ficção GeralTwo POV narratives, woven into one unimaginable terror! "What do you believe is real or is it all an elaborate nightmare?" When Danni and her best friend, Nikki, move to their apartment near school campus, things quickly begin to warp out of their...
