John Friggin Constantine

Chapter 7 - Why the neck?

Sages POV:

A year ago.

The rest of that car ride had a weird and depressed mood. But when we got back to the cabin, I walked straight to the sofa and collapsed onto it, I was flat out.

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I woke up to the smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol. Lovely just what I need first thing in the bloody morning. I looked over to the sofa next to me and saw John laying there passed out with his hand hanging down with a fag still in-between his fingers. I swear that thing is glued there. Also noticing the half bottle full of whiskey.
"Well we found our culprit" I mumbled.
I sat up stretching, rubbing my eyes and brushing my fingers through my long hair. I walked around quietly cleaning the mess that John had made. I bent down to pull the cigarette out between his fingers. He grumbled as I pulled it away and grabbed my wrist with a strong grip.
"Ow ow thats my wrist" I said trying to get his hand off me.
He sat up groaning and rubbing his head
"You drank to much?" I asked
"No" he mumbled sitting up and grabbing a glass about to poor another drink.
"Dude your liver has to be destroyed" I said snatching the glass from his hand.
"The last thing you need right now is another drink"
"Ok mum" he said mocking me. I just glared at him.
"Where's my phone?" I asked remembering that Jays probably blowing it up right now. I heard distant ringing, I'm pretty sure I left it in the bathroom. Oh great down that bloody hall thingy again. I ran towards the bathroom grabbing my phone seeing that I had about 20 missed calls and over 100 texts. Damn this girl really can be consistent.

"Hello?" I said picking up the phone
"Well where the fuck have you been?!" Jay practically shouted into the phone.
"Busy" I said not wanting to talk about John while I was in the same building as him.
"OH MY GOD YOU WERE WITH SOMEONE WEREN'T YOU... WAIT YOU STILL ARE AREN'T YOU!" She said all excited.
"Clam down jesus, I'm at my house.." I said trying not to sound suspicious.
"So you wouldn't mind if I came over right now then?" Jay said trying to catch me out in a lie. Two can play this game.
"No, of course you can come over, see ya in a bit!" I said a bit to enthusiastic.
"See ya in a bit!" She replied.
Well... I'm fucked.
After raising around the whites house trying not to get lost. I gathered all my things and walked towards the door.
"Where you off in a hurry love?" A husky voice said from behind me just as I reached the front door.
"Well I actually have a life to get back to, so if you don't mind imma leave now" I said in a hurried voice and opening the door.

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After sprinting home I entered my apartment slamming the door a tad bit to loud I thought I had beat Jay but I turned around to see Jay sitting there in a chair with her legs crossed looking at me with a smirk plastered on her face.
"What?" I said knowing I was busted.
She raises her eyebrows and her smirk turned into a smile.
"You got laid didn't you" she said thinking she knew everything.
"God no, nope hah" I said denying everything she had just said.
"Uhg damn I was hoping you had finally loosened up" she said laughing toward the end of her sentence, looking disappointed.
"Come on you had to have at least met someone?" she said nagging like a kid.
"How was your night?" I asked avoiding her questions.
She gave me a look and answered my question.
"It was great!" she said smiling
"Who was the lucky fellow?" I asked now smiling at her.
"Brent, his name was Brent and we exchanged numbers so you might be able to meet him one day" she said smiling at the thought of him.
"Looks like someone has a crush" I said in a song like tone, winding her up.
She just gave me her signature glare which I was proud of achieving. Jay ended up staying over and we just chatted for a while before I kicked her out because I had a shift to do at work. I ran around my house like a mad man trying to find my uniform and shoes getting ready for work. Damn I should really be more organized...

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I had the late shift so It was pretty empty in the coffee shop. I was the only employee left serving and was trusted to lock and clean up the place. I danced around the tables cleaning them and tidying up the place while listening to music. I heard the door creak open and you'll never guess who waltzed in. John friggin Constantine.
"Nice dance moves" he said with a small smirk.
"How did you find out where I worked?" I asked startled and embarrassed.
"I saw it on one of your shirts in your apartment" he said like it was normal. That's not creepy at all. Definitely not.
"Okay... So... why are you here?" I said slowly waiting for him to elaborate.
"I kinda... Uh.. need your help.." he said looking down at the floor.
"What? The great John Constantine needs my help?" I said sarcastically. He just looked at me.
"Okay fine, what's up?" I said crossing my arms looking at him.

He looked me up and down and slowly waked towards me with a sinister grin. I backed away as he came closer to me until my back met a wall. He leaned in close to me.
What the actual hell is going on? I thought panicking.
Is he drunk? Crazy? Oh my god possessed?!
"Are you nervous?" He whispered into my ear. His voice sent shivers down my spine causing my knees to go limp.
"What the actual fuck are you doing Constantine?" I asked uncomfortably.
"If I told you it wouldn't be fun now would it Sage?" he said as his lips neared my neck. I was frozen in place I didn't know what to think never mind do!
What are you doing push him off Sage! My subconscious screamed. His lips touched my neck ever so slightly when I pushed him off grabbing hold of my neck. A shooting pain ran from my neck all the way down to my feet. I took my hand away from my neck seeing blood.
"Holy shit" I said looking up at him. His face started to go weird turning into something else. Just before I could see what..

"Excuse me!" A voice said. I gasped in shock startled by this voice. It was a customer. I touched my neck searching for blood. Nothing was there...
Thank fuck for that... It was a vision.
"What can I get you?" I asked the customer with a smile releasing the breath I had been holding in for what felt like hours.
As I served the customer their coffee I flipped the sign on the door to say that it was closed. What the hell happened? Why did I see that? Normally I see other people in my visions but very rarely people I know. And why my neck? I questioned.
Don't tell me vampires are real... Well this just made things awkward...

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