No Life

~3~

(Your point of view)

I hold my arms close to me and follow Shawn up the stairs.

I feel myself shiver from being uncomfortable.

I look around. Dead animals in jars line the walls.

Shawn opens the door to the main room. He smiles creepily as he opens the door for you.

You hesitantly walk through the door.

Shawn closes the door behind you and steps beside you.

Shawn looks over at you and you step farther away from him.

Shawn chuckles.

"You don't have to be scared of me," Shawn shrugs.

"Well you just had me chained to a chair and you've got creepy things hanging around," you huff.

Shawn laughs.

"Creepy huh. Most people would say you look creepy," Shawn snickers.

You look down at your outfit. Black ripped shirt that shows a little too much skin, black ripped tights and some new rock tennis shoes.

"Whatever," you murmur.

Shawn chuckles and leads you into his kitchen.

You look back down at your outfit and sigh as you see some of the holes have been ripped even wider due to tree branches and rocks.

"Have a seat," Shawn commands.

You sit down at his kitchen table and fiddle with your outfit.

"Any allergies?" Shawn asks.

"I'm vegan," you explain.

You hear Shawn mumble something and you roll your eyes.

You hear Shawn grabbing out dishes.

Shawn walks over to the table and sets down a plate of "salad." The salad only has plain lettuce and olives.

Shawn places a dressing down in front of you.

"Do you really think vegans only eat salad?" You question as you look down at the pathetic excuse for a salad.

"That's what I got," Shawn says.

"Thank you," you sigh.

Shawn chuckles and sets his plate of ribs down on the table.

You can't help but stare at it, it smells really good.

"Are you sure you're vegan?" Shawn smirks.

You chuckle.

"Sorry. That looks good," you shrug.

"You can have some if you want," Shawn offers.

You shake your head, "No thank you."

Shawn shrugs and starts eating. You begin eating your salad.

"So (Y/N), are you from here?" Shawn asks.