I was in a park, decorated beyond splendor.. But of course only I would know that. A thin cloud of mist hung around the edges of my vision, and I realized it was an illusion. I started backing away, knowing that I was trapped and I had to face my enemy head on. Then out of nowhere, a body formed before my eyes, and all I saw was the gleaming white fangs and the dark red lips that tried to bite my neck. I jumped, but couldn't dodge it. The fangs sank into my arm, agony spread and I tried to scream....
Only to wake up.
But somehow, from that dream, I had acquired a scar, a throbbing, red scar of a rose, right on my arm.
"The count down begins" I heard from my TV, which was on and the volume down to a bare minimum, and I shuddered.
Don't look too much into this-I told myself, but I had a suspicious feeling that I should, very much look into this.
I was right.
Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare.
"Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything.
"N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him.
And it seems like that is what it will always be.
The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?