"Who are you?" I managed to choke out. "And what do you want from me?"
"Asking a lot of questions, are we?" The tall man chuckled. "Let's have some fun shall we" He grabbed my neck and pushed me up against the wall. I had no chance to get away from him. He was too strong.
To say I was scared was an understatement. I was terrified, scared shitless. "L-leave me alone!" I yelled, trying to sound confident. I immediately regretted it.
"Ooh, you're feisty," He moved his head closer to my neck. "I like that" He seductively whispered. Tears started to stream down my face.
"Come on doll, let's bring you home. The boys will absolutely love you" He let go of my neck, causing me to drop to the ground.
"N- no! Get away from me! Leave me the fuck alone!" I cried, grabbing my throat wich burnt like hell from all the pressure he had put on it earlier.
"Now now, pretty girls don't curse" He stated, an evil smirk plastered on his face.
"Get away from me asshole!" I shouted, jumping up to my feet, trying to make a run for it.
He smashed me into the wall, "What did you just call me?" He hissed. What the fuck? Hissing? Are you fucking kidding me? "I could just snap your neck like a twig if I wanted to" He smirked again.
"N- no, please don't hurt me. Please" I pleaded, tears streaming down my face. I can't die, I'm only 19 for fuck's sake.
"No promises" He grinned.
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Jennifer Hadley was just a nineteen year old dancer. She lived in a flat with her best friend, Elena McKenzie, also a dancer. Their flat wasn't big nor small, it was a regular size, perfect for two young adults. But they lived near the dangerous side of London, and the dance studio was at the other side. What happens when two worlds of good and evil come across? And what if something, or someone, supernatural, gets involved in all of this?