Blood Stains and Fingerprints

I've seen him in a fight he lost and it wasn't worth it. But he loved me and didn't give up.


3. Chasing Cars

I fell to the ground. "Oof" Their eyes widened at the sight of me. Surprisingly I wasn't hurt, I pushed my self up on my elbows staring up at them. "Didn't we-" The curly haired one asked. "Yes Harold we did." Harold? That's an unattractive name for a hot boy. I stood up slowly but the moment I got on my feet the other boy pushed me against the wall trapping me, 'Harold' following behind him.

"How the hell are you alive?" He hissed. "Is she?" 'Harold' asked. The other one nodded. He let go of my wrist and I ran. As fast as I could. I was still getting used to this but it was exciting unless two guy that can run faster are chasing you. I turned a few corners to end my self up at some tall gates, blocking a way into the woods. I turned around and curly haired boy was in my face. I didn't move. If this was real life, I would be dead but no, I'm probably not waking up anytime soon.

"So you are, who turned you?" He purred in my ear. It gave me this feeling to kiss him but I managed to hold back. The other one soon came into view pulling him away from me. I silently thanked him. "What's your name love?" The other one asked. "Don't call me love ass. I didn't want any trouble, what do you want from me?" I spat. Whoa. Ok. I'm getting pretty vicious... Someone wake me up.

"Ok! I'm trying to be nice, I'm Louis and this is Hazza, aka Harold or Harry or Haz." He said gesturing to the angry boy beside him. I smiled. At least Louis is nice! "I'm Nia. I didn't mean to run into you or anything, I don't know what's going on with my uh... strange doings like the fast running and hungriness for blood and-" Louis and Haz started laughing. I raised an eyebrow at them, "whatever, you guys weren't nice to run into" I ran off then the chase started again as they called "wait!" repeatedly.

It was a dead end. The only way across was the crossing but cars were coming by. Scratch that. Racing by more of it. I gave it a second thought but I was taking chances. I had a headstart running towards the crossing. I closed my eyes hoping it would soon be over. I jumped. Tell my parents I love them and I apologize for the past 18 years. And I was the one to eat the last cookie out of the jar. I opened my eyes a tad bit while I was in the air. Below me was the cars coming by. I soon landed on the ground leaving a crater below my feet on the concrete. I let out my breath and looked back, the 2 boys on the others side with their jaws hanging. I winked at them and took off.

I kept running like there was no tomorrow. I wanted to hide so the record shop was the closest place to blend in. I stepped in and took in the aroma of coffee. About 3 people were looking around while a hippie guy just sat at the counter tapping his drumsticks to the music in the background. I 'pretended' to browse through a collection of the Beatles as I stared outside the display window to see if they found me. 2 seconds later, they walked by, no looking through the window. I let out a sigh. I smiled at the hippie dude and walked out the store looking left and right to see if they found me. I walked the direction I came from and turned the corner to walk into the boys again. God dangit Nia! They smirked down at me. I rolled my eyes. Harry grabbed my wrist and pulled me along as I struggled against Louis's hands on my shoulders.
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