“Oh my god, that is my song.” Hayden slurred as she heard the intro of the song Let’s Get Lost by G-Eazy. “Is this also the part where we make out?” The girl asked while batting her long lashes, and giggled before taking a sip from her glass of vodka.
I take a deep breath as I turn into the dark alley that
leads to my tiny apartment. A few feet in, two men jump out in front of me. Not
knowing what to do, I stagger back. Once the two men start walking toward me,
the word run screams in my head. But before I get the chance to, each of they
grab my arms tightly.
“Get off me!” I scream, squirming in efforts to release
their grip on me.
In the midst of my squirming, a tall, pale man slowly walks
around the corner. His maroon button up shirt blows in the wind, showing many
tattoos. Something about him seems so familiar, so attractive.
I clench my jaw as I stare cold into his eyes as he
approaches me. “What do you want from me.” I demand, trying once more to get
out of their grip.
“What I want from you is simple,” He stalks forward, staring
back into my eyes. “It’s you.” He purrs as he strokes my cheek.