Trouble
886 Words
Still trembling from our encounter, I made my way to my tiny apartment. I wondered why He would ever choose me, why He showed such an interest? My confusion only made my decision to meet him more difficult. I want to show him I am not afraid, but I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn't. Those eyes. Those lips. That body. River was beautiful in everyway that a man can be beautiful. His chiseled jaw, muscular arms and chest made him so desirable. Me? Extremely ordinary. My hair is dark red (cheap box dye, of course) and down to my lower back. I can't remember what my natural color is. Wild and curly. My eyes, which I find to be my best feature, are a bright gray blue color. As I said before, my body is more curvy than I'd like to admit, however I don't mind it. Hardly ever wear makeup. Why would the most beautiful man in town want me?! This has to be a rouse. A trick. I decided that I wouldn't go to Roy's Tavern to meet him. I am a coward. I don't want to be made a fool of, but I still remember what He said to me. The memory of His statement still shakes me to my core. The fact that He basically had superhuman speed to get to the door of the bookstore, and the fact that he read my mind and spoke back from across the parking lot didn't escape my mind. I am scared. However, I wanted to show up. Something, somewhere deep down inside me wanted to go. So I decided I would just get dressed and see what happened. I got to my apartment finally and of course there was an eviction notice on the door, which I tore off and threw on the counter with the other three that I had discarded the weeks before. I went to the bathroom to shower and my water was shut off! That bastard.. So my landlord is a prick. His name is Danny. Danny made me an offer once I had to refuse, and ever since he has been tormenting me. Shutting off my electricity and water, locking me out of my home. All because I refused to give him my virginity. I know it sounds prudish of me, but I want to save myself for someone who is worthy of it. Danny the dingleberry is not! So instead of showering I reached for my handy dandy refresh wipes and cleaned myself as best as I could. I washed my important bits with the gallon of water I'd save for emergencies. I decided to actually fix my hair with a half up half down moment with clips I found in the bottom of my bag. I found my old makeup, that I hadn't worn in months and applied eyeliner and mascara. Thank God I had left over perfume! I sprayed on my neck and wrists. I found an old dress that I found at a discount store and put it on. I looked really good. The little black dress hugged me in all the right places, and the sleeves made it even better. And to top it all off, my trusty Doc Martens. I decided, reluctantly to go. I grabbed my bomber jacket and started walking towards Roy's. Let me just say I hate being Cat Called. It's gross. The men that were CatCalling, were just as disgusting as the act itself. I ignored them as best as I could, praying they wouldn't follow me. I made it half way there and... trouble. Danny. He was making his way across the way and waving me down every step. He approached me and said " Hey, ready to give it up yet?" " I have plenty of water at my place." I gave him a go to Hell look " No, actually. I not. And as far as your water is concerned, go drown in it!" Danny laughed in a sadistic manner. " I'd rather F*ck you in it!" I stopped and slapped the taste out of his mouth. Blood streamed down his chin. Which shocked me and pissed him off. Danny grabbed my neck and backed me into a dark ally. " Little girl, you have no idea how badly you just messed up!" He proceeded to punch me in the stomach, " You little tease! You walk around acting like such a prude, but you are just a w***e!".I fell to the ground throwing up. I gasped for air. The pain was unbelievable. I just knew he was going to kick me. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the pain but, instead I felt an icy wind and heard a loud grunt. I was too afraid to open my eyes, until I felt two large hands on me. I looked up and saw River. He was covered in blood. " Eli!! Eli!! Are you okay?" I looked into his eyes. They were black and red. He shouted " Talk to me, please!" I said "Your eyes!" and I passed out. I woke up once or twice and all I can remember is the metallic smell on His shirt and the strong arms around me. I dreamt of Him. River.
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