Flirting With Death.

Chapter 2

I felt someone coming closer to me, but I couldn't see anyone.

"Hey! girl," a thick voice echoed, I suddenly woke up completely and saw a tough male figure infront of me.

I couldn't see his face because the room was dark. But his ears, they looked familiar.

"Are you the Ear Monster that eats...?" I asked him naively. "Yes baby! I'm the one, the one that eats up pretty ladies like you, baby." He said and laughed devilishly whiles coming closer and closer to me, smelling like smoke which almost made me sneeze.

"Go away!" I screamed and pushed his shoulders but he held my hands and yelled " Will you shut up? Or do you want me to have you for breakfast tomorrow morning?"

When I heard that, I opened my eyes widely as tears began oozing out.

He asked the other two men by the fire to leave us alone.

"I hate crying babies, I really do, I really do!" He screamed as he hit the hard bed with his fists.

I wiped off the tears with the part of my sweater sleeve reaching the back of my palm.

"Good girl." He said and touched my face affectionately, from my forehead down to my chin.

I wondered how he could see my tears even though the room was dark.

"Can I ask you something?" I whispered.

"What did you say, baby?" He growled.

"Why do you call me baby?" I asked, refusing to look at him,

"How old are you." he asked, bringing his face closer to mine.

"Please, move away!" I pleaded,

"What?! No one tells me what to do, who do you think you are? The daughter of two billionaires? Well I'm also an eater of the daughter of two billionaires." He growled at me and laughed devilishly, pulling his long ears.

"So he's going to eat me?"I whispered to myself.

"Yes baby, I heard that, and the answer is yes, I'm going to eat you, I am. But why are you so skinny?"he asked, touching my legs as if I was a soft doll.

"My parents won't spare you!" I mastered courage and yelled, "Wow, you're so funny." He said and laughed as if I was entertaining him.

"You think so?" That was the first time someone gave me a positive compliment, I smiled at him.

"Wait, do you have a mental problem? You've been kidnapped, and you're going to be eaten soon, and you're smiling, are you okay? he said to me with a puzzled tone.

"I know you won't eat me, I'm so skinny." I said, looking at myself on the bed.

"Baby, you're trying to play with my mind right? Tell me everything you've heard about the EM."he demanded, still pulling his ears.

"What's EM? I asked naively, " Ear Monster! dummy." He answered, hitting his palm on his forehead to feign ignorance.

"Oh okay, I've heard a lot about you on TV, you kidnap teenagers and demand for money, threatening to eat them up if no one pays a ransom." I explained, feeling good because someone asked for my opinion after so many years, "And the police are looking for you." I added.

"Mmm, I see." he said, rubbing his chin.

"So you're going to eat me?" I asked him again, trying to hear him say he won't.

"Baby, I don't eat people." I was relieved after hearing that. "I kill them." "What!" I exclaimed. "You ask too many questions, I just want money if I don't get it, POW!, you're dead." he said, pointing his index and middle finger at me in a form of a gun, I was already shivering after I heard him say 'POW!'.

"Are you not scared of going to hell?" I asked in an attempt to take his mind of 'eating me'.

"Oh c'mon baby, how can I be scared of going back to where I came from?" He jerked.

He calling me baby over and over again was so irritating. But there was nothing I could do as he already confirmed that he came from hell, I wasn't ready to follow him there.

"It's late baby, go to sleep." he said, pinched my nose with his long finger nails, covered me with a heavy blanket and disappeared into the dark. Suddenly I fell asleep on that hard bed.