My Best Friend Is A Pixie

6. Narissa (I)

My confrontation with Marinna was one hell of a ride. I showed her her place but the fact that Will was now dating her was like a brick to my face. I knew she'd been desperate to get in my boyfriend's pants but I didn't think he'd ever accept her as a girlfriend.

The fact upset me alot and also that I never thanked that girl, Shia, for saving me after Marinna escaped Will's clutches. I know her name because I saw her scribbling it on her notebook during class one day. It was because of her that I didn't have my eyes clawed out or something even more horrible.

I mean, who knows what Marinna is capable of?

I would've thanked her had I not been shocked to the core when Marinna yelled if you love me or something like that. Feeling horribly down, I trudged back to my car and slammed the door shut.

I had to meet with Principal Maxwell today but I just skipped the entire thing and drove straight home.

My heart knew that Will would have to move on once I broke up with him two years ago but what I didn't even imagine was him going for the girl who wanted everything that was me.

I've never ran to my room faster than this and once I was inside, I locked the door and buried myself in the sheets of my bed. I'd been holding my tears ever since I came back from school but now I don't think it was going to work anymore.

After sobbing and sobbing, I pulled my head out and glanced towards the window. The sun was setting outside causing an orangish and reddish glow across the normally blue sky.

I yanked my phone out and checked the time at it's glaring screen.

7:45

Groaning, I got off the bed and dragged myself into the bathroom. I gasped when I saw myself in the mirror. My hair was completely dishevelled, my mascara ran down my face, my lipstick smeared.

I took a hot shower and when I got out, I heard dad and Jane laughing outside my room door.

They sounded so happy and so at ease.

Deciding I was going to hit the bar, I quickly put on a shiny, shoulder-slashed silver top and tight leather jeans. Slipping on black and silver high heels, I grabbed my bag and swung it over my shoulder.

When I yanked the room door open, the two of them were gone. Not wanting to hear anything more, I quickly walked downstairs and out of the house.

I didn't bother grabbing my car keys on the way and just walked there to let the cool breeze blow through my hair and ease me down. I had an inkling that no one was going to wonder where I disappeared off to.

When I reached outside the entry doors, I squinted as the huge blue sign reading "Blue Stone" glared at me. Pulling my ID out, I pushed facelessly past the bouncer outside who gave me a seductive sort of smirk.

Once I stepped inside, the fresh smell of sweaty bodies hit my nose, almost making me gag and the sound of loud music vibrated off my chest again.

I dragged myself across the dance floor where many wannabes were busy flirting, making out or feeling each other up. I wasn't here for guy attraction.

Nopes.

I was here to cuss them all out tonight.

I was here to condemn all the men in my life.

Will and Dad.

Cuss them about how easily each of them forgot the other and moved on. How easy it was for them to forget how they used to confess love of eternity to the other.

Okay, maybe Will didn't do that but I held him as guilty as my father because he never asked why I broke up with him when we were so happy together. And two years later, I find out he's now dating that one girl he knew was jealous of everything I owned.

Including him.

I yanked my credit card out and threw it on the counter to the bartender. "Give me the heaviest booze you got."

I was going to get absolutely drunk tonigh.

About ten shots later, my vision only slightly blurred. It was disappointing because I was giving hundreds of dollars and still getting nowhere. Not satisfied with how my tolerance was fighting with me, I ordered more and more.

Now there were about 4 empty bottles lying on the counter and my voice was completely slurry.

It worked!

As I reached out for more, the bartender pulled it away from my grasp, "That's enough miss. If you continue drinking this it might not end up good for you."

I frowned, "But I want another one!"

As I said that, my head felt heavier and I dropped it on the counter and took a few breathes to calm myself down.

So this is what it's like to be drunk.

I heard the counter guy talking to someone before he turned to me. "Why don't you call it a night? I'll call you over a cab and you can go home."

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the building headache. Great, my drink was coming off as soon as I got it on.

I felt the presence of a guy next to me, "Hey beautiful. You drank all that just by yourself?"

"Yes." I barked, annoyed that another male was bothering me while I tried to steady my head. Couldn't he see I wanted to be left alone?

Not taking the hint, he gently and seductively ran his fingers over my bare shoulder, "Want me to join in? Drinking alone doesn't help. Or we can take this back to my apartment."

His fingers were warm and sweaty which was further adding to my disgust.

Then suddenly, I felt the need to haul.

I've never vomited after a drink so I guess I really did overdo it this time.

When he saw me gag, his eyes widened and he quickly backed off, "Maybe another time."

The bartender handed me a bottle of water as the guy ran back to wherever he came from.

I took the water and gratefully bowed my head slightly to him. I tipped my head back and let the cool liquid fall down my throat, pushing away any haziness I felt.

Taking my card back, I thanked the kind guy and tipped him big.

After that, I swung my bag over my shoulder and walked on out of there.

When I pushed the door open, the cool, night breeze hit me in the face like a jet. Fishing my phone out, I glanced at the time.

11:25

When did it get so late?

Before I could make any calls, the phone beeped and then died on me. Frustrated, I shoved it back inside and walked the rest of the way because there were no taxies in the area.

It must've been way past 12 when I finally entered the secluded driveway surrounded by the dark, thick forest. I wasn't creeped out at all because I was so tired of everything going on around me.

I was tired of trying to deal with my mom's death and failing. I was tired of trying to accept dad's new girlfriend and failing. I was tired of the kids at school judging my every move. I was tired of thinking what things would've been like had I not broken up with Will.

I was thrown out of my self pitying situation when my body collided with a clothed wall and I stumbled back.

Clothed wall?

I looked up to see three guys in all black, their faces covered with dark baseball caps. Since it was dark, I couldn't exactly make out how they looked.

The one on the left was of a shorter height and he wore a dark blue navy sweater and jeans. The one on the right was tall and thin and he had on a black bomber jacket while the one in the middle, the guy who I collided with, had on a black leather jacket, dark jeans and only he was covered by a face mask.

I frowned.

Why were these three outside my house at this hour of the night?

"What are you guys?" I mumbled trying to push past them.

The one in the middle, leather jacket guy, pushed me back again.

Now my panic senses kicked in as I realized what was probably going to happen. I tried to look around to see if someone was there but it was so dark.

The three stood like dummies, not saying a word.

I slipped my bag off my shoulder and wrapped it's chain around my hand, to use it as a weapon.

"I said what are you!" I shouted, hoping someone would hear me.

I guess they figured it out too because leather jacket guy pulled out a pocket knife and the other two began walking towards me.

What happened next happened so fast I'm afraid I don't even remember all of it.

In a split second I swung my bag and hit the one coming in from the left and back kicked bomber jacket guy in the stomach. They grunted and lost their footing giving me time to turn around and make a run for my life. But I hadn't taken two steps when I felt a strong hand yank me back by the elbow.

I came face to face with leather jacket guy.

Or more like face to mask.

The only part I saw of his body from up this close, were his eyes.

Those emotionless, dead blue eyes. They were so blank and devoid of emotion that for a moment I thought he wasn't human.

I suddenly felt so exposed. As if he was looking into my soul.

He lifted the knife to stab me. I frantically thought of how I could escape him. No way in hell was I going to die.

Not by him anyway.

Without thinking, I lifted my knee up and slammed it in his jewels.

He doubled over with pain and I stumbled around him and ran for the trees.

I could hear the other two pursuing me so halfway through, I threw the bag to my left and ran for my right. The forest was dark and gloomy at this time of night. I found a boulder and quickly hunched behind it, waiting for them to take the bait.

Once they do, I'll run straight back out and into my house which was only a few feet away.

"Where is this little b***h? If I was going to let her live before well now, she's surely dead," one of the guys yelled.

I clenched my fists, trying my best to be brave.

"Just grab her wherever you see her. She's not ours to take. She's the boss' to deal with," the other one added. "But I'll put in some extra t*****e before we finish her."

Wait, the boss' to kill?

Were they after my life deliberately?

But why would anyone want to kill me? For a split second, I wondered if Marinna sent them but brushed it off.

She wouldn't kill me for what happened today.

Their voices were beginning to sound distant. Maybe they were close to the bait I threw. But I shouldn't have been relieved so soon because I heard a crunch so close to me.

One of the two must've wandered to this side. I shoved my palm against my mouth, scared that he'd hear me breath. The crunching got closer and closer to the point where I could see his shoes.

I closed my eyes, praying he won't see me.

"Hey! I found her bag. She went this way!"

Relief washed over me in ten folds as guy number 2 jogged back over to guy number 1.

I peeked around the boulder and saw as they ran around, holding big chainsaws in their hands.

My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

They brought chainsaws to kill a girl with?

Not wanting to be torn to shreds by these people I quickly but noislessly scurried over and ran back to the road. I peeked out just in case leather jacket was still there holding himself but to my relief, he wasn't.

I spotted my house standing tall amongst the trees and felt a sense of joy wash over me as I eyed my safety just a couple of feet away.

I looked around once more before running top speed towards the tall black gates.

I was so close.

But not too close.

Because I felt a strong force yank my hair back and shove me to the ground on my back. All air knocked out of me as my body made contact with the asphalt.

Not wasting any time I quickly sat on my butt and looked at the masked guy towering over me, knife lifted.

"Why are you doing this?" I cried out.

He just stared at me for a moment before charging forward.

"NO!" I screamed covering my eyes with my arm, just waiting to be shred to pieces by this guy.