The Wicked End

The guy who was making out with the girl pulled away and turned to me “what you staring at?” I blinked “oh uh I got lost I was wondering if you could tell” then there laughter cut me off he shook his head as I finished “could you just tell me if you saw a tall guy about ‘5’8 with short black hair slicked back wearing a black dress shirt and jeans he has green eyes and uh oh yeah he’s white. Have you seen him?” they laughed the girl leaned over “what’s his name?” I smiled at her “Matt” the guy who was sitting on the floor coughed and fell over coughing.
I looked back up at the couple “so you know him?” I asked the girl shuddered I blinked. The guy laughed “you got away?” I shook my head “no I’m looking for him and I followed him down this way.” He laughed harder now earning a few stares by other hooligans “you followed him?” I nodded in a duh way I mean come on he’s a good looking guy and nice.
The girl shook her head “trust me forget about him. Turn around and go home the way you came.” I blinked “but” she shook her head “get away from us we already helped you” I stomped my bare foot against the cement and walked further down the streets. I crossed my arms over my chest as I saw a few old guys looking. A few moments’ later people would look up at me and turn away a few guys just walked off.
I sighed as I walked. The street was unfamiliar to me there was trash all over; the shops were all closed down with broken windows, the doors were boarded up. There were people lying on the sides covered in news paper and torn blankets. I sighed “fuck” every one turned to me and looked away it was cold as hell and I was not going home until I found him he had some questions to answer.
All I could think of were his green eyes. A cool gush of wind wrapped around me, oh I really regret leaving my jacket at my place. There were footsteps following me down the street I decided to walk on ignoring the person. I walked down the never ending street for minutes, I was shaken out of my thoughts by a voice that I had forgotten all about “you cold?” he asked I shrugged “no I’m fine thank you” with that being said I walked on.
An arm draped over my shoulders it was him. I looked up in shock “uh h-hi?” he nodded “why are you following me?” I shook my head “I’m not” he chuckled lightly “I know you followed me out of bloody bones and down the street and through that alley where a guy grabbed you, don’t worry I took care of him. Why didn’t you listen to the girl?” I stopped walking he stared down at me waiting for an explanation I shrugged “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I happen to live around here, and what did you mean you took care of the guy?” he smirked “you live around here? Tell you what if you tell me where I’ll walk you home if not you go somewhere with me”.
I sighed “uh okay it’s just down that way” he laughed “okay then” and we started to walk. I swung my shoes around in excitement he was here with me. The problem was finding home. His voice was a low soft one “stop that” he said. I blinked “what walking?” he shook his head “the shoes stop swinging them” I sighed and did as I was told. He laughed “great” I couldn’t help but to start over. “Give them here” he said I shook my head no he sighed and walked on.

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