Bleed

Bleed
Chapter 1
The Beginning Of The End
"You're fired. Get out." my manager, Joey told me, angrily.
"What the fuck? I'm the best employee you have. You can't do this. This? This is bullshit!" I said, shocked and severely pissed off.
"I don't care anymore. You were my best employee. I'm sorry, Zoe. You're going to have to leave now." he sighed.
"You're not even going to listen to my side of the story? I have fucking witnesses!"
"Zoe, he is the mayor's nephew. I don't like the little prick, either, but if he presses charges, we're screwed. I can't stand up for you this time."
"You know what? I hated this job anyway." I said as I flipped him off & walked out. The mayor's nephew, Phillip, had smacked my ass as I was walking past him. So I smiled at him as I turned around, reared back, & punched him square in the face. Prick had it coming. Some people even cheered as I was walking away. After I flipped Joey off, I went to my locker to grab my things & then walked out to my car. I had decided that once I get back to my apartment, I'd get dressed & go to the bar to have a few drinks. Opening my front door, I sighed. I didn't really have any friends, I didn't really talk to my family anymore, & I didn't have a boyfriend, either. I lived in Huntington Beach, California while my family lived in Florida, Virginia, & New York. Needless to say, no one ever came to see me. I was a total loner. I didn't mind most of the time, but sometimes, it really sucked. I sat around & watched tv for a few hours until it got a little darker. I took a quick shower & then decided to change into my Dream Theater t shirt with my dark denim jeans & my black & red Etnies skate shoes. Grabbing my wallet, I walked out the door, locking the door behind me. The bar was just a few blocks down the street so I had decided to walk. About 3 hours later, I was good & drunk. Not wanting to deal with any of the drunk guys in the bar, I walked out. It was pretty warm, but there was a slight breeze, sending chills through my body. Now, I'd wished that I'd brought my hoodie. I walked along the sidewalk, hands in my pockets, just looking around, when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around & there was no one there. I shrugged it off & kept on walking towards my apartment. I heard the footsteps again & turned around, expecting to see someone, but still nothing. I was starting to freak out a little. Turning around, there was a pitch black figure standing about 15 feet away from me. It had red eyes & it was staring directly at me. I stopped dead in my tracks. I had no idea what to do. I couldn't think. I couldn't breathe. We just stood there staring at each other for what seemed like forever when it seemed to start floating towards me. I was frozen. I couldn't scream & I couldn't move.
"Are you ready to die, my dear?" he said in a deep breathy voice & an evil chuckle. Then I screamed & I ran in the opposite direction as fast as my feet would take me. I looked back & nothing was there. I stopped, looking all around me & I couldn't see anything. Then I heard low breathing above me. I looked up & he was sitting on top of the light post. I screamed & started running again, but he managed to jump down in front of me. He had a hold of my shirt & I could see the white glimmer of his teeth flash before my eyes. He was getting ready to sink his teeth into me when all of a sudden, something knocked him down. I dropped to the ground & scooted along the ground backwards as fast as I could. It was another dark figure. I just sat there, frozen in fear for what seemed like forever, watching them fight on the ground. The second dark figure was laying some major blows to the first dark figure. Then the first dark figure somehow managed to push the second figure off of him & he went flying across the street. He crept towards me & grabbed me by my neck, lifting me up off of the ground. I was scratching its hand & kicking, trying to make it let me go. I was slowly suffocating & then my vision started blurring. Eventually, I passed out.

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