Now Im Scared Pt 01

I screamed as the beast pushed me to the cold hard concrete, he was so large and muscular I had no choice but to obey. I squirmed and screamed as he held me but it was all for nothing. The thick bands of muscle on his arms and legs were inhuman and his large amounts of body hair even more so. He was so strong as he gripped my shoulders and tore at my clothes. I couldn't do this again, I fell into a dead feint.

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When I was nine there had been a man, a large surly looking man who had greedy eyes and a scary but charming smirk. He would always be waiting around the corners when I walked home from my small school, just observing. I remember one time being held after school to discuss my grades with my teacher. I wasn't failing or anything, I was too good, good enough that the teachers believed I was cheating. But when I made my way through the suburban streets of my home town I had feared turning the corner where he waited. The man had been hiding of course waiting for me to come to him. The last thing I noticed before he disappeared behind some bushes where his glowing eyes.

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The sound of a deafening screech interrupted me from my not so peaceful slumber. Something came flying out at the beast and knocked the breath out of me. I tried to scream some more but my throat was too dry to make a noise. "fuck!" The beast shouted as he was knocked into the wall with a loud thud. Tonight was not gonna be my night. The intruder dragged me into his arms and I knew I did not stand a chance against the thing I believed to be my saviour. I struggled and tried to squirm out of his arms to no avail. I gave up closed my eyes and hoped for the best.

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I opened my eyes to a large white room. A motel room? I looked around and took in the detail trying to establish a sense of where the hell I was. I listened to the shower run and wondered if I had gotten drunk and ended up in a random strangers bed. I knocked on the bathroom door and waited for the water to stop. I couldn't help myself staring at the God who walked out, he was gorgeous. Light Amber hair and piercing dark green eyes. I hoped I had fucked him. He looked at me questionably, he looked cute like that like a lost puppy. "I'm not a bloody dog and no I would not fuck a comatose woman who was nearly raped last night."

What the fuck? "H-how did you know I was thinking that and who are you?" I stuttered.

Shit this is freaky. "Gee freaky thanks, the name is Ceasar, you know like the salad if you want to keep comparing me to things." he stated with an arrogant tone.

"No need to get testy, my name is Arrebelle, you know like the name." I mocked him with a smirk which I was sure would give away I did not actually mean to offend him.

I really just wanted to go home and relax with a good book and a chai latte in my lap. "Great now you want to leave!" He said with an annoyed tone.

I decided he needed more mocking so I answered in an equally annoyed tone." No I would like an explanation for last night and all the weird shit you pulled this morning!" I really was quite annoyed at him for being a smart ass.

He sighed "you want an explanation," yes that's what I want.

"Do you believe in vampires?"

I stared at him, he looked so regular aside from the fact that he could pass as god with his good looks and arrogant tone.

"You just gonna sit there ogling me?" He asked implying that my time staring at his magnificent body was over.

"How old are you?" I asked wondering if it would offend him.

"Around three hundred and fifty" he answered smoothly. Holy cow he was much older than me and probably much wiser. I was only 22!

"Stop calling me old it's rude." He said in his musical voice. Oh god he was offended, way to go Arrebelle! I felt bad for offending him but he sorta deserved it for being an arrogant dick all the time. Why did he choose to rescue me last night not just leave me there like any normal bystander would?

"The thing that attacked you last night was a shifter, mythical beast to you, not my favourite creature, faes are my favourite." He really was starting to get on my nerves with his useless blabbering when what I really wanted to know was what did the shifter want with me last night?

"He probably just wanted to fuck you to create more of their sadistic population." Finally some useful but quite judgemental information.

I could tell he really had a thing against these shifters. "They murdered my whole family when I was nine." He answered my thoughts in a flat tone void of any emotion. I could tell he had had a rough upbringing. I wanted to comfort him on his loss, but decided against it. I didn't know this Vampire man thing.

I got up to wash my face in the bathroom. As I stared at the girl with long black hair, one green eye and one blue eye I thought back to last night. Shifters, vampires and the fae were all real.