DEEP ALLURES

"What fresh hell is this?" Simons's unique green speckled blue eyes were as wide as saucers as they took in the scene unfolding before her. She rubbed her eyes thoroughly double checking that she her tired mind wasn't playing cruel jokes on her and unfortunately, it wasn't. Her stomach twisted and her vision turned blurry as the steely scent of blood wafted to her small button nose that scrunched up in distaste. Her bare feet remained rooted to the ground in utter shock as she watched the crowd dissipate from the body of a young man that lay on the ground motionless with the thick red liquid pooled around his body. Her body quaked for the first time in along one with fear as she watched the Jessica, the school queen bee of the squatted beside the boy's corpse and dragged her long index finger elegantly in the scarlet fluid and lifted the finger to her red full lips. Simons's mind went hazy as her previously uncompliant body finally obeyed her mind that had been screaming at her to run. Her feet fumbled in an attempt to go back up the torch lit staircase causing her to fall backwards. She swore under her breath and closed her eyes anticipating the pain that was to come but none came. Her eyelashes fluttered open to meet a pair of blood red orbs looking down at her. She was captivated by the danger that swirled in them that seemed to invite her in deeper. His strong sturdy arms were wrapped around her slim waist as she looked at him with surprise painted on her delicate face. Simone broke out of the stranger's spell and realised their awkward position. She was about to shout and push away from him when his hand flew to her parted lips in prediction of her next move. He pulled her behind a pillar adorned with lit fire torches and tightened his hold on her. Simone became alarmed and started to fight to get free but the boy's didn't budge. The auburn haired boy was getting irritated by the girl in his arms who wouldn't keep still."Unless you want to end up like the guy lying on the ground, stop your fidgeting and corporate "He whispered in her ear. Simone stopped moving to his pleasure. She didn't like being told what to do but now she had no choice but to do so as she didn't want to end up like that unfortunate boy whose murder she had witnessed. The boy lifted the girl's small physique like she was paper and ran up the torch lit staircase. The passage which Simone had come through was now closed and its way was a wall with a single fire torch. The boy knowledgeably pulled it down and the wall opened into Simons's room just like before. Simone's hands were tightly clasped around his neck with her head buried in his chest.