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Sick Fantasy

Roses are red, so is blood. To what is more dangerous than hatred would be love. A clear sky with no cloud in sight, could turn into a raging hell storm over night. But why the obsession, why the storm? Read right now to learn more...

Sora_Gemini · Adolescente
Classificações insuficientes
13 Chs

Chapter 3: He's Here

"HE'S HERE!" Mora screamed before she ran passed the gate and left me by myself.

To think I actually felt pity for her.

That was stupid of me.

And I might possibly die for it.

Before I knew it, I could sense the chilling presence of someone behind me. I don't know what I was thinking, subconsciously I turned around to face this man that Mora was so afraid. I would regret it, so so badly.

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, but some reason my throat felt awfully dry.

It was a man with a bloodied hoodie and bloodied mask. His appearance gives me the assumption that he's around the same age as me. I tried to walk away, but my legs gave out and I fell onto the ground. I stared at the man and he stared back.

I'm so scared.

I don't want to die.

Please... someone save me!

"Sage? Your name is Sage right?" I felt my blood run cold when the man spoke.

The man kneeled in front of me and took off his mask, I couldn't believe what saw.

"Angelo?" I stuttered.

"Ah~ you already know who I am. Very good, then there's no need for introductions, is there?" Angelo spoke to me so sweetly, it almost made forgot that he most likely killed someone. Almost.

"Wha-- I-- you--" I couldn't really form any proper sentences as my lips continued to tremble.

Angelo chuckled before he took my hand and brought my back to my feet. "Don't over think it, I assure you I'll explain everything to you. So there won't be any misunderstandings."

"Okay." it was the only thing I could say.

It wasn't long until realized that I was sitting inside of a fancy restaurant. Sitting in front of me was Angelo who ditched his hoodie and mask. I was so confused and frightened, but I was curious.

"Angelo... why are we here?" I asked with as much courage I could muster.

"Hmm? For dinner, you are hungry aren't you?" Angelo said with an angelic smile.

"I'm aware of that, but I thought you going to explain yourself."

"I am, I'm just waiting for you to be on a more stable mindset. I have intentions to mentally break you."

"Ah... I see."

"That said, do you want me to explain now or after our meal."

"Now you be nice, there's so many questions I want to ask."

"Okay, go ahead then. I promise I will only speak truthfully."

How was he so calm? Isn't he afraid of what I might ask? Who are you Angelo really?