I Thought it was Given to Help...
Chapter 5
Previous ChapterThe sun had already set 30 minutes ago, its warm rays of light leaving Sunset's skin. She was cuddled up on her couch with a blanket. Her friends have been blowing up her phone. But she didn't have the energy to reach for it. Her backpack was on the other side of the room, lazily thrown on the floor. It was getting late and she knew she should get some sleep, but a thought kept her awake.
Ever since she got her geode, she used it with her friends to help save the city from any magic related problem. Yet something was wrong, and Sunset needed answeres. If the geodes were given to help, then why did it feel like it was just punishment in disguise. Not wanting to think too much of it, Sunset decided to go out for a late-night ride.
Grabbing her leather jacket, along with her helmet, Sunset made her way to the door. She was in the mood for some graffiti art, so she grabbed a hoodie and her spray paint. As she was walking down the hallway, she heard a familiar noise behind her.
"Didn't know that you is my neighbor."
Jaded Fleur...that bitch
Sunsets POV
I was about to continue walking, but I remember in all the movies that I've watched, the guy just follows her afterward. Not wanting my life to become some shity cliché, I swiftly turned around. "What do you want?"
"Just wanted to say hi to a beautiful girl like you."
Just stop. I don't need this. "Sorry but this 'beautiful girl' doesn't want to talk to you right now...or ever."
"Oh and whys that? Shouldn't you be off to bed instead of going out? We have school tomorrow. You don't want to ditch it school does you?"
"Says you."
"Touché"
Rolling my eyes I turned around and walked away. I don't care if he followed or not, I'll just drive off anyway.
The air outside felt...with lack of any words, weird. I ignored it and made my way towards my bike.
It took a while to find an un-graffitied alleyway. But when I did, I decided to use every part of it.
There isn't a high possibility that I'd get caught out here. But I still like to take the risk.
Opening a half-way-used can of spray paint, I began my work. It wasn't something random like flowers or shit. I drew what came to me, but in this case, I was just wanting to draw anything.
The wind was the only thing I could hear. Its howling was loud and its bite was harsh. The paint dried faster and before I knew it I was done. Taking a step back I looked up at my work. It wasn't my best but it described my feelings...
Sad
It was sad. Like me.
Hearing some talking and footsteps I quickly grabbed my things and left. Stashing my paints under a box in a corner, I made my way calmly out of the alley. Pulling my hoodie up I avoided eye-contact.
My stomach grumbled loudly as I pasted a few restaurants. Feeling the desperate need for food I headed inside sugar cube corner. It was stupid of me, I know, to go into the bakery where one of my 'friends' work. Sighing I made pulled down my hood and looked at the menu.
"Hello, deary what can I get you this late at night? We're closing in about 15 minutes but take your time."
Putting on a smile I order the cheapest muffin they had. Blueberry something.
As she handed me my order I heard the chime of the door ring. Paying for my muffin I went to sit down on one of the booths by the window. Quietly eating my muffin I looked up to see a group of boys ordering their food. They looked to be about the age of a college student, but what made me feel uncomfortable was the way one of them was looking at me. He had this smirk playing on his lips and an evil glint in his eye as he looked over my body.
Squirming a bit I pretended not to notice, but I could feel his burning red eyes travel all over me as I threw away my muffin and quickly left the bakery.
Only to hear the chime of the door ring after me. This time it didn't sound welcoming. It sounded dangerous.
Author's Note
Yeah, there's a few grammar flaws but other than that I think it was ok.
Sorry for uploading late my grade dropped faster then gravity...lmao
Any comments or questions are highly appretiated. <3
