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FIFTEEN

Even from a one-block distance, I could hear the loud music booming from the one-storey house.
    But it was well situated, near the woods, away from other residences.
The porch was crowded with teenagers loud chatting. As if they were competing with the volume of the crazy hip hop blowing off the rooftop.
       
   Most of them were dudes.

Then I saw the female in a lava-red minidress and six-inches heels that made her more taller than she was.
     Her lips were painted a daring shade of pink, the long eyelashes lined in heavy mascara to give them a more noticeable look.

       Suzy grinned like a devil as we met on the porch stairs.

"Finally, my hot date is here."
   "Huh! I'm sure there are a bunch of guys in there that'd happily be your da-"
  She swung a hand, brushing it off. "Nonsense. I get what I want honey. And you're mine till, well, I die."

       "Huh!" I speculated to her not-so-funny joke about death.

   She entwined out elbows and walked us inside. Bating eyelashes at the other dudes on the porch.
  "Do you really need to do that?"

"Oh shut up. They should never forget I'm the one sexy girl that they'll never stick their little p*nises in."
   My mouth parted in pure surprise at her bluntness.

     "Well that's encouraging, huh!" I breathed silently.

She giggled as we walked in where the real party was... Most of the faces were familiar. After all, majority were from our school.
      After grabbing two cups of punch, Suzy urged me to the dance floor.

   In what felt like ages, we continued dancing and emptying more punch inside us... The alcohol percentage must have been higher, because I was getting dizzy after the third cup.
      "You alright?" Suzy's distant voice enquired.

I shook my head, not responding to her question, but trying to shake my sense back.
   How could punch affect me like a drug I've never taken?

"Don't worry, I might have spiked your drink sugar," Suzy shouted over the music.
I frowned letting her go. But was pushed back to the devil by the bodies around us busy having fun... The DJ dropped an even louder and crazy mix. And the crowd went wild in screams.

  Someone dragged me out of that haven room, pushing me in an empty hallway.
      My head was still on top of the moon to really know what was happening... But Suzy didn't let go, not till we were in a dark room upstairs.

The music faded as soon as she shut the door, before flipping the lights on.
    I  groaned falling on the nest bed. Not minding about my surrounding. All I noted was the frame pulling off my jeans, and shirt.

        There were endless giggles.
"Oh my gawd honey, you're hard already," she marvelled once my jeans were off.

    "Damn you," I moaned rolling away from her. My head felt heavy, like triple its normal weight. What drug had she given me?
   
  "Relax baby."
I saw her straighten, then slip out of the little dress to expose her full feminine body in a red bra and red panties.
      "Like what you see?"
"Suzy?" I groaned trying to sit up. But the more I tried, the more energy continued draining.

  "Be still baby. I'm in control tonight. I'll give you a good-" Her speech was cut off by the blinking lights... I glanced at the bulb. At that flash, Suzy sucked a gasp. Sounded like fear but it was difficult to discern from my toxified state.

    When the lights steadied, the female's eyes were bulged, a hand poking right through her left chest side from behind. The male standing at her back smirked at me over Suzy's head.
       Will wake up! I scolded myself, my brain not believing that that had happened.

  The bloody hand that had bore through Suzy's body was retreated in a pop sound. And the once bubbly girl dropped lifelessly on the floor as a heavy pool of red liquid quickly soaked her body.
     I watched it all like a horror movie.

Saw the hand holding a...heart.
Now that was the peak of my insides, a serious gush of vomit splashed from my mouth and covered the bed.
    It felt like I was puking my guts and balls.

         All the punch, and drowsiness vanished. And I was made to face reality.

He was still there, his green eyes laughing down at me with  every trace of liquid evilness.
    The blond hair... He had been dead.

"Hello, William." Harry grinned dropping the bloody heart to join Suzy's body.

       "Oh my gawd!"
More puke flowed out as I crawled away from him.
    
  "Why you running Will? Aren't you the mighty hot guy that had been full of confidence over Agatha loving you?"
        "Stay far from me you psycho!"

   But he kept coming, walking round the bed... "I'm not here to hurt you. But I'd have enjoyed every bit of it." Said licking some blood from his right hand.
      "Aah, so damn sweet."

The green pair arrowed at me again. "I wonder how yours will taste. No!" Harry stopped.
   His lips twisted as if fighting a mind conflict. "I'll tear you apart piece, by piece as you beg for forgiveness like a worm. I'll make you wish death was your mother."
This wasn't Harry.

  Sure the bastard and I had our differences, but never got to such an evil extent of death.

    "Harry you aren't feeling well. You just ripped someone's heart for chrissake!"
His face wrinkled up like a child's that's about to cry. But then erupted in mocking laughter that roared through the room mercilessly.

    "Did I rip her heart now? Well, she should have kept her legs shut and stayed downstairs like the others."

        I had gone beyond terrified.
My heartbeats had disappeared, or they were too fast to hear them... And the wild rush of blood in my veins, it'd make all the tubes burst any second.

Alex had been right. Everything she had said, from Harry becoming an Unholy, to the others on Athaga I presumed.

     Suddenly, Harry's head snapped, angling an ear towards the door... I grabbed that chance to roll on the floor.
Before I could get anything to attack the beast with, the door banged open, and they were there. The three weirdos from school, with Alex at the front.

    Harry's deep laugh made his shoulders bounce as he faced them.

       "Look who's showed up. The three saints."
"Its Nataline sugar," Alex corrected wearing a light calm grin. "You're just a newborn, eager, hungry, lusty, over confidence. Do you think you can match to us? We've existed longer than your grandmother."

   I caught the diminished frown on Harry. He hissed, giving everyone a view of his fangs.
     "Screw you slut!"
The blond dashed for Alex.

Her companions flashed out of the way by jumping and running on the walls.

  Their movements were all in blurs, at a speed my head could not wrap around.
      Alex grabbed Harry's neck and sprung up to climb on his back... If she wanted to end him, she could have easily broke his poor neck.

Watching that, I realised what a badass Alex was. Handling the vicious Harry by herself.
       
   In another blurred movement, Harry's body was thrust to the wall. He smacked against the surface before falling on the vanity table.

   As he sprung back to life, Alex's friends had his shoulders pinned to the wall, with the male trapping Harry's neck. One wrong move and he'd squeeze the demon out of him.

    My badass friend went to stand in front of him.
   "I'll spare you this once Harry Blue... But I have a message I want you to deliver to your leader."
        "Burn in hell," Harry hissed bitterly, his fangs longer and different from Alex's.

  "Oh I'm not asking for permission sugar." Alex stated as-a-matter-of-fact then tore his T-shirt at the abdomen to reveal his torso.

   She reached inside her jeans back pocket and took out a golden steel.
With no pity, Alex cut his skin in letters...  BLOOD GEM.

  Harry's groans of pain would torment my soul. The pain almost had an effect on me.

    And once they were done, they tossed his spent body out through the window.

At that point, I didn't know whether to thank or recoil from them.
   
    "Hey? You okay?" Asked Alex.

I stood up awkwardly, forgetting I was only in my black boxers.
     "N-no! He killed Suzy. Tore her heart out, oh gawd!"
I couldn't look or I'd throw up again.

    "Don't worry, we'll take care of it," the male assured. For the first time, I heard him speak. The second female, looking younger then the two just stared from a distance.
        

   

    

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