An Angel With Devil Horns

The front doors to the mall seemed so far out of reach as I felt my stomach drop, feeling eyes on me. I looked down at the floor, making sure my blonde hair hung in my face. The sound of foot steps started to come from behind me. I quickly turned around, looking in every direction possible. No one was there, no one at all. "I must be going crazy." I mumbled to myself.

I started walking again as I felt someone's strong arms grab a hold of me. Before I was able to scream something clamped over my mouth. My eye lids quickly got heavy than I was surrounded by darkness.

My eyes fluttered open. Orange beams of fleeting light was all I could see in the dark haze. I slowly moved around, feeling my skin stuck to what felt like leather. The smooth sound of a car engine was like nails on a chalk board making my migraine worse. I raised up noticing a pair of beautiful brown eyes looking at me through the rear view mirror. My heart started to beat rapidly as I realized what had happened.

"Well look who's awake, my wonderful liability." The boy smirked as hate clearly showed in his eyes.