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Undead Love Chpt. 4

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Chapter 4

Mick needed a while to calm down again, but we haven't much time there.
"HEY ASSHOLE!!!" I looked up. This group we met in the store stand on the other side of the river.
"You bite Diego and for that we will beat the shit out of you!" the woman screamed.
"Lets go!" the homeless guy said and helped me to got Mick back on his feet.
"Follow me." He said and we followed him under the bridge again. There was a big hole in the wall I didn't realized earlier and we walked in.
Behind was the sewers but it seemed that this homeless man lived here. A bit it looked like a livingroom, and next was a bedroom.
"You live here?" Mick asked confused and looked at the man.
"Since ten years from now and my name is Paul." The guy answered him and allowed us to sit down on the bed.
"I let you two alone a while." Paul said and left the "room".
I looked around while Mick sat on the bed looking at his feet.
"Its hopeless or?" he asked and I turned around.
"Nothing is hopeless." As I sat down he stood up.
"Don't you fear my near?" he asked not looking at me.
"You know I love you more than anything else on this world." I stood up again and wrapped my arms around his waist, lay my chin on his shoulder and cuddled him that way.
Softly I kissed his neck and realized how cold and even unhealthy pale he was.
"Tiky...." he mumbled searching something in his pocket.
"Yeah?"
"Maybe...maybe this is the last time we could be so close and because of this I wanna feel your love one last time so lay down on the bed..."
"Okay..." I did what he said and lay down. He did something but I couldn't see what it was and turned around then, let his black long coat slid from his shoulders before he crawl to me on the bed.
I lay one hand on his head and pulled him down to a deep passionate kiss.
I felt his hands slid down to my jeans, while mine run over his back and stopped on his cute butt.
Micks hand found his way in my pants but before more could happen we heard something very loud.
I sat up, but hold Mick so he didn't fall down.
"What was that?" he wanted to know.
"No Idea...you wait here!" I said and stood up.
"Be careful..." he mumbled and I walked out of the room.

I walked a few ways along as a fist hit my face hard. I fell to the ground as a pair of hands grabbed my hair and pulled me up on feet.
A tall and ugly guy looked at me.
"Where is he?" He said with an spanish sounding accent. This group found us. The guy infront if me hold a knife in his hand, the woman hold the guy Mick bite in her arms but I saw he was dead now and the other guy hold Paul and hold a gun on his head.
"Where is he?" the guy repeated.
"Who?" I asked with an angry face while blood run out of my mouth.
"Don't play innocent! We mean the old blackhaired bastard!"
"I will never tell you where he is!" I said and the man hold his knife on my throat.
"You better tell or I cut your throat! Call him so that he come here!"
"Boy, do it or we are all dead!" Paul said.
"Argh...." I was still thinking to call him as a door get open.
"Frank, look there!" the woman said and pointed at the door.
I looked up too.
"Oh my god..." was all I could say as I saw Mick there.
With a strange hissing sound he came in the light. His shirt and jeans were totally ripped, his left arm was spicked with big nails and smaller nails were in his fingers a knife was stabbed through his hand.
Glasspieces were spicked in his face and his shoulders, leatherstripes were like collars through his neckflesh. Rings and chains everywhere in his skin and on one chain was the cross I gave him as we came together. The red stone was shining in the dimmed light. Blood run out of the wounds and out of cuts on his inner tights.
He show his teeth and licked over his lip were two rings were in too.
Still hissing and moving his hands like claws he made even me scared.
"Pablo, look for this guy here..." the man that hold me said and I get grabbed on my hair from the other guy, while the man with the knife, Frank was his name, walked over to Mick.
"So what did we have here?" he asked and lift a chain with the blade of the knife up.
The blade run up to the ring that was pierced through Micks right nipple.
"Looks crazy...I like that!"
Breathing with a hissing sound Mick gave him a short smile.
Frank smiled too. I was afraid, what would Mick do know?
"We are away for a few moments...I wanna show this good looking freak something nice..."
Now I was pissed.
This motherfucker wrapped his arm around MY boyfriend and Mick allowed him to lead him in the other room again and closed the door.
But it wasn't long before we hear screams out of the room.
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SweetLittleHollow's avatar
it is really kinda awesome!!