Chapter 4

3K 138 16
                                    

The sound of roller skates against the floor calmed me for some reason.

Maybe it's because I know I'm with people I like.

"Hey cutie.".

Oh joy. My favourite person. (Note the sarcasm).

I was taken a back slightly when I realised hair was no longer green.

It was purple.

Purple!

"You look like a fairy.".

He smirked. Oh look, it's back.

"Do you like fairies?".

"No.".

I'm glad I wen roller skating so often, because I easily lost him.

I looked back to see if he was still following me, but to my surprise, he wasn't.

He was sprawled on the floor.

I almost felt bad for laughing.

Almost.

Demon //m.c//Where stories live. Discover now