Sky finally fell asleep at a ungodly hour. He awoke to his phone buzzing. He rubbed his eyes and yawned big. He grabbed his phone and smiled when he saw who had messaged him. He typed back. [i[+red “Nothing that I know of. What do you have in mind?”]] He clutched his phone in his hand and stood up and stretched. His back cracked. [+red “Fuck.”] He rubbed his eyes again.
Sky turned the hot water on in the shower. Burning hot. He stepped in and the water steamed on his cool body. It seemed as of late that his showers needed to be hotter. He was always cold. He needed to be hot. His skin was red, but he still didn’t feel hot enough. He scrubbed his scalp and down to the ends of his hair.
He stepped out and wrapped a towel around his slim waist. He grabbed his phone off the sink. He smiled when he saw he had a message. [i[+red “A new art show? Sounds good to me. I will meet you there.”]] He smiled and sent the text. He brushed his long hair and pulled out a pair of scissors. He needed to trim his dead ends. He trimmed off his split ends and rebrushed his hair. That made him feel refreshed.
He looked through his cloths in his closet trying to find something nice to wear to the art show. He pulled out a few options. His phone chimed. It was a reminder to go get his allergy medications from the pharmacy. Even though he had not been having and trouble with his allergies like usual. He nodded and threw one some gray sweatpants and a white tank. He had sometime before the opening so he figured he would just go get his meds now before he forgot.
He drove down and got his meds. He took the backroads home, windows down and radio on. That’s when he saw him. The creeper from the park. He was jogging with a splint on his wrist. Sky flew into a fit of rage. He slammed on his breaks and sat there for a moment. This was the perfect spot. No houses. No cars. Just a empty road and a empty bike trail. He did a quick U-Turn. He slowly pulled up next to the man. The mand stopped and turned around slowly. [b “You. What the hell do you want?”]
Sky got out of his car not saying a word. The man backed up slowly. Sky smiled. A wide smile from ear to ear. Showing, what looked like, fangs? Yes fangs. [b “What the fuck back get back!”] Skys eyes began to glow a faint red as he moved closer to the man. The man stumbled back wards and fell on his behind. [b “Get back! I’m warning you!”] Sky laughed. [+red “Oh, I’m so scared.”] He pounced on the man. He looked him in the eyes. His eyes not a shimmering red. Before the man could scream Sky took his hand and with power he didn’t know he had he stabbed right through the mans throat pulling out his wind pipe. The man gasped as blood gushed all over Sky. While the man was still figuring for his life he took his already bloody hand and shoved it through the mans chest ripping out his heart. By this point Sky was fully erect. He took the man’s heart and took a huge bite out of it then spitting it out. Sky tilted his head back let out a long sigh and smiled. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, just smearing the blood all over.
Sky got off the man and pulled him off into the tall dead grass as small mice ran away. He kicked him down into a natural made ditch. He walked back to his car and grabbed the wet wipes he kept in his glove compartment and cleaned off his face and hands. He drove home unnoticed. He looked down at his phone. [+red “Oh, fuck.”] He was running low on time to get to the Gallery. He ran to the bathroom and turned the hot water on all the way and jumped in fast. He scrubbed all the blood off of his bad. He looked in the mirror to triple check that he was clean. He still felt kind of dirty even though he scrubbed and scrubbed. He grabbed his phone and sent a text. [i[+red “I am running just a little late! I will be there soon!”]] He brushed his hair and decided to leave it down. He grabbed one of the outfits he chose. A nice pair of black skinnies, that hugged in all the right places. A nice simple sweater. He rushed out the door.
He smoked a cig on the way. Spraying some cologne as he pulled up to Yuzuki waiting out front looking as stunning as ever. Sky jumped out and walked over. [+red “I am so sorry I am late.”] He bowed his head, his dark hair falling in his face. He looked up and smiled. [+red “You look lovely.”] He pushed up his sweater showing the tattoo on his left forearm.