Red Death

~ROGUE P.O.V~

She looked down, DAMN! how come she has such an impact on me, no human girl has
ever before so why now and why her?

She seems so... i don't know it's hard to place it. To me she is like a mystery ready to be
solved, but how i don't know.

I watched her, feeling my dead heart beat, 'come on you best get home, you must be feeling
tired.'

She nodded and continued, i walked beside her one million questions going through my
head. I had never been so unsure about anyone before and now when she comes along i
feel like i've been knocked down and made to find out the hard way.

I growled to myself, frustration settling in, why is she just soo complicated?

'So what are you doing tomorrow?' i asked.

'Work,' she mumbled.

'I guess i'll see you at the book store then.'

She shook her head, 'No not the bookstore.'

'Oh?' I questioned.

'I work two jobs,' she said but it sounded as if her voice was guarded and wouldn't talk
about the other job.

'I see,' i murmerred.

They turned a corner and stopped in front of a red bricked house, 'well this is my house,'
she said.

'Ok well talk to again another time?' i questioned.

Something flickered behind her eyes and i didn't catch it, damn how did i miss it?

'Yeah sure... I guess i can give you my number,' she said heisitantly.

I smiled slightly and waited for her to tell me, instead she went into her house and indicated
for me to come in.

I walked into the house and stood in the hallway.

'In here!' she called out.

I walked around the corner into the kitchen where she was scribbling something down on a
piece of paper. She tore it and then gave it to me, our fingers brushing. I looked at the
number and mesmorised it tucking into my pocket, 'Thanks.'

She smiled slightly and looked down at the floor, 'its ok.'

'Ok well talk to you later then,' i said and turned to go.

'Yeah sure no problems.'

I walked out of the door and out onto the street, mesmorising the street name as well. I
would burn the piece of paper later.