Status: Complete: Might plan a re-write in the future.
The Sharpest Lives
Lisa's POV
As light shed over another eventless night, I headed home. Headed home, worried about what they’re doing.
“Hey, Rocco.” I patted my dog on the head. “Gotta go potty?”
I let him out in the back then I went to change into my sweats. I headed back out
as my cell rang. My boss.
“Hey, Linda,” I said.
“Lisa. Find any last night?”
“Nope. What’s the word?”
“No one ran into anything.”
“Crap. It worries me. There’s been nothing the last two nights. You think they found a new prey?”
“Likely, but then, there’s other things they could be up to.”
“True.”
“Anyways. Come by the office before the shift starts, I have your check.”
“Cool. See ya, Linda.”
“Hey, wait. You’re single right?”
“Why?”
“I have a son around your age. I should introduce you two.”
“I dunno. I’m pretty busy. I don’t have much time to have a life. Even my dog is independent.”
“Well, let me know. Take care.”
“You too.” I hung up. “Rocco, you tell me. Do I need a boyfriend?” He tilted his head. “You’re right. Come on, let’s go to sleep.”
I put the phone off the hook, and silenced my cell. I hopped into bed with Rocco and fell asleep. It was about 3 p.m. when I woke up. I showered, and threw on jeans and a t-shirt. It was the earliest I’ve been up, so I went to get some food. I was staring into a cup of coffee, lost in thought.
“Mom!” I shouted, running towards her and her attacker. “Get off her, asshole!” I jumped on his back.
He turned his head, looking at me with red eyes, and sharp, white fangs.
“Get…off,” he said.
“No!” I shouted.
For a second, he wasn’t looking into my eyes, but over my shoulder. I was grabbed around my waist and held back. I turned and another one with red eyes and fangs was staring at me.
“Stop!” I screamed, struggling.
I felt his breath on my neck.
“Just watch,” he whispered.
“No! Get off her!” I started to cry.
The first one hovered over, and I watched my mom gradually stop moving.
“God dammit! You asshole!”
“Your turn,” the one holding me said.
I closed my eyes and waited for it. It never came though. The next thing I knew, I was sitting on the ground, surrounded by guys in trench coats. The two attackers were laying on the ground.
“Did he bite you?”
“No. I’m fine,” I said. “But…he killed my mother.”
“You’re staring into that like you can see into the future,” someone said.
“Huh?” I looked up. “Hey, Linda.”
“Hey. Here’s your check.” She handed it to me.
“Sweet. Thanks. Anything new tonight?”
“Nope. Same rounds.”
“I better go get ready then. See ya,” I smiled and headed out.
“Hey, Rocco.” I patted my dog on the head. “Gotta go potty?”
I let him out in the back then I went to change into my sweats. I headed back out
as my cell rang. My boss.
“Hey, Linda,” I said.
“Lisa. Find any last night?”
“Nope. What’s the word?”
“No one ran into anything.”
“Crap. It worries me. There’s been nothing the last two nights. You think they found a new prey?”
“Likely, but then, there’s other things they could be up to.”
“True.”
“Anyways. Come by the office before the shift starts, I have your check.”
“Cool. See ya, Linda.”
“Hey, wait. You’re single right?”
“Why?”
“I have a son around your age. I should introduce you two.”
“I dunno. I’m pretty busy. I don’t have much time to have a life. Even my dog is independent.”
“Well, let me know. Take care.”
“You too.” I hung up. “Rocco, you tell me. Do I need a boyfriend?” He tilted his head. “You’re right. Come on, let’s go to sleep.”
I put the phone off the hook, and silenced my cell. I hopped into bed with Rocco and fell asleep. It was about 3 p.m. when I woke up. I showered, and threw on jeans and a t-shirt. It was the earliest I’ve been up, so I went to get some food. I was staring into a cup of coffee, lost in thought.
“Mom!” I shouted, running towards her and her attacker. “Get off her, asshole!” I jumped on his back.
He turned his head, looking at me with red eyes, and sharp, white fangs.
“Get…off,” he said.
“No!” I shouted.
For a second, he wasn’t looking into my eyes, but over my shoulder. I was grabbed around my waist and held back. I turned and another one with red eyes and fangs was staring at me.
“Stop!” I screamed, struggling.
I felt his breath on my neck.
“Just watch,” he whispered.
“No! Get off her!” I started to cry.
The first one hovered over, and I watched my mom gradually stop moving.
“God dammit! You asshole!”
“Your turn,” the one holding me said.
I closed my eyes and waited for it. It never came though. The next thing I knew, I was sitting on the ground, surrounded by guys in trench coats. The two attackers were laying on the ground.
“Did he bite you?”
“No. I’m fine,” I said. “But…he killed my mother.”
“You’re staring into that like you can see into the future,” someone said.
“Huh?” I looked up. “Hey, Linda.”
“Hey. Here’s your check.” She handed it to me.
“Sweet. Thanks. Anything new tonight?”
“Nope. Same rounds.”
“I better go get ready then. See ya,” I smiled and headed out.