She's a Little Harlot

Lifting my arm off my eyes I took a peak at the clock 2:45am are you bloody kidding me! Slowly and cautiously I grabbed my knife and stuck it in the holster on my lower back, I kept the chain on the door and slowly opened it "who is it" i said not wanting to look in case someone was waiting to attack "stand down princess, don't you remember me" my hands shook and I started to sweat "Carter, why are you here" since he couldn't see me i got out my phone that was in my jacket pocket and texted Ash quickly and silently 'Carter. Help' she knew better then to text back, hopefully she comes quick "I thought i'd take a trip down memory lane, we had such happy ones didn't we doll" i cringed, what we had was anything but happy. I heard almost silent footsteps and peaked out "Carter Colin Jackson" Ash snarled suddenly behind him grabbing his neck from behind "give me one reason I shouldn't kill you this second" he was silent for all of 3 seconds before laughing a deep, guttural laugh that made me sink to my knees "oh honey I don't think you could hurt me if you tried, now how about you take your pretty little hands off my neck. Unless you want something to become of it" he looked right at me after that and I crawled backwards until I hit the wall out of sight, when I heard another laugh from him followed by a sickening crack and a heavy weight falling to the floor. I could feel myself shake, both in relief and fear. "Sweetie...angel....Harlot Marie!" someone yelled and grabbed my forearms "don't hurt me I swear I didn't do anything I'm sorry!" I cried before being pulled into a bone crushing hug...in a good way. My vision cleared and I had a face full of red hair that wasn't mine "Ash" I whispered clinging onto her, she rubbed my back "shh sweetie it's alright now, I promise he's gone, he's gone and won't be coming back to hurt you anymore"

We sat up watching Alice in Wonderland, Ash kept glancing at me from the corner of her eye, I couldn't see but I could feel it " Ash q-quit staring at me.." I bit my lip as I stuttered, she looked nervous "sweetie, I'm worried about you, I......I don't think you should stay here. Somethings out here, it's hunting us...people like us, sooner or later they'll find us." I licked my lips and let out a breath through my nose feeling unnaturally calm "are you sure" she nodded, I've never seen Ash scared, or even close to scared. Ash has always been the one to protect me, never the other way around, she never needed it. But now something was hunting our kind, and we need each other more then ever. "Do you know what's hunting us" I asked almost afraid of the answer, she shook her head, she's never unsure, she's smart and cunning, braver then Robin Hood. Something's very wrong if she doesn't know...or if she's keeping something from me.

I took a deep breath as I opened the drawer of my dresser, I leave for the airport in an hour and a half and I'm not even done packing. Humming some random tune I took out stack by stack of shirts and put them in a box that the truck Ash called for me will drive to her house for me. When I took out the last stack I glanced at the back, there was something wrapped in what looks like an old handkerchief. Slowly I reached for it, confused and a little scared I picked up the object feeling the weight in my hand. It was heavy, and as I unwrapped it the color looked like silver, smelled like silver. But it didn't hurt to touch it. My father's dagger, the end still having dried brown blood on it. I stabbed someone with this and hid it in my skirts on the way here, I must of stashed it in the back to forget about it. AND IM A LITTLE HARLOT HOMOCI- "hello Harley Jones" I said slightly out of breath "Hey, Harley, I was just checking in, wanted to make sure you were alright. I heard about what happened the other night." my palms got sweaty after the first word he spoke just like they always have "y-ya I'm okay I mean, nothing to worry about. But um Chris? I have a lot of packing to do still so um I gotta go ya bye!" I hung up not even giving him another chance to get a word in and let out a long breath 'I am such an idiot' I shook my head and closed the box, sealing the dagger inside under a few layers of my shirts.

Closing the last box I only had a half hour to get to the airport, checking to make sure I had everything I grabbed my backpack of stuff I'll need for the flight and locked the door for the last time and left the key in the plant at the end of the hall for the truck guys. I jogged down my stairs three floors, once at the main doors my heart sunk. It was snowing, not just pretty glittery merry christmas snow, no big flakes of im here to fuck up your day snow. I hailed a cab surprised I got one in under 20 minutes and relaxed a little, the roads were still okay-ish so maybe my flight will be alright. I put in my headphones and smiled as Chris' band came on first, it's strange hearing him sing and scream what he does. Thomas was a sweet boy, as far as I know didn't have any hidden motives. But he would fight someone no questions asked if they were hurting someone else on purpose. "miss? we're here" I let my daydreams fade away and thanked and paid the man starting my way into the airport looking for my flight. "Flight 234 to California will be delayed two hours due to the snowfall" a woman said over a loud speaker, my heart sank as I sat in a chair by my flight number. I watched my surroundings not liking being alone at a crowded airport, scanning faces and scents I picked out interesting ones to track and observe. One girl looked as distraught as I felt, another old man was gazing fondly at who I assumed was his wife and I smiled a bit. But again got nervous as I felt someone staring at me, they were off to my right and the stare was cold. I put in my headphones and opened skype clumsily still wary of my stalker, and called the one other person I know that can calm me down besides Ash. "Hello?" he said sounding groggy making me laugh a little "did I wake you up Dracula?" he turned on a light and after glaring at the light he turned to glare at me, his face softened quickly and I could see the gears turning "Who's making you uncomfortable, I can feel it, it's not that bad but it's enough to notice" smiling a little I shrugged and lowered my voice to a whisper knowing he could hear me "my flight got delayed and someones watching me" he nodded slowly the gears turning again "you say someone like you don't know what they look like, you didn't glance up at them to know they were staring at you. You can feel it can't you?" I nodded, I can usually pick up when someones staring at me, I've always been able to. I tensed as I felt the staring somehow get heavier "Harlot what's wrong" I chewed on my lip softly taking a deep breath and whispering to him again "it..the staring...it felt like it got, heavier somehow. Like there's layers of that feeling piled on top of each other and they're all on me" "Harlot..Harlot calm down, you're in public remember, calm down" I felt ready to cry as the feeling got worse, he looked almost sad "I know I can't do anything now but I'll meet you at the airport in Cali I promise Harlot" he said my name like promise, making me feel safer as the feeling almost started to burn as I twisted my ear bud wires around my fingers "Ricky I'm scared"