"Get down right now or I'll call the cops" an old man threatened thinking he'd comply but the statue remained unmoved and unconcerned about the onlookers. He didn't pay attention to them neither did he flinch by their noises.
Camille Brooks a new resident of Simon's street happened to pass by the scene of the occurrence and her attention was drawn to the crowd and She walked up to know the cause of the haphazardness amid them. When she followed the gazes of the onlookers, she almost gaped.
It was a guy. 23 by appearance she guessed. Had tattoos on his neck contrasting the pale colour of his skin. Though packed up, his hair swept the upper part of his shoulders. He also had piercings on his ears and brows. She would be honest if she said that he was the most handsome guy she had seen in her entire existence. She couldn't help but feel stunned. But what the hell was he doing on the edge of a two-storey building?....one wrong move, he would fall to his demise. Did he really want to die?....wasn't he scared or something?.
Much to her luck, she was hypermetropic but wore big naive glasses all day that displayed her nerdish look to correct her eye defect. When she took of her glasses, she could see better than everyone else there. However, luck wasn't on her side anymore because soon a pair of dark blue eyes glared with hostility at her making her flinch and avert her gaze from the statue on the rooftop.
Th.....was she day dreaming?.....or probably hallucinating. with the way he looked at her, if stares were bullet she probably should have been dead. He looked he was definitely going to jump down from the rooftop and strange her anytime soon. She couldn't comprehend why he looked at her that way but what ever reason it was certainly wasn't a good one.
"That's the guy there on the rooftop. People rumored him to be a night creature" one onlooker said to another pointing at the rooftop. To Camille and some others, it was naive to think that bizarre things like that were even realistic.
Human–like creatures with bloody eyes and fangs?.....people that turned into wovles at night?....creatures that existed called demons?.....how absurd.
The noises were intensified as more people came to the scene, still he didn't spare a look at them. some people took pictures and videos, others begged him to get down while some stood there staring at him in anticipation of his further actions still he didn't move. They obviously didn't worth his time.
Camille decided to give another try;,look at the guy on the rooftop. Maybe was seeing things or probably he wasn't looking at another. Taking a resolve, she raised her gaze towards the weird guy.
However, more hostile and intense became his eyes as he glared more at the poor human girl making her feel so insecure making her quickly avert her gaze back to the ground. At this point, she knew he was definitely looking at her and no one else...but what did she do?.... had she offended him in the past life?....why was he so hostile to her?. She came there barely few minutes ago and he just acted like she was a culprit amidst the crowd.
She decided to vacate the premises before something on fathomable would occur and She dare not look him in the eyes again.
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Isabella returned home at twillight all in fatigue. For some reasons, she couldn't keep away the thoughts of the weird dude off her mind. She couldn't help but wonder if he fell down the rooftop or something. Her mind was drawn back to the dangerous stare he gave her and her heart accelerated as though it just happened that moment. She had never encountered such before and wished never to again
"Camille you're back already? " it was klaire her room mate who they both shared an apartment who interrupted her from her world of thought. "Yeah...uhm yes the cafe closed quite early today" she put up a smile on her face.
Though sharing the same apartment, both girls were the stark contrast of each other. While Camile was a calm, composed and naive type, klaire was the the noisy, classic type. Though both being very breath taking, Camille's beauty was on the lead.