Hearing footsteps behind me again, I stopped in my tracks by didn’t turn around.
‘If you keep following me, I swear to the devil I’ll kill you myself,’ I snarled, sounding as lunatic-y as possible, like I was some mad mass murderer.
Thankfully, my act put him off my trail. I really would’ve killed him, though. And I don’t mean by the “accidental” curse. I would’ve done it because I wanted to.
Hey, I’m allowed to do that once in a while. Rules don’t apply to me anyway. I’m what some people might consider calling…
Immortal.
Is there such a thing, though? Immortality. Either that or I’m just indestructible. Doesn’t matter. I’m put on this earth to suffer and make others suffer as well, until I breathe my last breath and die a natural death. What’s a cursed girl supposed to be? I can’t lead a normal life. Not without wiping out the whole American population.
Anyways, I walked into my room, still fuming. However, there was a slight curious feeling mingling with the anger. Lucky Dude wasn’t, isn’t, and ordinary guy or he would’ve died a long time ago. Wonder who he is…
Or rather, what he is…
Great, now my imagination’s running away with my brains. I’ll need to get some sleep.
HellGirl
P/S: I’ll update tomorrow, unless something miraculous happens and I die.
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