Simon: drunk ex with a gun
You and Simon were being lazy at his house. Just watching movies, cuddling, and making out. At this moment we were laying on his bed just slowly kissing. Simon was laying on his back with his arm around my shoulders and I was laying on my side with my hand on his chest. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at the clock to see it was getting late. I sighed and sat up.
"I better be getting home." Simon groaned next to me.
"Stay." He held the word out longer than needed. I chuckled.
"You know I would love too. But I have to get home. My mom has to work tonight. I got to watch over the apartment."
"Urrrg." He groaned again but smiled at me. "Ok, but let me walk you home." He started to sit up.
"No." I pushed him back down. He frowned. "I'll be fine." I leant down a kissed him. He reached up and wrapped his hand around the back of my neck. I went to pull away but he followed. I chuckled against his lips.
"Simon!" He finally pulled away with a playful grin. I got up grabbed my bag and walked to the front door. Simon walked me to the door.
"Are you sure I can't convince you to stay?"
"Yep. Bye Simon." I pecked his lips and walked out the door. I had gotten over halfway home when I got a bad feeling. I picked up my pace. I could see my street when I felt an arm hook my waist forcefully. The arm yanked me into the ally.
"What the hell!" I was pushed up against a wall. I looked up to see my ex, Austin. "Austin?" I stuttered.
"Hello love." He said. Our breakup was very messy and I mean messy.
"What do you want?" I asked shakily.
"You." He said plain out. I could smell alcohol on his breath. "I want you."
"Austin, let me go." I tried to get out of his grip which only tightened.
"No I won't loose you again." He tried to kiss me. I turned my face away.
"Austin, it's over between us." I pushed on his chest.
"No!" He shook me hard enough that my head against the wall. "You're mine." He let me go and I slipped to the ground. "If you won't be mine then..." He reached behind him and pulled out a gun. "Then you can't be anyone's."
"Austin please!" He pointed the gun at me. "Please don't."
"I'm sorry." I closed my eyes as he pulled the trigger but I never felt the pain. I opened my eyes to see Simon. His eyes were almost black with rage.
"Simon." I whispered. He grabbed my waist lightly with one hand and my hand with his other. He helped me stand up.
"Are you okay?" I didn't answer and just looked at Austin. Simon looked at him too. He moved in front of me. "What do you think your doing?" Simon's tone physically took a toll on Austin. He back down.
"I shot you." He stuttered. Simon smirked.
"But I'm not dead, am I?" He paused. "Get!" He yelled. Austin took off. "And don't come near her again!" He turned back to me. "Let's get you home." I nodded with tears running down my face. He started to walk but I pulled him back. He looked at me confused.
"Stay." I repeated his line from earlier. His hard face softened.
"Of course my little butterfly."
Raphael: Demon! hobo attacks Y/N and Raphael's feels something wrong
I was moseying along my way to the Hotel Dumort to meet up with Raphael. I was supposed to be there at 9pm. It was 8:53 now so I was running a little late. I was about to text Raphael and let him know when an old man caught my attention. He was old and looked homeless. everybody passed him without a second thought. That made me feel sad.
"Hello." I said to him. He looked up and smiled.
"Hello." He said back. I opened my wallet and handed him a 10.
"Here. For some food for you."
"Thank you miss." I nodded at him. And started walking again. What I didn't see was the old man smirking at me as I walked away. I checked my phone to see it was 9:05pm.
"Crap." I decided to take a short cut threw an ally. I was deep when I heard footsteps behind me.
Raphael's POV
"Where is she?" I thought aloud. I looked at the clock to see 9:10pm. "Maybe she's running late." I waited for a text from her saying so. It was almost 9:20 now and I was worried. "I have this nagging feeling." I grabbed my phone, calling her and waiting.
"Hello?" Her voice came through with an edge.
"Y/N? Where are you?" I somewhat growled.
"I'm almost there had....had something come up last minute." When she paused she had gasped under her breath.
"Is everything alright?" I asked concerned.
"Yes everything is..." She cut off which was followed by a thud and the sound of the phone hitting the pavement.
"Y/N?" I asked alarmed. "Y/N!" I said it louder.
"Raphael?" She screamed bloody murder.
Y/N's POV
"Yes everything is..." I was yanked back by someone and dropped the phone. I flew into the wall behind and hit the ground. I looked up to see the old ma but this time he had a sinister look on his face.
"Hello deary." He scratched out. Then his eyes turned jet black. A demon. Raphael had warned me. It lunged at me.
"Raphael!" I screamed hoping the phone was still working. I moved off to the right just enough for the demon to miss me. I got up, grabbed my phone, and took off running. I looked back to see the demon following me. I looked forward to see a dead end. "Crap." I was breathing hard and pressing my back against the wall. The demon slowly made his way toward me. It then lunged a me again. I shrunk down.
"No!" Someone screamed. The inevitable pain never came. I opened my eyes to see Raphael fighting the demon off. The demon ran off and Raphael started after it.
"Raph?" He stopped and looked at me then back in the direction the demon went. He turned and started to walk toward me. I stood up but felt funny. "Raphael?"
"Yes Precious?" The shivers that went up my spine were not good this time. While I was looking at him advancing, my vision blurred and my legs gave out. "Y/N!" I never hit the pavement. "Y/N love? Are you okay?" I nodded and passed out.

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