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�What? Oh yeah, yeah go for it,� she said, stumbling over a stack of books and bottles fashioned into a tower on her floor.
�Alright, the number is 310 324-7756 got it? Yeah I don�t think they are back together. I think he�s just using the dumb bitch for a place to stay for now and a good fuck.�
�Oh,� she laughed uncomfortably,� thanks I really appreciate this.�
�No problem, you take care. Don�t let the ghoul take you in, I know how chicks can get with him,� he said sounding genuinely concerned.
�Oh, you needn�t worry about that. I�ve got it all taken care of. Thanks for caring though, goodnight,�
�Goodnight,� he said and they hung up the phones.
She picked up a bottle which she had just tripped over and tossed it at the wall. That fucker! Why couldn�t he have asked me if he could live here? I would have fucked his brains out to his hearts content AND the rent is cheap. She looked down at the number in her hands in disbelief that she was now back into contact with the ghoul. She didn�t know if she really wanted to call him or not. She contemplated just showing up at his door and not saying a word just attacking him with love. She quickly discarded that idea as a stupid school girl�s fantasy. Finally, she decided that it was best not to think about it tonight lest she lose herself in thought, get no sleep, and end up looking like a junkie when she showed up to meet him the next day.
That night, her mind was pregnant with wild fantasies. She found herself racked with nothing to give her body pleasure but a vibrating device strapped to her genitals and the dial on intensity being controlled by none other than the ghoul. For once though, this time his whole face was covered in an executioner�s mask. How sad, she thought for him to have gone from allowing her to relish the beauty of his full face then to cover it completely. It was something her ghoul would definitely do, just to show her how privileged she was in that moment that she saw his naked face. With each crank of the rack, he turned up the dial on intensity of the vibrating stimulator. To make the situation even more adrenaline pumping, what just so happened to be swinging above her head like a scene out of Edgar Allen Poe�s The Pit and the Pendulum? As she squirmed in pleasure and pain she was accosted but the razor sharp edge of the swinging pendulum that lowered ever closer to her body. Orgasm, after orgasm, she squirmed on the rack just barely missing the pendulum several times. It got her once, the sharp blade sliced her right down the center between her breasts and the pain was enough to wake her from this ghoulish night terror. She awoke to find herself in the position of being racked and soaked in her own sweat.
She tossed her hair out of her face with her hands and went over to the mirror to check herself out. She was extra pale this morning, perhaps it was from all the vodka and the lack of food, whatever the reason; it extenuated her freckles and made her dark eyes look brooding as mischievous. She had a purpose today, and no matter what ridiculous mundane obstacles were going to try to stand in her way, she was determined to get closure. She wanted to knock him dead in his tracks with her beauty. As she applied her heavy, sharp, black eyeliner she thought of what she wanted his face to look like when he opened that door and saw her standing there looking him in the eyes, seeing him not only with her eyes but her mind and soul as well. She tied her hair into floppy bun pigtails and tied them with red and black ribbon. Her intention was to look as innocent as possible though her intentions were not. She put on her short black Lolita skirt with a red petty coat beneath. Red and black lace up top with fluffed shoulders that are so characteristic of dolls, red and black stripped thigh highs, buckle and laced black knee high boots and she was out the door with a look of malice chiseled on her face toting an axe in case some things didn�t work out. In her car she went over things said and done between them in the past. She hoped that in the future, if they ever got together again she would have him play out all of her twisted fantasies and he�d relish the opportunity to let his ghoulish ways show.

She arrived at the apartment, leaving her axe in the car, she walked into the building, up the three flights of stairs to room 212. Three knocks and she placed her hands behind her back just like some cheesy comic book character trying to look sweet and innocent. The knob jiggled and her adrenaline began to flow. Slowly, the door opened the hairs on the back of her neck stood at attention. The face of a tired ghoul came from out of the darkness in the room. Their eyes locked instantly and she gave a crooked smile. The ghoul looked pleasantly surprised at her arrival. He pushed his long blond hair out of his face and grinned back at her.
�I wondered when I would see you again. How�d you find me,� he said opening the door to his apartment wider to invite her in. She walked in sheepishly, but never losing her grip on their eye contact.
�I called in a few favors with David. He told me you were living here with Lisa.�
He gave a chuckle and guided her over to the black leather couch at the center of the empty living room, �Yeah, Lisa, what a joke. I met up with her a couple of weeks ago at some new club and she had heard about my situation with losing my apartment and invited me to stay here. I was apprehensive at first but once I found that rend would be free of money I accepted her offer. I didn�t think she would be asking for sex in exchange though�, he said sitting down with Scarlett. He looked her up and down, obviously still attracted to her.
�Oh, I see. So you guys aren�t together now,� Scarlett inquired, crossing her arms to defend herself emotionally.
�Well, that�s to be debated. I say we�re not; she on the other hand is a little bit crazy. I allow her to think what she wants until I can find another place to stay, and then I�m done with the stupid bitch,� he said leaning in towards her.
�Oh, really? Hmmm well, what happened that day? The last day I saw you, I told you how I felt for you and you just smiled at me and walked away.�
The ghoul laughed and looked over at her with a cocky look of control on his face, �I was just fucking with you.�
This angered Scarlett. Just fucking with me? How could he toy with my emotions that way? Has he no respect for me at all? Her face began to turn red with blood and her lips curled in.
�You asshole how could you do that to me? I really liked you a lot,� she said standing up and putting her hands on her hips.
He laughed at her again. �You really liked me? Is that to say that you don�t still like me?�
�What? How dare you mock my emotions! Yes, of course I still like you; I�m in love with you. Why do you think that I am here?�
�I�m not too sure of that myself. Tell me, why are you here,� he said getting up from the couch and towering over her with his tall, thin body.