Redheads are Soulless

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me.
    “Hi,” I said back shyly. “So listen, I need to talk to you.”
    He patted the empty space on the bed beside him. I knew I shouldn’t, but I went and sat down beside him.
    I cleared my throat nervously. “Can you tell me more about the hortribues?”
    “Why do you want to know so badly?”
    Good question . “Well, I,” I stuttered. “Don’t you think I should know about them? You know, in case they decide to make an appearance?”
    He sighed in defeat. He knew I was right. I should at least know about them just in case. “Hortribues are vile, Sof. They’re the worst kind of monster.”
    The thought gave me chills.
    “I’m serious, if you ever see one your best bet is to just run. You can’t fight them off, and you can’t outsmart them. They will rip you apart and eat you for breakfast,” he answered honestly.
    “How many are there?” I asked.
    “As far as I know, there is only one left. They too were killed off in the war.”
    “So if they’re so much smarter and stronger, then how were they killed so easily?”
    “I never said they were easily killed, only that they were killed,” he explained. “When the war started there were a hundred of them, and thousands of roggeras and quartheras . ”
    “So you, Jason, my dad and this one hortribue were the only ones left?”
    He shrugged. “I have my suspicious that some of the other roggeras and quartheras ran off when they saw the number of lost lives, but as far as I know, we’re the only ones left.”
    “Can you explain to me the curse that my father put on you?”
    I felt Robbie’s body stiffen when I mentioned it. I instantly regretted asking once the words left my mouth. “I can’t tell you right now.”
    “Do you still have to kill me?”
    He looked at me for a moment before he answered, and gently caressed my arm with his finger. “I could never kill you,” he answered softly.
    I ran my fingers through his short, messy hair. I noticed a change in his breathing.
    “You drive me crazy, Sof,” he said breathlessly.
    “Crazy i n a good way, or bad way, ” I asked smiling.
    “You tell me,” he pulled my face close to his and kissed me gently. He backed away much too soon. “I have wanted to kiss you again for so long.”
    “Then why did you wait?” I flirted back.
    “You really should choose Jason. He’s so much better for you.” Robbie kissed me again, only this time he didn’t pull back so soon , but once he did, I let him hold me in his arms.
    I wondered how it would feel for him to hold me every night.  It felt so right to be here with him.
    Robbie sang to me as I drifted off to sleep.
     
    …
     
    “What are you doing?” I heard a voice yelling. It was out of place. I was happy, and warm… Why was this voice so angry and cold ?
    “Calm down,” another voice said. This voice was angelic. I couldn’t help but smile.
    “Calm down,” the angry voice repeated . “I woke up, and I couldn’t find her. Why is she in here with you?”
    I knew I should open my eyes. I should try to figure out what was going on, but I was so comfortable.
    Just five more minutes , I told myself.
    “She came in here herself,” the angel spoke. “I wasn’t going to tell her to leave again.”
    “Whatever,” the angry voice yelled. “I’ll see you later.”
    Suddenly a loud noise woke me from my slumber. I realized it was Jason slamming the door to Robbie’s bedroom.
    “You’re awake,” Robbie smiled. “So what do you want to do today?”
    I looked at him for a moment, and then covered my head with the blanket. I suddenly wasn’t feeling like being awake anymore. I knew that I must have hurt Jason’s feelings, and that is the last thing I wanted to do.
    “He’ll forgive you,” I heard Robbie speak softly.
    “How do you know?” I asked, not removing the cover from my face.
    “Are you kidding? He’s in love with you. He couldn’t stay mad at you, even if he wanted to.”
    I moved the covers down from my face. “What am

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