3. Turn Up Like It's Your Last

  Grimm got to the party around 8:20pm, and it was crowded with college students. They were drinking, smoking weed, making out, dancing and all that shit. He hates to admit it, but they were having a lot of fun. To bad for the three that’s going to lose their life, right?

    He walked into the crowd, the loud music blasting in his ear as he began looking for the three who was going to die this very night. Walking over to the bar, he snagged one of the drinks off of the table and turned around, eyeing everybody that was there. Before he had left Hell, Lucifer told him who he was looking for: Two girls and a homosexual male.

    Before he had made it over here, he had his eyes on three people that was hopping in the car, but he didn’t think it was them. That was until he seen the three people again, coming over to the table to grab a drink. This right here made it clear to him who it was he was bringing home with him.

    “Now are you happy you came?!” A caucasion girl shouted to the caramel-skinned girl, who was standing next to her.

    “She better have the way she was dancing!” The guy shouted to them. “I see you was dancing on Jaxon from our school! He was the guy who handed us the flyers to this party!

    “Yeah, he is cute!” The other girl shouted to them. 

    They laughed and he continued to drink, looking elsewhere. As the group of friends stood by the table, their intake of liquor increased within a few minutes. Another song came on and the girl closest to Grimm began dancing. Throwing her fists in the air and jumping around, she ended up bumping into Grimm, causing his drink to spill on him. She turned around immediately and gasped, her hands covering her mouth. Grimm just looked down at his wet shirt that felt cold against his skin. He was mad as hell, his outfit was fucked up because her klutziness.

    “I’m so sorry!” She shouted at him, trying to find something to wipe him up with something.

    She found a stack of napkins on the table and grabbed them. She felt so bad for what she had did. Trying to wipe his shirt with the napkin, Grimm smacked her hands away; the napkins flying everywhere. 

    “Don’t touch me!” Grimm shouted at her, his green eyes finally looking up at hers. 

    She didn’t say anything, she just stared into his eyes. She felt something about him like a dark aura. She didn’t know what it was, but something told her to stay away from this dude. But, she couldn’t just walk away. She couldn’t even keep her eyes off of him. Her friends, however, were a different story.

    “Are you kidding me?!” The girl shouted as she made her way over to the two. “Did you just smack her hand away?!”

    “Brenda, it’s okay!” The girl shouted back. “It was my fault!”

    “Mila, it’s not okay!” The guy shouted, glaring at Grimm. “What the hell is your problem?!”

    Grimm picked up another drink from the table and took another gulp of it, his eyes still on the group that’s in front of him. He wished he could’ve killed all of them himself, but that wasn’t his job. He was just going to let nature take his course. 

    “I didn’t me to!” The girl, Mila, shouted at him. “Please forgive me!”

   

Mila continued to stare at Grimm, waiting for him to say something. She was going to be waiting for a minute because Grimm pulled out a cigarette from his pocket along with a lighter. Putting the cigarette in his mouth, he lit it up while taking a couple puffs of the cancer stick. 

“Things happen for a reason, don’t they?!” He finally shouted back at her after removing the cigarette from his mouth and blowing the smoke from his mouth.

    “Let’s go, Mila!” The guy shouted, trying to pull his friend away from Grimm.

    Mila continued to stay right there. She was still trying to figure out who this mysterious guy was.

    “Mila, let’s go!” Brenda shouted, finally prying her friend away from him.

    Grimm watched as they disappeared from his site into the crowd. Smirked before he walked away to enjoy the scenery that came with this beach. He knew it would be time before he had to collect those souls for Lucifer. 

*

    “Oh my gosh, he pissed me off!” Brenda shouted as they began walking back to the car.

    “Hell yeah!” Brent shouted, turning Mila. “Are you okay?!”

    Mila nodded, following her two enraged friends back to the car. She could understand why there were mad because that guy did too much. However, she felt why he was mad as well. Because of her being so clumsy, she spilled his drink onto his shirt. Nobody likes alcohol spilled on them, so she wasn’t even mad at him for reacting the way he did. 

    “Mila, you okay?” Brent asked as they stood by the car. “Did he upset you?”

    “He better not have!” Brenda shouted. “He will definitely hear my mouth this very moment!”

    “I’m fine.” She said. “Are you okay to drive?”

    “Um, yes.” Brent said. “I didn’t drink that much unlike your alcoholic ass.”

    Mila laughed and stared at her two friends. She was happy they forced her ass to come. Once they got to the car, Brent unlocked the car doors and him and Brenda were the first ones to hop in, once again. She felt a drop of rain splash onto her forehead as she was hopping into the car.

    “It’s about to rain.” She told them.

    “I know.” Brenda said. “The weather changed completely. Let’s get away from this place before it gets too dangerous outside.”

Brent pulled away from the beach, ready to get his friends back to their residence. He hated driving in the rain, but he didn’t want the girls to drive either. So, it was best that he took the wheel.

    “Did you have fun?” Brent asked Mila.

    “I did until that shit happened.” Mila sighed, laying her head against the back seat window. 

    “Yeah, he was tripping.” Brenda said, still made that the mysterious asshole talked to her friend like that. “What the fuck was his deal, anyways? He act like you meant to spill his drink.”

    “Well, I didn’t blame him at all.”

    Mila wasn’t ready to tell her friends that the guy had her in her feelings. Whoever that was, she was happy she was close to him. He was very attractive to her and she has never said that about any guy before. She wanted to know his name and everything, but her friends were done with him. She didn’t want to move away from him.

    Mila was really mesmerized by his powerful aura and his bad boy look. He looked to be 28 years old with a smooth complexion and gorgeous eyes. Oh my gosh, his eyes drew her in. His eyes was an bright ocean green and she could just look at him all day if she was able to. He looked built the way his clothes was sitting on him. The black shirt hugged his body, revealing that he had abs underneath. His pants were baggy a little bit, making room for his manhood and she couldn’t help, but to get a little wet down there for thinking about it. 

    She bit her lips and crossed her legs as she continued to think about Grimm, the man who had her body craving him. She loved everything about him. His height and how he hovered over her with her being a good 5’3. His hair looked shoulder length, but he had it up in a man bun. He didn’t have facial hair at all besides the neatly cut sideburns. She couldn’t really tell what color his hair was because of the sun going down, but it did look like a dark color. 

    “Hello, Earth to Mila.” Brenda waved her hands in front of her friend’s face.

    She snapped out of her thoughts, turning her attention to her friend who was trying to get her attention for god knows how long. 

    “I’m sorry, what were you saying?” She asked.

    “We were trying to see if we could crash out your house.” Brent explained to her, turning his attention to her.

    “You guys know you don’t have to ask.” 

    “Thank goodness because if you didn’t agree, we were going to-.” 

    Skkuuurrrrrrrr!!!!

    Mila and Brenda turned their attention to the front before being forced forward by the accident Brent just got into. The thing is, it didn’t end for Mila. As soon as Brent’s car smacked into the other car, Mila was thrown from the car.