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Chapter 3 ~ Heads or Tails




The man, Freight, stood there unmoving. His ever present smile only seeming to grow when she stopped screaming and stared at him. Chest heaving from panic as her adrenaline spiked blood made her eyes search the man for danger. Framed against the moonlight the colors were leached from the world, making the crazed man’s presence seem unreal.

She saw that his hair hung loose, curled at the edges where the white colored strands met his shoulders. Bleaching his skin and drawing her eyes immediately to his own dark ones. Scarlett could not have guessed what his eye color actually was, the monochrome moonlight making any attempt way too uncertain. But she could tell that the contrast was hypnotic, everything about him seemed determined to be admired. From his dramatic choice of suits to the rough aristocracy portrayed in his features. Prompting the question, Was this man a freaking male model?!

She tried her best to calm down as she crossed her arms and stared once more, stubbornly, at the man named 'Headmaster Freight.' “What, you think you’re higher than God?” She asked, referring to the fact that his white fedora was sitting on top of the cross as if it was a coat rack. Watching as his face glowed with the joy of her acknowledgment.

“God, me? Never.” He smirked sinisterly, as he leaned in closer. “Now devil on the other hand...”

Scarlett took a step back as the man laughed, seemingly pleased by her reaction, and grit her teeth before forcing herself two steps closer to him. He does not scare me! She glowered at him, daring him to make another move like that again. He stared back as if he was hunting a tiger, as if she was his prey.

“Will you leave already? Dammit!” she growled.

“You want me to leave already? So soon? I thought we were having fun.” He was taunting her. As if he thought that messing with her mind and ruining her sleep was ‘fun.’ He whipped his hat from the top of the cross and placed it contentedly on top of his head, before he lent back, as if to prove that he was not leaving any time soon.

She shot another deathly glare in his direction. The anger growing as he brushed her off like she was some ignorant child needing to be taught a lesson. Then an idea formed slowly into her mind. She was going to make this man leave, if she had to burn him piece by piece. He was going to leave.

The man, Freight, raised his head and smiled at her, eyes growing confused as Scarlett’s own lips turned to reflect that grin right back at him. But this was no ordinary grin; it was evil and mischievous, meant to send grown men into paranoid twitches. She watched as his smile formed gradually into a frown as he realized. In the next few seconds, slowly but surely, a small flame appeared on the man’s fedora and began to widen reaching for a lock of his incandescent hair. The next few moments Scarlett would never forget. She swore that the image would forever remain etched in the very forefront of her mind.

The man shrieked voice pitching way too high to be considered manly, possibly even breaking the sound barrier. He immediately yanked the hat off and threw it over the roof, letting the charcoaled hat plummet to the ground. His hands flew to his head, as if counting each strand of hair, making sure none had been cut off in the process of the small flame that Scarlett had created.

Watching the man caressing his hair back and forth brought a snicker and a fit of giggles from Scarlett, as she realized her plan could not have been any more perfect. Freight’s head snapped towards the sound of her laughter, seething as he placed his arms down and stood up. He towered over her with a scowl, handsome face twisted in rage as he stalked forwards. “You- you…” He seemed at a loss for words, trying to find a word that was best suited for Scarlett, finally he shouted out. “You DEMON! Do You Know What You Could Have Done TO ME!?”

He was breathing heavily as he threw his hands wildly in the air, acting more and more like spoiled teenage princess. Scarlett narrowed her eyes at him, losing her mirth, and taking this one moment to her advantage, as she replied coldly, “Yes, and I’ll gladly do it again if you do not leave… and this time I won’t hold back.”
She watched the man who wasn’t even slightly fazed by her dagger striking glare. Instead he turned his back to her and pulled out a comb; as ever so gently he pulled it through his shining hair. Muttering something along the lines of, “Well, there is….no doubt that you....Aubrey’s partner. ...Always ...have to go for the hair... how inconsiderate!” Scarlett's face went head first into her palm as she realized the fact that this man was never going to leave, no matter what she did.

Freight seemed to notice her brooding aura because at that moment he spun around and had the same ridiculous grin he had on when he first met her.... “If you are so irritated by me, shall I make you another proposition, one you cannot refuse?”

Scarlett rolled her eyes at this man’s arrogance, and leaned against the church bell tower with her arms crossed. “Oh yeah? And what can you offer me that will make me jump at your request?” The question made Freight’s eyes light up and created a small flash of superiority in his stance, he knew he had gotten her attention.

“Simple! I will leave here on one condition…” He trailed off, as if waiting for Scarlett to fill in the blanks; silence prevailed around them as Scarlett thought of every possible condition he could have her do. First, do something incredibly humiliating, or another horrible thought, him lying through his teeth and never leaving her alone forcing her to find another place to live. None of these conditions seemed appealing to her, as she thought about each one and threw the worst ones out; which was practically every single one of them.

“What?” she hissed. Minutes passed before he answered her, as if he was leaving her with a dramatic pause. He reached into his pocket and immediately Scarlett’s muscles tensed, ready to jump at whatever object he pulled out. Except, what Freight had drew out of his pocket was something she had least expected, a pamphlet.

Freight saw her eyes grow wide with surprise and he chuckled at her expense. Smoothly trying to hand the brochure to her. She did not reach for it, nor did she move. Quietly she stared at the offending piece of paper before shifting her eyes up to meet the man once more. “Explain.”

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