|| Chapter 1 ||

May 1, 2020

Max Bieber sat, alone, at the counter in a bar, which is located in downtown Los Angeles. He sipped his beer before glancing down to his cellphone. He tapped the screen, waking it up, where he opened a text conversation between he and one of his ex-girlfriends, finding a new text from her.

Stephanie : U up?

Max stared at the text, obviously reflecting in his memories. Two weeks ago, he caught her cheating on him with a close friend of his. Since then, he hasn't spoken to either of them.

Max misses having someone to come home to, he misses having someone to touch.

As Max typed out a reply, someone stopped at the bar beside him. "Hi, can I have an appletini, please?" the voice came out low, yet smooth.

Max stopped typing almost instantly after hearing the voice, and slowly looked over at the new form beside him. What caught his eye first, was the blonde hair, which resides halfway down the woman's back.

Then, of course, his eyes went a little further down. The woman is wearing a cute, white crop top, and light blue jean shorts, which show her form nicely. The woman at the counter slowly looked over at the man, who's full-on checking her out.

"I'll have to see some ID", the bartender spoke, stopping in front of her.

The woman immediately looked at him, almost startled by the statement. She, then, pulled her ID out of her purse, and laid it on the counter.

Max's eyes immediately shot to the upside down ID, where tried to make out her name, but was unable due to the bartender picking it up.

Max glanced to the girl for a moment. He stared at the small portion of her face that he could see. She almost seems afraid to look at him again, but that didn't last long. She glanced over to Max, a small smirk appeared on her lips, then she looked at the bartender again.

"Here you are, miss", the bartender handed her an appletini, along with her ID.

The woman accepted her ID, and put it away, then she took a seat at the stool near Max, leaving one open between them.

Max looked straight again, drowning in his thoughts. The woman pushed her hair behind her ear as she glanced around the bar, and that's when Max looked at her again, getting a better look at her face. She seems to be in her late twenties, and is very pretty.

The woman glanced to the man at the counter for a moment. She scanned his face as his lips slightly parted, showing his teeth, where one is slightly crooked.

His lips are full and plump, his jawline is sharp, and his eyes are dark. His hair is blonde, the roots are dark, and his forehead is exposed.

The woman, then, took a sip of her appletini, then she stood up. She gave him a small smirk, then she turned and walked down a hallway, out of Max's line of sight.

Max simply sat there for a moment, almost startled that she got up without speaking a word to him.

But that 'look' she gave him.

It was more than enough for him to follow her.

Max quickly took another sip of his beer, then he followed her down the hall. Once he reached the end of it, he cam to the bathroom. It's a single, unisex, bathroom, and the door is ajar.

Max started to slowly push it open. A confused expression appeared on his face after seeing no one inside.

Well, no one in his sight.

He stepped inside, glancing over as he did. Je found the woman lying on the floor, seeming to be unconscious, all while panic rose inside of his chest.

Max quickly walked over to her. Lowering his eyebrows, he knelt down, and flipped her onto her back.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked.

Her head simply turned to the side, unresponsive. Max placed his fingers against the side of her neck, finding no pulse. He immediately pulled his phone out, and dialled 911. He put it on speaker, and laid it on the floor, then he started to check her for wounds.

While the phone rang, Max found a bandage on her stomach, up near her ribs.

"The subscriber you have dialled is not in service", was the only thing he got in return. "Please try again later."

"911 isn't available? That's fucking great", Max muttered.

As Max was lost in his own thoughts, another man entered the bathroom. "Oh, holy shit, is she okay?!" the man shouted, immediately running over to them, and kneeling down near the woman's face.

"She isn't breathing", Max replied, slowly peeling the bandage back, finding a deep scratch. It's red, hot, but is cleaned up.

As Max prepared to do CPR, the man leaned down and places his ear near her nose, as an attempt to hear her breathing.

Max's hands rested over her chest, and that's when her eyes shot open. Je immediately looked up at her, clearly startled, but he wasn't able to ask any questions.

The woman immediately ripped into the man's throat, causing a bloodcurdling scream to escape his lips.

The woman, who was dead, pushed the dying man onto his back, where she continued to tear into him. His screams disappeared, and we're, instead, replaced with gurgling

Once Max snapped out of it, he grabbed the woman by her hair, and slammed her to the ground, where he lifted her head up and down, smashing her head against the concrete ground.

After successfully killing the already dead woman, Max fell back on the ground. His back rested against the door, and he looked at the man, who's laying in a pool of his own blood.

He isn't breathing.

Max looked at the blonde woman on the ground, whose face is destroyed beyond recognition. Blood is surrounding her head.

Max, then, looked down at his bloodied hands. He took a shaky breath, clearly in shock. He simply sat there for a few minutes, trying to gather his thoughts, and that's when someone slammed themselves against the bathroom door.

"Hey! Let me in!" someone banged on the door, but Max ignored it.

And that's when the man outside screamed, then silence filled the air. Max slightly jumped after hearing that scream. He didn't move, nor blink, he simply sat there, still in shock.

As Max sat against the door, the man, whose throat was ripped out, woke up. His eyes slowly opened, and a low growl escaped his still pink lips. Max's eyes shot to the man on the ground, who was dead, but now alive, hungry for human flesh.

Max slowly stood up as the man on the ground started to move. He grabbed a small, metal trashcan from hear the sink, and walked back over to him.

Max, then, slammed the metal trashcan into the man's face, 'repeatedly'.

After he did that, he leaned against the sink, dropping the bloody can on the ground. He took a shaky breath as he scanned the bloodbath beneath him. His ears are ringing, he's unable to comprehend what had just happened, but he knew it was coming.

It was only a matter of time.

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