Chapter 3 PArt 4.

I quickly picked myself up, trying to not notice the excruciating pain I was expiriancing. The neon sings flicked off along the alleyway as it was just now turning past three am. The rain was starting to end, trading places with a soft mist. The two mean slowly walked closer, their dark leather boots splashed water onto my grey skinny jeans and rain coat. 

“Get off! I screamed as they grabbed my wrists, tugging them to make me still. I was trying to escape, but their metal grips were unrelenting. I was scared for my life, tears pouring down, matching the dark rain.

 

I could see his grimy fists cover up my mouth, it seemed as if I had my darkest, most frightening dreams, coming true. They smiled, their yellow teeth gleamed as a few of their teeth missing, replacing them with holes. I glanced down to one of the strangers pocket as the light gleamed off a cold, heartless, knife. I immdiatly froze, paralyzed from frear as his bloodshot hazel eyes saw what I had been looking at. 

“Oh, you like this toy?” He asked laughing at his own heartless jokes, he grabbed the object from his pocket. He pulled the knife from its sheath, the sharp tip resembled the tip of a pin, i couldn’t even see where the blade ended as it slowly glided across my burning throat.

Quickly, as fast a lightning bolt hitting a tree on the countryside, I was released from the cold handles. Quickly I felt a pull on my left wrist, it did not let go. I was running, my eyes whipped back to  the two men on the sidewalk yelling and crying. I could only see the back of whoever had grabbed me, their striped hood covered their face, my only real way of guessing who the hell this was. The storefronts quickly passed as my knees felt a intense burn. I had no clue on the distance we had been going, but I  could not take any longer of an amount, my breathing was heavy. 

“Stop, just please I can;t run any longer!” I panted as the pain of the trauma that had happened with the intense running was nearly unbearable. The hooded figure quickly stopped, their bright orange and white trainers hauled as their tan hand released from my write. The figure quickly turned, I was rather anxious to see who it was.

I was not sure why I was so excited. This could just be another man like the ones I had just experienced, which was certainly not something to be excited for. At the same time I was still happy, my personality seemed to always hold glimmers of hope, no matter the amount of unrealistic or realistic that hope was. The hooded figure, could it be Calvin? Maybe he had heard me exit the hotel room, the heavy wooden door did have a rather loud and prolonged sound when it was shut, He could have followed me after he had heard the noise. Tracking my movements but didn’t want to tell me, for maybe he was afraid of what I would do. Then saw what was happening and had saved me just in time, striking when the moment was right. I was completely and utterly wrong. 

She had golden blonde hair, streaks of her fine hair were as yellow as honey and the straw in the summer time around the farms back home. It waved in the air as she took the striped hood off. Her crisp blue eyes held my attention, they looked like the cold icy waters of the Arctic ocean. She rose above my height, which was maybe why I had thought it was Calvin, they were identical heights it seemed.  Her face had a warm welcoming complexion. I was ultimately puzzled though, who was this incredible girl, and why had I been saved.

“Thank you.” I whispered, it was not adequate in the least bit. I leaned over, trying to catch my breath. In through the nose, out through the mouth I casually reminded myself. I had so much to ask and say but my parched mouth refused to move.

“You’re welcome silly!” She announced in peppy voice as a smile shown through, her eyes crinkled as her long eyelashes brushed away the water.

“Um, not to sound somewhat ungrateful, because I am not in the least bit, but do I know you? I dont want to sound like a mean twat, im just..” I could not finish my sentence, I was crying, crying like a huge seven year kid brat. I was ashamed and embarrassed to be crying in front of a stranger, much less a stranger that had saved my life possibly. The thoughts had just finally hit me about what had just taken place at three in the morning. Adding that to the realization to my situation I had been going through just seemed to not help, my tears were not going to relinquish. She sat beside me, the wet concrete ladened with gum and trash were what was holding me together at this moment. 

“It will be okay.” She whispered.

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“How was your sleep Ms!” Calvin asked as he slowly climbed from under the duvet. His hair was every direction, I could not help but chuckle a tad.

“What is it, is it my extreme attractiveness right now?” He let out a snarl as a fake bite to the air followed.

“Yes, you look stunning, all I can do is stare right now, its just, its incredible how amazing you look right now.”

“Well I don’t want to distract you any longer, I am going to take a long hot shower, don’t try and stop me.”

“I will not.” He let out a long stretch, fingers trying to reach the ceiling above him.

The door to the shower quickly shut, giving me time to think. I walked around barefoot, the carpet was incredibly comfortable to walk around on, its beige tone didn’t distract me from thinking, but it was enticing to sleep while staring at it. I stared out the huge window, looking onto the buildings, they were a great variety. Some were incredibly modern, their sea foam glass facade reflected the neighbors across the street while some were reminiscent of earlier times, the buildings intimidating columns appeared bewildering to my eyes. They were incredibly gaudy. I wondered what to tell and not tell Calvin about last night. I could not seem tense or stressed at all, it would appear rather mischievous. I pulled out the chair and sat in it, facing the window, it provided me entertainment until Calvin was done. He had nothing but a towel on, drying his soaked ginger hair.

“Don’t look this way!” He suddenly reminded me.

“I was not planning on it.” He slipped on a black top and put on a grey tweed bomber.

“Ready to check out?” I asked rather hurriedly.

“I already did, you dozed off in that chair. I wanted to retake a nice warm shower. By the way, I was down there, there was this simply stunning blonde down there. I wanted to ask for her name but I didn’t, I was to shy.”

“You should have!”