Mafia's Burning Flower

Chapter 5-Heaven?

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My head is buzzing like nuts. It's such a weird feeling. I forcefully tried to open my eyes, and I was welcomed by the sunset sky. Squinting in an attempt to sharpen the blurred image before me. I glanced around and took in the prepossessing man looking down at me.

I had no idea what was going on or where I was but I love the view.

   "Angel, are we in heaven?" I whispered happily, as he rolled his eyes.

    "No, we are in hell." He spat. I giggled
out of disbelief. Why would anyone be absurd if they are in heaven?

  "For what?" I tease,

    "For stealing, you theft!" He pushed me out his lap, blood poured down on his body as he stood up.

I came back to my sense when I felt the hard ground hits my body. I jumped on my feet when I realized he was getting weaker. I stood by him and grabbed his hard arm.

       "Are you okay?" I glared up at him in worried.

I quickly took off my shirt, revealing my dark blue tank top. I pressed it against his gory chest, taking him by surprise. I could feel his stare. we stood awkwardly for while.

Wait, what happened? Think stupid girl!!

I looked around to help my blank mind. I gasped when I saw bodies drowning in their own blood. As my memory flashed back to me.

The Angel stood in front of me.

     "Don't look."  He demand, he put his bloody warm hand on mine. I took a step back and got out of his grasp. There was disappointment in his eyes.

At this point after he killed so many people, I don't know if he was angel or devil. All I know is I am afraid. But he was in so much pain that I feel bad for him.

  I Wiped my bloody hand on my pants and picked my phone from the ground that fall when I was running.

   "Omg my phone is dead." I complained,
trying to turn it on.

      "Good, don't call 911." He said, barely moving his plumped lips. As if he was reading my mind.

"What-" He suddenly coughed blood, cutting me off. He lost his balance. I quickly caught his arm, helping him stand on his feet again.

    "Here, lead on me." I worried he might fall.

   "Don't touch me." He snapped, As if he hated my touch, he tried to move but I held him tightly. He was too weak to resist.

       "Stay still, I am going to take you to my house. unless you want to die here, Angel." I putted his heavy arm around my neck. It was warm feeling and it made me feel safe. I guide him to my house.

    "Angel?" He whispered confused.

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      "Here, take this pill. So you won't feel pain while I clean your wounds." I said, I put the Narcotics pill on the couch where he was sitting.

  "They won't do anything for me," He mumbled, Sprawling on the couch.

      "I promise they will, here!" I rebuked as I dragged the glass table and sat between his legs.

   "Do you have a phone with you? [Gloves snap]" I questioned.

He shook his head; No.  I unpacked the First-Aid Kit. Finally I got put in use to the nursing classes I took in college. I grab the scissor. I pause, waiting for him to nod.

As I cut through his shirt, I realized he had old intense cuts in his ribs and bandages on hips. I hope he is not involved in dirty business. I couldn't let a stranger who looked precarious stay with me.

Shit he doesn't have fucking phone!

I need an excuse to kick him out. I mean I am grateful that he saved me but I don't know what he is capable of.

     "You have to go to the hospital, your wounds will reopen and they need to be stitched up again." I mumbled as I could feel his warm skin through the gloves.

He let out loud moan as I pressed the alcohol into his wound.

Umm..

I glared at him when I got no response still. His eyes were closed as he put each arm on the back pillows and rested his head back. His sweaty off black hair was on his high cheekbones. As his sturdy tattooed chest moved up and down as he breathed. I could feel the warmness emanating from him.

     "You got it." His smooth breathless voice snapped me back to reality.

I cleared my throat as I look back to the wounds I was cleaning.

   "Wha-"I try to reason that I can't do it but he cut me off.

    "Can you shut up?" I deadly glare at him. The pills next to him were still untouched.

   "If you want me to do it, take the pills." I said, hoping that he would listen.

His wounds were deeply cut and I'm not comfortable stitching them up. It has been quite a time since I went to medical school. It use to make me nervous if my patient is still up and it still makes me nervous. Also his pain moans were too sexy which was also a problem.

We sat in silence, he still didn't take the pills. I decided too; not to stitch him up.

By the time I was done with cleaning his wound, he was asleep. He looked like a beautiful angel. But I still hope he leaves when he wakes up.

I took one glare before I went upstairs to my room. Light came from the glass door as the stars came out to play and the crickets sang for the joy of living, maybe my bed could wait. I wanted to save this moment in a jar.

The beautiful angel smiles in his dreams as dimples appear on his silken tanned cheeks. As his Adam apples moved when he smiled. My thoughts slow as a beautiful carousel.

In my eyes he was an angel that saved me. He took the knife for me. It could have been me who was in pain now or maybe even dead. I should have been nice to him or at less thank him.

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