Chapter 3 - The « Savior »

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My breathing was completely erratic, and even if the room was as cold as could be Siberia and that I was almost naked, I was sweating. Oh God, I would do anything for a shower right now....
I heard the footsteps of my aggressor. He was just in front of the door. I could recognize his footsteps now, they were heavy.
Really heavy.
Heavy like the atmosphere in the room at this moment.

They are quit different of Michael's footsteps : ethereal and graceful.
Talking about Michael, I turned around and noticed that he wasn't here anymore.

« He was here, just five seconds ago ! He was sitting next to me, how could he disappear so easily ?!»

I don't know how he did, but he left me. I felt it : he was gone. He abandoned me.

« Oh God... I don't want to face my aggressor. Not right now. Not alone. I'm so done...»

All of a sudden, somebody opened the door. I held my breath for a few seconds : I was frightened as hell. He came into the room and looked at me. I covered myself with the old blanket as much as I could. His stare was making my blood curdle.

- Not needs to hide yourself under that nasty blanket little slut.

His voice made me jump : it was really loud and threatening, I must confess. I closed my eyes during some seconds. I needed to pull myself back together and calm my breathing. When I opened them and looked at him I noticed that he was closer than before. I gulped.

- Take this blanket off.

I stared at him, not very sure to have understood what he was asking me to do.

- I said... Take that damn blanket off. But you know what ? I don't give a fuck. I'll rape you with it if you prefer.

This time, I'm sure that my heart literally stopped beating. I mean... completely. I stayed here during a few seconds (but in my head it felt like it was hours), looking at him, shocked.
And suddenly a scream resonated in the room. It was the most powerful and the most strident scream that I have heard in my life. And it was from me.

My aggressor hurled himself at me, grumbling. His body was upon mine and he looked at me staright in the eyes. I didn't know it was possible but just the fact to look at him made me feel sick. He was smiling. I never wanted to die more than at this moment.

Suddenly I heard a gun shot.
The man upon me let out a cry of pain and fell on the floor.
I can't explain how much It felt good to hear him in agony. For once, it was him and not me.

I felt a hand grabbing tightly my arm and pushing me out of the bed.

The grab on my arm was so strong that it made a bruise. When I opened my eyes, I was out of the room. For the first time since some days, I was finally out of this damn room !

Gosh, what a relief !

But the hall was too dark : I couldn't see what was around me. All I knew was that I was running and that somebody was tightly holding my arm, forcing me to run faster.
.
All that I could hear was our breathing and the sound of our footsteps.

Quickly, we arrived outside. Somebody pushed me in a car and in only two seconds we were already on the road.

On the road... Why ? With who?

I looked at my left.
Michael was driving the car.

He was completely focused on the road in front of him. He was wearing a black leather jacket, a black jean and T-shirt. His black long hair were tied back but some curls were falling on the beautiful caramel skin of his face.

Wow... Damn...
He was hot. Really really hot... He was handsome !

I shaked my head, trying to forget about Michael's perfect face. It wasn't the moment. At all.

Suddenly, something popped in my head.
If I can see him...It means that he can see me !


I looked down at my body. Thank God, I didn't leave my blanket. At least, my chest stayed covered.
- Michael... I asked without really knowing what to say.

He looked at me with a harsh look.
- What ? He asked.


- Could you, please, explain me what just happened ?

Those days, I was really feeling like I was the only one who wasn't understanding not even one damn thing about my own life.

He looked during some seconds at the road in front of him, then he let out a deep sigh and turned away to face me.


-It's quite simple. I came to give you some food and treat your injuries then Vin came in your room. I was thinking about leaving you alone with him but when I saw that he was going to rape you, I thought that I would rather save your ass.

He then looked away and took back his attention on the road. I sighed heavily and gazed at the view that was giving me my window. It was the night. Again. And we were the only car on the road.

- And now ? What are you going to do ?


- I'm taking you to my hideout.
- Your hideout ?!

I stared at him, surprised.
I wasn't understanding what he was taking about ! I thought that he was a member of this gang or God-knows-what-it-was.


He turned to look at me and he obviously understood that I was lost.


- Okay babydoll, let me explain you something, I'm not from Vin's jerks gang. I have my own gang in California and I'm the leader. Vin wasn't knowing who I was. Well know that I shot him I think that he get the message. His gang threatened mine and I wanted to come and see what was his weak point. I need to annihilate those assholes as soon as possible.
He stopped talking during some seconds.
He gazed at me intensely and a little smile appeared on his face.
- And I think that I found the thing that I was looking for.

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« Oh shit... No don't tell me that his « weak point » is what I'm thinking it is... Jesus, tell me I'm wrong, please ! »


- It's me huh ? I am the fuckin weak point cause you can easily use me to liquidate the gang. You can blackmail them, by using me.


I hoped that he would say that I was wrong. I wanted him to look at him with an outraged expression. I wanted him to explain me that he was going back to California but that before this, he was going to drop me off  at my home.


But he didn't. Instead of this, he looked at me surprised and then he smiled.

- Wow... A girl, brave and smart. That's not common. Even if Vin is an asshole, I must admit that he chooses his victims judiciously. That's impressive.

« God... What did I do to make you hate me so damn much?!»

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