Wicked Dance |18+|

Chapter One

One week ago, 2 A.M

Dark

Was all i could see.

It was raining, heavy raining. I could hear the little drops of water crashing on the concrete of the road and then splatter themself. I could hear the sound of the wind that with its force made the trees tremble.
I was also trembling due the cold but i didn't mind, it was the last thing i could care about

I was so lost on my thoughts that it took me seconds to notice a car coming at me. Thank God the driver was fast enough to brake.

I was paralyzed in front of his now stopped car .
The car's headlights were blinding me and they  didn't allow me to see the driver.
But then the front door opened. It took me seconds to realize the figure in front of me.

It was a guy.
The most attractive guy i had ever seen.

He was tall, very tall and muscular. He had black hair that were falling on his now wet forehead. His eyes were also black, but God they weren't normal eyes.They we're like magnet for me, they were so expressive but at the same time empty and his lips were so full and pink. He looked like a goddess , like i already said, the most attractive guy i have ever seen.

I was so busy staring him to realize  that he was yelling at me.

" The fuck you're doing in the middle of the street, i could have killed you " he shouted. I wish.

I didn't answered. I was looking at the floor embarrassed by myself, as always.

"What is wrong with you ?  ". now he was louder than before.
" Listen i don't have time for this bullshit" he tried to get back in his car but for some reasons he didn't.

Seconds had passed and neither of us had moved yet.
Then i had the courage to raise my head and look at him. He returned the gaze.
I was once again paralyzed. His eyes had something that was making my head spin. Then he lowered his gaze that went down my body.

And then i remembered. I was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt that had become sticky and see through, dark jeans and my black vans that were too worn to use. My long brown hair were stuck to my back and i dared not imagine the condition of my face,last time i checked i had mascara running all over my face and a bruise above my right eyebrow. He must have gotten scared because when i focused my attention back on him i noticed he had backed up a few inches.

I  decided to speak. "I'm s-o-orry. i was distracted and i didn't realised i was in the middle of the road " i said trembling a bit intimidated by the boy in front of me.
" I hope so for you, i don't think  next time you will survive if you don't wake up from the dream world in your mind " He said in a cold and sarcastic tone.
" I know, your right, thank you again for not running over me" i said with a little smile at the end trying to avoid the tension.
He did not return my smile. Without even saying goodbye, he gave me one last look before locking himself inside the car and driving off, leaving me alone again on the streets of a rainy and dark London.

After he was gone  i resumed my walk at the nearest motel. I didn't feel like going home today. Not after what had happened earlier. I didn't want the actions caused by alcohol to ruin the few happy memories i had of my father.And honestly i just wanted to sleep. It had t happened in months . I was too scared of the idea that he might walk into my room while i was sleeping to get a good night's sleep.

10 minutes had passed since meeting that boy and i couldn't get him out of my mind. His voice, the way he looked at me kept repeating in my head.

It was still 5 km to the motel and to say i was tired was an understatement. I was this close to giving up and sleeping on the nearest bench when i heard shrilling, male laughter getting closer and closer. I started to panic. I started running very fast and kept turning around behind to see if they were following me.

It was dark, i was alone and i didn't need other men trying to rape me, i already had my father.

Then suddenly a car pulls up alongside me. It was the same car as before. I stopped and he stopped.
I turned to look at him and he stuck his head out of the window and said, or better, commanded
" Come in , now "
" i don't know you "
"so you'd rather be alone with those drunks who could do God knows what to you instead of getting in the car with me"
"as far as i know you might be worse that those two" i said somewhat reluctant.
"Oh really? i remind you that i've avoided to kill you before... Listen, do what you want. I don't care"
and with that he leaved with his car, not before i could stop him.
" wait" nothing.
"wait" louder Lilith.
"WAIT" i shouted.
So he stopped and came back.
" Changed your mind already?" he said smirking.
I blushed. Okay he's bipolar.
"Please leave now i am scared"
"You don't have to now" then added " Where i take you ?"
" to the Mavi Motel"
" That fast? i was going to take you to a date but okay is good enough for me" he smirked, again.
It took me seconds to realize what he just said.
" what ?!?! i didn't mean- " he interrupted me.
" i was joking relax, your not my type anyway"

Ouch. I mean i know i'm not Angelina Jolie but boy, i have feelings too.

" You're not my type either, i'm into musicians" i winked at him trying to be confident but failing.

and with that the rest of the ride was silence but i could see him giving me glaze sometimes and that gave my heart little sparks.

Wow, that was new.

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HEYYYY GUYS?? DID YOU LIKED IT?? I want y'all to know that i'm italian and that's why the english isn't that correct but i'm trying to improve it so i'm sorry if sometimes you will see errors

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