A boy named Blaze

Chapter 6

The guy who was holding me down kissing me whipped up his head, looking at the new guy. The new guy was punching the other three goons and only getting a couple hits back. "Who the fuck do you think you are," said the guy holding me down, I took him as the leader. "Blaze," the new guy said and I could see him smirking as he kicked the shortest guy, making him fall to the ground.

The street was damp, cold, and hard underneath my body but yet I felt strangle warm at the same time. Feeling the leader guy loosen his grip I popped out my midsection, hitting him with it causing him to waver his grip some more. Then I pulled my hand away, smacking his face hard. "You bitch," he said but he was to slow and I was out of his grip. I kicked him in the gut and stood up, it slowed him for a minute but then he jumped to his feet.

The leader grabbed my hair, yanking my head back then pulled out a knife holding it to my neck. A whimper escaped past my lips and I felt him gently pressing the knife into my skin. "Stop," he said in a cold voice to Blaze. Blaze stopped, cocked his head to the side, and smiled a cold hearted smile yet my heart still thumped in my chest. Slowly Blaze lifted his hands in the air, a sign of surrender, but the smirk was still on his face, it sent chills down my spine. 

How could anyone smile when there is a knife held to my neck, if I die I blame him. Yet thought its my fault that I'm in this mess, well at least my last night sure was fun. I had a fun life for the most part, I feel bad about both me and my sister being dead but well its not like I tried to die. I felt a tear slowly roll down my cheek, going over all the bumps on my face, till it rolled off. Another tear started forming from my eye, poor Matthew, I just started dating him. Yet I cant die, lots of people tried to hurt me, I always won, I always was on top.

With that I kicked my foot back, my high-heel digging into his leg. "Shit,"he swore and the knife wavered. I dropped down like I was dancing while pushing the guys arm away. He flung the knife back but by the time he did my butt was sitting on my heels and my head was no longer on his chest. The knife slightly cut him and he swore again, as well as calling me a few names. I quickly stood back up and kicked my foot high so my high-heel smacked him in the face.

That when I first heard the gun shots, three load booms filled the air, I turned around and saw Blaze standing, a gun in his hand, and the other three punks laying on he ground dead. He had the gun pointed towards me and the leader and I yelped. I dropped and rolled away and right when I hit the ground Blaze let off another gun shot, killing the leader. I jumped to me feet, ready to run but something made me stop.

Blaze slipped the gun onto his side, putting the tip into his pants, and put his shirt over the end. My heart was pounding and my belly felt weird as I watched him. Now I got to see what he looked like I saw he was very  hot.

He had long black hair that goes to a little past his ear and falls just under his jaw bone. His right eye was covered by his hair as it fell diagonally down his face till it meets the rest off his hair. His lips were a pink colour, and on his bottom lip on each side were little silver balls, I believe its called snakebites.

He was tall and skinny, his nose had a bump in it and I was guessing that he broke it a couple times. His lip was bleeding and blood was running down his chin but all he did was continue to look back at me, I couldn't help but wounder what he was thinking. His blue eyes were so light as they were melting into my green ones and a shiver ran down my back. I kinda looked at his chest and there were mussels there, not as much as Matthew or Ashton, but still there.

Yet I couldn't keep my eyes off his for very long and suddenly all I wanted was to be close to him. I look a step towards him. His grin was gone off his face and it was just normal, relaxed. I took another step, not breaking the eye contact, but then he ripped his gaze away. I gasped at how fast he tore his eyes away from mine. The smirk formed on his lips again as he was about to turn around