My protector

One

I was the last one in the diner. I cleaned the rest of the tables, closed the blinds and turned all the lights out. I put on my hood, taking off my working visor.  A coat of raindrops spotted the giant window, and you could hear the tapping on the roof, along with the thunder booming and lightning striking. I sighed to myself before exiting the diner, locking up and walking down the sleek street with my hood up, hands in my pockets. 

It was cold, the wind brushing against my body which only sent goosebumps to the surface of my skin. My black on black working shoes met with the slick rain that painted the sidewalks, making a splish-splash sound. The smell of rain relaxed me though, it's muskiness, it's freshness. It's something that doesn't get old to me in Washington. I'll have to admit, I flinched every time the thunder rang in my ear, or the lightning threatened to strike a tall evergreen in the distance.

click--click.

I slowly turned my head to the right, to see an alley. In the alley, was the head of a handgun pointed at my face. Holding the gun, were a pair of fingertip freed gloves, an arm that stretched out and connected to a tall, light haired male. His piercing blue eyes narrowing at me as his smug lips formed into a clench, seeing his throat squeeze as he swallowed. The only thing I could do what stand still, my breath hitching as my blue eyes flickered back and fourth from the gun to him.

"Don't scream, And no one gets hurt." He spoke lowly, his voice sounding crisp.

I simply nodded and followed his direction as he nodded for me to follow him in the alley. I was obviously hesitant, who wouldn't be?! His large hand gripped my upper arm and drug me in faster, causing me to grunt and groan, trying to pull from his grip until he was where he wanted to me. Which was the middle of the alley.

"What did you see four nights ago near town park?" He asked, making me frown.

"F--four nights ago? What're you--" I was cut off with a hissed tone. 

"You know exactly what i'm talking about. Rose." I widened my eyes, He knew my name. How? I don't..I don't know him!

Just as I was about to respond with another uncertain answer that sounded like a straight lie, most likely because it was, a voice broke behind him.

"Niall, Let her go." It demanded with a sort of chill, yet firm tone. The Man, Niall I suppose his name was, moved out of the way which allowed me to see the figure. He had longer, darker hair, with dark green eyes. 

"Harry, She's the witness from 4 days ago. We can't just--" He was then cut off. 

"I said. Let. Her. Go." Harry growled, glancing from me, back to Niall. "Pretty sure this won't be the last time we'll see her." He added with a small scoff. What the hell was that supposed to mean?

 Niall put his gun into his belt, his hood covering it as he grumbled under his breath, shoving her towards the entrance of the alley. She scoffed, taking one last look at the two, mainly at Harry, before hurrying out of the alley. 

I made it back home after jogging, running in the house and nearly slamming the door shut, my back pressed against the white door as I caught my breath. Did they really see me that night? I wasn't even in a view, and it was dark out. How? So many questions surrounded in my mind, i wiped the rain off my wet face, running upstairs. 

After changing into pajamas, I didn't even bother to do anything with my damp hair, and laid down in my large, fluffy covers. All the lights were off, all the doors and windows were locked. I let the sound of silence engulf myself, eventually thoughts weighing my eyelids shut, and into a light sleep.

{ kelsirenee kelzi_scalera}