Helena's Guardian (REWRITTEN) (Completed)

A Night Watch

Orion P.O.V

   I drove Helena home. When we arrived I parked my motorcycle in her driveway. I followed her to her door.

   "You should probably go. I wouldn't want him hurting you."

   I shook my head as I stepped onto her porch.

   "I promised remember?"

   She smiled as she put in the key and opened the door. Rick was standing right in front of her as soon as she did.

   "Hey you little bitch. I thought you were dead. Where you've been?"

   "Where do you think asshole. I almost did thanks to you."

   Rick smiled as he raised his hand to attack. That was my cue. I pulled Helena back and blocked his hit with my left arm. I took my right arm and punched his gut, twisting my fist in doing so. Rick coughed as I pushed him down.

   "Let's go!"

   I yelled as I took Helena by the hand and ran inside and up the stairs. Rick was right behind us. I was suddenly stopped and heared a scream. I looked behind me and saw Rick had Helena by the wrist. I grabbed her by waist and side kicked him, making him fall down a few steps. With that I ran into Helena's room and closed the door and pressed my wight onto it. Not soon after we heard banging at the door. It kept going for a good twenty minutes until he finally gave up. Helena cried as she sat on her bed with her legs to her chest. I hugged her as she cried.

   "It's ok. I will never let him hurt you. Ever again."

   She nodded as I wipped her tears away.

   "Thank you, Orion."

   "Of course."

   I answered as I looked down at her arms. I couldn't bring myself to ask her about them. She was in enough pain and I didn't want her to explain to me if it'll hurt her.

Time Skip

General Narration

10:00pm

   Helena got out of the shower dressed in a pair of grey sweat pants and a green t-shirt. She had aslo given Orion some clothes, which consisted of a white muscle shirt and a pair of black basketball shorts. He had taken a shower before Helena and changed.

   "Thank you for the clothing."

   Orion said as Helena began to brush pit her long red hair.

   "No problem."

   She said with a smile as he sat on the bed.

    "May I ask. Where'd you get the clothes from?"

    Helena was silent for a moment before answering.

   "They were my father's clothes. Everything he and my mother had went to me. I kept it in safe jeeping all these years washing the clothes once every year so it won't smell old."

   "Well don't I feel special."

   Orion said as Helena chuckled. Helena finished brushing her hair as she yawned. Orion looked at Helena's wall of pictures as he came across one of a man with red hair, glasses, and dark brown eyes and a women with long black hair, and hazel brown eyes. In the middle of them both was Helena as a little girl.

   "Is this you?"

   He asked as Helena looked in his direction. He looked back at her as she nodded briefly.

   "And these are your parents."

   He said already knowing the answer.

   "Yes."

   Orion chuckled as he looked back at the photo.

   "You have your mother's face, eyes, and your father's hair color only more of a crimson color to it."

   Helena chuckled as she stood next to Orion.

   "All the adults at the orphanage would tell me that. It would always make me smile."

   "I'm sure it did."

   Orion said as he began to yawn. Helena chuckled.

   "You must be sleepy. Come on, Orion. Let's get some sleep. You can sleep on the right side of the bed."

   Helena said as she laid on her side of the bed and Orion crawled in through the other side.

   "Goodnight Helena."

   "Goodnight Orion."

   They said before falling fast asleep.