An Angels Lament

Chapter 2- An interrupted saviour

Chapter 3

A loud bang erupted her voice from the door behind them being thrown open. A large hulking figure stepped forward out of the shadows.

She wasn't surprised he found her, nor was she scared of the painful punishment he would inflict on her for leaving him, no she was sad, for she feared she would never get to even know the name of the man she was destined to save.

The figure walked towards her, his head raised and scoffed at the man standing across from her and begin to interrupt their pleasant silence on the rooftop with his deep gruff voice “You little whore” He spat at her. “What the hell do you think your doing up here, you know bloody well your not allowed to leave my god damn side! Let me guess, you slut, your probably here to buy drugs or have sex with this guy” He gestured to the man across the ledge. “You don't do anything unless I tell you to, Your mine. And always will be” He added, his voice darkening towards the end. He walked towards her and gruffly grabbed a handful of her long hair, and tugged down forcing her to fall to the cold hard cement. “I should kill you, Ha! You should be so lucky, but killing you would mean I would be letting you go, but you and I both know I'm not going to do that, I'm going to make you pay, and your never getting away” he said furiously, before slamming his large fist into her delicate face.

She didn't scream or cry out in pain, because she knew that was just what this sick bastard wanted, to know he had caused her pain, but even by keeping in her screams, didn't make it hurt any less. Before the next punch was delivered she managed to raise her, already bleeding, face to look at the man across that 2m gap, and managed to give him an apologetic look before the next punch hit her, making her head hid the pavement causing her to pass out.

He, that being the man that no earlier than 5 minuets ago was standing at the ledge ready to kill himself, was for a better word, Confused. Firstly, as he tried to organize his hazy thoughts, Who was this man and why was he hurting this innocent girl again, he concluded from the girls un-suprised look that him arriving and beating her was a common assurance, And Why, before he heard the sicking crack of her head hit the roof's pavement, did she almost look sorry for him. Was she sorry that he was hurting her? Or more likely was she sorry he saw her in pain? None of this made sense to him. He finally, to little to late, found his voice with the unintelligible words of “Hey You! Stop it!” He knew that a man like this wouldn't stop just because he said so. If the to would be in a fight this man would surely win, his large muscled and tattooed arms being displayed in the black muscle singlet, rippled with each draw back, and his face was large and covered with scars and his large nose seemed to had been broken but not properly set. He felt helpless watching this girl get continuously hit even thought she was unconscious, he even considered jumped that gap, but knew he couldn't with his injured leg, he called out once more, but again the muscled man ignored him. He knew the only way he could ever save her, was to run down the 9 floors and back up to the other building, it would be lengthy but it was the only way he could at least stall him from hurting her more. He turned and ran to the door, taking one last look towards her bloody bruised body, and began his race to her safety.

(Authors note- I KNOW ITS SHORT AGAIN! But im not going to do one long update every 2 months but 1/2 pages every couple of days. Fan and tell your friends <3 )