He Saved Me. (COMPLETE)

Chapter 3

I had a dream about him. About the young man. In my dream, he rescued me from something. I dont know from what, but he protected me and kept me safe. I woke up, and he was on my mind all week. It been about a week and a half since i've seen him. He usually comes every week, but he didn't this week. For someone reason, I became worried for him. I never met the guy personally, but I still cared. I didn't want to think about him, but I couldn't help myself. He had this mysterious feeling about him that I kinda liked.

~The next night~

I was woken up by some guy shaking my shoulder. He had a long black shirt that went up to his hip. He wore long knee socks, and baggy short. He had tattoos on every inch of his body. He looked at me and said "Come with me. I will give you food, a house, and money." I became frightened as his face came inches close to mine. "No thank you." I pushed him away. He became furious. He grabbed my arm and pulled me in his direction. His grip became tighter as I tried to run in the opposite direction. I bit his hand as hard as I could. He yelled and cursed. I quickly grabbed my backpack and guitar and ran. Little did I know he was right behind me. I ran into an alley, but to continue my series of unfortunate events, it was a dead end. I tried to climb the wall, but all of a sudden a large hand pulled me down. I fell to the ground, and started to cry. I tried to hit him with my guitar, but he grabbed it and threw it. The guitar broke in half. The strings popped off. I cried as the memory of my only best friend was destroyed. Car lights brightened up the alley. It was that black range rover. I was relieved. The boy came out of it and approached the man attempting to kidnap me. "Leave her alone, I don't want any trouble. Just walk away." The boy said sternly in the kidnapper's face. "If you leave now, I wont call the cops." The attacker walked away very angry.

The young man helped me up. I went straight to my guitar. I picked it up and walked away. "I just saved your life, don't I at least deserve a thank you." He shouted out. I continued to walk down the sidewalk with my belongings. A few minutes later he drove up to me and rolled down the window. "Hey, jump in the car." "Why? I don't even know you." I said with a little sass. "No need for the attitude, geez. I'm Matt. I've seen you on the street, playing that guitar, well... when it wasnt broken." he chuckled. I glared at him. "Well I have a guest room and I just wanna help you get back on your feet ." I looked at him. He was still wearing those stupid sunglasses. I open the car door and sat down. He rolls up the window and we drive away.

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Well chapter 3 was okay I guess. But guys, I dont know if this story is any good. Do you guys like it? Please vote and tell me in the comments if I should continue. I don't have any feedback so I don't know if I should finish it. ~Ariana