You Can Call It Fate (Grimmjow Love Story)

Chapter 1

My head bounced to the music that was blasting through my black batman themed headphones. Yeah I'm 18 and I am still a huge fan of batman. Sue me.

It was night out and I was on my way back home. I stayed late after school because I decided to help out a teacher with his grading for the mid year papers.
He offered me a ride afterwards but I politely declined, mostly because I always look forward to my walks home from school. Although I'm not sure that I planned this out thoroughly because it's much darker and quieter than I thought it was going to be. 
I didn't let that thought bother me to much though, the last thing I need is to think up of scenarios that could occur and then get myself worried. I'll just pick up my pace.

My walking speed increased a bit so I could get home faster, the music still blasting. I took one side of the headphones off though so I could hear my surroundings.

As my steps increased and my destination got closer, I suddenly heard a loud scream making me stop dead in my tracks and turn around abruptly, my whole head set falling onto my shoulders. I stood still, looking out at the dark and empty street that was only illuminated by a few street lights, so I could listen to see if the sound would come again and immediately after it did I dropped my school bag and ran straight towards the scream.

It was so clear I was surprised that it didn't alarm anyone else.

My legs started burning as I ran towards the girl screaming but I didn't care. I had no idea what was happening but all I knew was that there was a small kid who was in trouble.

I turned a sharp corner and there in front of me stood a small girl with a bruised body and a tear stained face. My eyes shot blood red at the guy holding her collar.
No thoughts crossed my mind. All I know is that my body moved on its own and my fist landed right on his jaw, dropping the little girl immediately, I yelled the first words I thought of.

"Run!"

She immediately picked up her  bruised and battered up body, much to her struggle, and dashed out onto the street. Hopefully to safety.

As my head turned back to the scum I felt all the air in my body get knocked right out of me.
My eyes widened from the sudden pain that coursed through my abdomen.

He landed a solid punch on my stomach.

Before I could breath in again I felt my hair get yanked upwards then a fist colliding with my jaw, jerking my whole body to the side into a wall. 
I gasped for breath even though it hurt to do so.
Before I could even think of retaliating I felt his hand on my shoulder then I was suddenly pushed off the wall and fell on the floor with a loud thud.
I tried to lift myself up before he could hit me again but my body was in to much pain.
A shadow was thrown over me making me look up and stare right into the scums blood shot eyes. If he had I gun I swear he wouldn't have hesitated to pull the trigger. I cried in pain as he lifted me up by my shirt.
He chuckled a deep and sinister chuckle that would make anyone scared.

"See, now you are in the same position as that little girl. Do you feel like a hero now?"

I tried pushing his hand away. My teeth grinding as he spoke.
I made a ball of spit in my mouth then spat it at his face.

"Rot in hell you bastard"

I think I got him even more mad because right after I said that he looked at me with rage in his eyes then flung me right out of the alley.
My back hit the ground with a loud thud. I was in so much pain.
Somehow I managed to turn my head to see the guy walk out the ally while cracking his knuckles.

"This is going to be fun"

As he spoke I could hear faint, running footsteps from my side, before I could turn my head to the right to see who it was the person was already right in front of me, kicking the scum with both his legs in his sides. My eyes widened at how high he jumped, then again at how far the scum flew after he got kicked.
When the stranger landed back on the ground he wasted no time at picking the scum back up and throwing a solid punch right into the guys left cheek making him fly into the wall on his side. The stranger didn't do anything afterwards, just stood there and starred at the man on the floor, as he quietly huffed for breath.
The scum lifted himself back up, fear clearly evident in his eyes. As soon as he got balance on his feet, he ran away like his life depended on it.

Which in this case I think it might.
As the man ran away I remembered that I was still on the floor so I tried to lift myself up only to come face to face with a hand.

I looked up at the stranger then back at his hand. It was a struggle to say the least when I tried to take it. He noticed this because as I was about to touch his hand he beant down and picked me up bridle style. I squeaked at the sudden gesture because I didn't expect it, also because it hurt like hell when he picked me up!

He had a firm grip on me. I would be lieing if I said I was disgusted, because this guy looked oddly attractive...
My cheeks blushed a deep red because I could feel his ripped muscles under my knees and back.
I yelped as I was suddenly thrown in the air.
When I landed back in the strangers arms I looked at him and saw an irritated look on his face.

"Which way to your fucking house?"

My eyes widened at his foul language. I would have argued on that but there were many reasons as to why I didn't so I just mumbled a sorry and pointed to where it was. He scoffed then turned to the direction of my house and started walking.

It was silent as we walked. Well...as he walked. I was getting a bit uncomfortable in his grip but I was in to much pain to move.

I really hope that little girl got home safe. After all I just told her to run. She could have easily landed in another gang area. I am so stupid, why didn't I run with her?

As I was thinking, I heard something get kicked off to the side, making my train of thoughts crash. I looked down at the floor and noticed that the stranger kicked my school bag to the side.

"H-hey! Wait! That's my bag you just kicked"

The stranger stopped in his tracks and turned around half way to see what I was talking about. Once he saw the bag, he walked over to it, beant down and threw it onto my stomach, making me yelp at the sudden pain.

I saw that he smirked slightly making me scowl at him. I know he practically saved me from one hell of a beating but that's just mean...

I looked forward again and came face to face with my lovely home, sighing in relief.

"This is mine"

I told softly. He turned onto the path and walked towards my house door.
He set me down gently in front of my house then turned around to leave.
Once I noticed him walk off I tried to stop him but I took a huge step forward which made an immense amount of pain course through my whole body.

"Wai- ow ow ow! Gosh, hey wait!"

He stopped walking once he heard my pain filled voice then turned around to look at me, hands in his jeans pocket. Amusement slightly evident on his face. 
I sighed and tried to stand up straight.

"What's your name?"

I asked, genuinely curious. I mean some random stranger comes to my rescue and escorts me home and I don't even know his name?
He scoffed at the question then turned around to walk away again.

"You don't need to know"

My jaw dropped at the attitude. This little...
I breathed in to keep my calm then spoke again.

"You're right I don't, but I would like to"

He stopped again after I spoke but didn't turn around. Like he was contemplating on whether he should tell me or not. He turned back around to face me again then spoke.

"Grimmjow"

I nodded with a slight smile.

"Grimmjow. I'm- "

Before I could finish my sentence he started walking away again.

"I don't care"

Were the last words I heard from him.
I sighed. Not bothering myself on getting annoyed at the rudeness. After all I'm probably not even going to see him again. I turned around to my house and walked towards the door much to my difficulty.
How the hell am I going to explain this to mom.

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