- "Please! Wait!"
I did't need his scent to know he was Angel. His dark but innocent voice is very distinguishable.
- "Please, wait for me. I too want to leave."
His voice is sincere, he isn't lying. Poor guy, he doesn't even know he is chasing me. I stop in my tracks and look at him. He staggers back, getting my vibe.
- "I-Isa---"
- "Sh! Yes. Just come to me."
He comes to me, I cover the girl's ears so that she won't hear me. I still whispered even though I am most certain she can't hear me.
- "Angel, call me Arianna. Arianna Jacksons."
- "Why?"
- "Because, I am in hiding. Don't you remember, the incident?"
- "Oh right. When you and Yaksha went to a party and killed almost everyone. Then the bomb fl----"
- "SHUT UP!"
I flicked his nose hard. I don't want to remember that night but it's too late. Memories flow through my head, giving me a headache.
- "Elizabeth, trust in me, ok? Angel, you can trust him too. Don't worry. We both are going to be freed."
I took off her gag and collar, for some reason she had no bracelets. She knows what I was thinking and speaks.
- "They have trackers. Remove yours, too."
I ask Angel for help and he removes them with such gentleness. 'Shit, I can't love him anymore. Don't fall for him. Just don't.'
- "You ok, Isa-Arianna?"
- "Y-yea. Just a bit dizzy."
- "Want me to carry you?"
- "N-no!"
Despite me saying "no", he grabs my legs and waist and sweeps me off my feet. My heart races and I feel my face flushing a red colour. He smiles at me and I feel a weird pain of joy in me. This isn't normal. I love Yaksha, not Angel. The girl smiles, seeing our connection.
- "I can move on my own now. Leave you two alone. Hehe."
- "N-no! I would like your company, Elizabeth."
- "Please, call me Lizzy, Arianna."
- "Ok, Li---- wait, does that mean you are gunna stay?"
She smiles in response. I can't be alone with Angel. I keep my mind busy. I must focus on one love. I glance at Lizzy for a bit. She is still smiling at me, seeing me being carried by Angel. 'Crap, she thinks we are a perfect couple. Fine, I'll let her think that. No need to disappoint her fantasies.' I smile back at her. Unconsciously, I wrap my arms around his neck and shoulder.
He was and still is strong. His brown hair, long for a boy but short for a girl, so soft. His scent is wickedly seducing to me. I take it all in. His dark eyes and darkened skin, suits him, but not his personality. He is a sweet and protective Hell of a guy but also can be cruel and wicked, the reasons I fell in love with him.
I believe I fell asleep because next thing I know, I am in a bed. This, this is Angel's home. Long time I have been here. I get up and see Lizzy sitting, more like slouching, on a chair, as she is sleeping. I look around for Angel. Gone. 'How to entertain myse--- No. No more games. I just need to find a way to hide us three.'
A car pulls up to the front of the driveway. Most likely Angel came back from somewhere. I never knew he had this car. Maybe from so many slaves. Damn, it's a beautfiul red Ferrari. 'Wait, there's more than one head. Shit! He is planning to sell us either way.'
Two men dressed in full black com out. Thy are pretty big. They remind me of private security guards. 'I wonder how it feels like to kill guards.' I focus intensely on my targets. Out of the blue the back door swings open, literally, and a beaten up Angel fall out onto his knees. A girl, also wearing black, but her stomach shows for she is wearing tight black leather pants and a black sports bra that is bulletproof, steps out of the car, gun in hand, pointing it at Angel's head, her hand wrapped around his neck, and the knife she weilds, threatening to cut Angel dead. 'Shit, this girl look like the leader. And she looks prepared, too prepared. She knows something, but what? Crap, this can't be happening. Why must everything go wrong?'
The lady roughly pushes Angel to his front door. The bell rings. I run to grab poor Lizzy who barely woke up and is totally confused.
- "Come with me."
- "Where are we going?"
- "I have no idea."
The door is being knocked on violently and the door bell toyed with. Angel is having impatient guests over. Nice. My hand wraps around Lizzy's arm tightly. She now senses our danger and stays quiet, despite the fact I am gripping her to the bone. I run to a window. It is of glass.
- "Hold on tightly, Lizzy."
I run as fast as I can. I hear Elizabeth panting. Through my side-view, I see her face red. She is not used to running at my speed. I shift my hand from her arm to her waist, use my left hand to surpass any force this window is about to give. My speed quickens as I leap onto the window, giving it a kick to break it. As we jump, I put my body under the frail human. I am able to survive the blow of the concrete, or if I'm lucky, grass. She won't though.
- "ARRRRRIIIIIAAAAANNNNNNNNAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"
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A Hidden Secret
Misterio / SuspensoA story of how one girl has to lie to even herself to forget everything. She doesn't accept the fact she is a hybrid, and it pains her to be called that. She likes it, yes, but she will do anything to get her old life back. She encounters new and ol...