Immortal protector

Chapter Three

CHAPTER THREE

The sound of rain hitting my window wakes me up out of my slumber. I stretch my arms out and let out a little yawn. I sit up slightly and look at my phone to check the time, and its only 7:30. I work in 3 hours so i head to the washroom and jump in the shower, letting the hot water consume my body as goose bumps form on my skin from the warmth. My mind starts to drift off to the dream I had, I felt confused as to why I would dream something like that. I brush off the thought and finish off showering and get out to dry myself. I wrap my towel around my body, and another for my hair. On my way back to my room I peer into mac's room to see she isnt in there, and that her bed looks like it hasnt been slept in. hmm... she must have had a good night last night.

I quickly change into my work clothes and check myself in the moirror looking at the logo on my t-shirt with the words COFFIE BEAN writting across my chest. Yes it's true I work in a coffee shop but I love it there, its like a second home to me I work with really great co-worker even mac works there. We never work together, but on the rare occation we do... lets just say it get a little crazy after having 6 espressos later with your best friend, nothing but shits and giggles. hence why we rarely work together, the boss always calls us the twins shes never had. god that makes me laugh everytime I think about that.

I walk into work with a few minutes to spare, so I head into the back and put on my apraon and tie my hair up in a high pony tail letting my dark aubern hair cascade a little on my shoulders. "Hey john" he looks up from making a drink and gives me a wide grind "hey girl, hows it going" I move in to help with making drinks as stephany takes the front cash. "oh you know its going for being a monday." he laughts at that "dont I know it girl." I smile and get back into the busy rythym of the coffee shop. John has been my friend since day one working here, he was the one that trained me and made me the coffee pro I am today. I love him like a brother.

Before I knew it, it was 8 o clock and I was getting ready to close up the shop for the night. So I finish whiping the counters down, sweeping the floor, and putting the chairs up; I remove my aprin and hang it in the back. I put on the alarm and lock up for the night. I start walking home since its only 10 minuts away, my phone starts to buzz so I pull it out and see that it's mac. "hey girl" I answer. "Hey, how was work today?" oh you know the usual busy in the afternoon and slows down at night." how about you, I noticed you werent home this morning, and I havent heard from you all day. it must have been a good night." I hear her laugh through the phone before saying " yeah about that" "omg what happened" I laugh, "you sound like something intersting happend." she sighs thtough the phone " yeah but I'll wait until you get home, which should be soon." "yeah i'm just a block away, be there soon." I put my phone back in my pocket and cross the street relizing how dead it is tonight, but then again we do live in a pretty remote area where bums, crack heads, and hoockers are an everyday occurence in our naighbourhood. But I'v never had a bad encounter, or even a bad feeling.

The tempature has dropped quit a bit since winter is around the corner of the seasons. I dont mind it though, winter happens to my favorite time of year. nothing is more comforting and calming like white snow and hot choclate, and roaming the empty streets due to being to cold out for most people, but not me. I know that sounds tottally stupid, and irrisponsible because thats when the crazies come out; but for some reason i'v always felt safe my whole life, a sense of calming as if somome is watching over me. I turn the corner and can see my apartment building up ahaead, as I get closer to my building I start to feel a weaird pulling feeling in the pit of my stomach, and my heart rate starts to accelerate. I reach my door but is startled when I see a tall dark figure off in the distance just staring at me, all I see is the most bluest eyes almost like the colour of the sky when it snows, really light blue with specks of dark blue in them. I shake my head for I think i'm going crazy, I open my eyes to see if i can get a better view, but is shocked when the person is no longer there, and so is the feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I get inside my building and open my door to the appartment, mac jumps off from the couch and says something but I miss it as I feel a little dazed, but brush it off just as fast; as I'm bombarded by my friend. "emma finally your home, you wouldnt believe the night I had."

**I hope you guys are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it. I know it may seem long at getting to the main point in the story, but tust me all of this is crusual I promise.**