Heliophilia (sweeran adapted)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

The next few days passes the same, except I didn't see him or his green eyes at all. He was probably avoiding me; he showed me the most kindness anyone has in this house and that's including Mac. I couldn't stop him from racing through my mind all day everyday. I want to know everything about him but he was obviously a mystery to everyone in this house.
"Tay get up we're going out" Mac snaps at me as I try to get five minutes more in bed.
"Where are we going?" I croak out in my morning voice. I pull myself up and rub my eyes to see him running around the room trying to get changed.
"I just need you to come with me got it? Today you can't stay in the house" he quickly replies and I have no other choice but to oblige. I climb out of the huge bed and stretch myself before trying to make myself presentable. After twenty minutes Mac drags me outside and we're in his car following the other men who are coming with us.
"So is JPs brother coming?" I ask quietly as he starts his forth cigarette.
"He always does" he answers back before running a hand through his hair. We're on a open road for an hour before we enter a small town. Young men stood on corners of street and stared at us as we slowly rolled by. Mac seemed unfazed by their eyes but I felt a lump in my throat forming already. I knew if I asked him what we were doing here he'd snap back at me so I kept shut as he'd prefer it. We drove into an industrial estate which seemed to be dormant until we stop outside a huge warehouse. About 12 cars had already been parked as men lean against their cars waiting. As we both get out of the car Mac turns to me, grabs my arm and pulls his face close to mine.
"Taylor this is serious, what we're about to do. You don't speak, you don't move unless I tell you to, understand? And if you get scared and run away you'll be on the side of the street quicker than you can blink" I growls and I nod my head quickly to agree with his terms.
"Atta girl" he says giving me a half smile before turning to walk to the group of men. They enter the warehouse and I follow them. We're led into a huge open room but they all climb the starts which leads to some kind of office. We're filed into the darkly lit room, some men sit but I'm left standing with a few others as there was already people waiting for us in the room.
"JP, pleasure as always" a man with dark skin and wild eyes says. His eyes scan around the room until they land on someone I can't see.
"And your brother is here too, big boy" he says staring at him. "Can we get down to business?" One man asked and all heads snap up.
"Yes, I suppose we should" the dark skinned man says in a slimy voice and I start to get nervous.
"Well Aldro and Paul went to pick up the 30k you had delivered into the Gulf and the guys he was picking it up from says he didn't pay" JP starts. "So we presume it was a misunderstanding of sorts, so we payed ourselves but we want that money back this week" he finished and the dark skinned man leaned back in his seat, obviously thinking.
"And if I don't pay?" He asks after silence and I can see Macs jaw clenching.
"We kill you" JP answers back quickly and I tried to settle my hands as they shook uncontrollably. I felt suffocated, I didn't want to be here. I should be on a beach or in bed or anywhere else but here.
"Hmm okay. Ill make you a deal" he starts. "ill pay you today, but in return I want her" he says staring right at me. I felt all eyes on me and I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. "You can't" JP starts and Ive never been so grateful to him.
"I want her, at least for the day" he continues as if JP hadn't said anything. I felt like I was going to get sick with all the filthy eyes scanning my body up and down.
"Does anyone have a problem with that?" The dark skinned man finished and the room goes silent. I look over at Mac desperately and he's not even looking at me, acting as if his girlfriend isn't about to be raped by a middle aged man.
"Good" he says with a smile that makes me feel repulsed. Men start to get up when a voice cracks through the silence.
"Actually she's mine" a husky voice says "I picked her up two cities back, dumb bitch couldn't even work the streets" and with that all eyes land on the guy with the green eyes.
"So you're responsible for her?" The dark skinned man asked him as his expression stays blank.
"She fucks me, I put a roof over her head" he says as his eyes bore into the wild eyes of the dark skinned man. I could feel the atmosphere change to a tense one as they stared each other down.
"And you would mind, if I took her?" He asks lowly, talking about me as if I'm a piece of meat.
"You're not taking her" he states finally and my heart beat starts to race.
"Okay then" he says coolly but I can see it's just a facade. "Thank you all for your visit"
I'm one of the last to leave the office but as I walk out I fell a large hand jerk me back into the room. I'm slammed up against the wall and my head starts to thump from the impact. I come face to face with dark skin and wild eyes as his hot breathe hits my face.
"Hey there pretty girl" he sneers out and I want to cry when his hands starts mauling my body everywhere they can find. I want to scream out but I knew no one would hear me and it would just make him angry. He squeezes my arm too tight and drags his nails down the side of my neck, probably drawing blood. He starts to unbuckle his jeans as he grips my hair harshly. I try to push him away but he's too strong but all at once his body's gone, and I hear the sound of gunshots deafening my ears. I look up to see him standing over the dark skinned man, gun in hand and him quivering on the floor. Gun holes were visible on the surface of the table, reliving me of the worry that he actually shot him.
"She is mine Santo" he growls lowly as he holds the gun up to his face.
"Don't try and pull that again" he hisses before spitting on him and grabbing my wrist, leading us down stairs.
"YOU'LL REGRET THAT SHEERAN!" Santo screams from the room we left him in and I fell like I'm going to break down when he pulls me out into the blistering heat of the day. All the cars were gone apart from one and I can't believe Mac left me. He lets go of my wrist and puts his gun into the waist band of his pants before walking over to the car. I'm too dazed to do anything as he pulls up in front of me.
"Get in" he says without expression and I quickly scurry to get into passengers seat. He drives off quickly and I grip the seat as he goes over 140km an hour on the speed dial.
"Thank you" I say finally as we're on the barren highway. The winds blowing through his hair and his skin is glowing from the sun beating down on it; I've never wanted to take a picture of someone so much before in my life. He doesn't respond to me but that's okay, he wasn't exactly a person full of words before. An hour later we're pulling up into the house, our skin sunburnt from the horrific heat and feeling tired. He gets out of the car with ease and I notice everything he does is with such a smoothness, as if he's ridden of faults. I scurry after him knowing I can't let this opportunity pass to get closer to him.
"Hey listen, I was wondering if there's anything I could do, you know, to repay you?" I ask quietly and I see him stop walking in front of me. His fingers play with his keys as he obviously debates my request.
"Teach me how to read" he says finally and my stomach flips at the sound of his voice.
"Okay sure" I say a little too enthusiastically. He starts to walk into the house again and I follow him until he's half way up the stairs and I've one last thing I need to know.
"What's your name?" I ask quickly and he turns to look down at me from the top of the stairs.
"Edward" he speaks as he stares into my eyes making me shiver. "See you later Taylor" he finished before turning and leaving without a second glance. Edward. Edward Sheeran. It suited him perfectly. How did he know my name? Why did he save me?
Millions of questions raced through my brain making but I knew one thing; I couldn't get enough of him.