His Guardian Angel [On Hold]

Chapter 3

Hi everyone who might be reading this. Sorry it took forever to update this story. I've been crazy busy what with Christmas then New Years, I'm only just getting over my horrible horrible horrible stomach virus/cold and tomorrow my daughter is getting heart surgery. Plus I'm starting on her 1st birthday party in 2 weeks time. Eep! Anyways, enough stalling and enough excuses, here's chapter three :)

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Chapter three:

***WARNING, SEXUAL CONTENT***

[Aramina’s POV]

I stood in the shadows as I watched Colt leave the bar. I had to quickly leave before he decided to see me home, where I didn’t technically live in anymore. He stops outside and looks around before slumping his shoulders in defeat. I wonder what was wrong? As he continued to walk I followed him, fitting perfectly well in the shadows of the night.

[Colt’s POV]

She couldn’t have gotten far. She only just left the bar. When I left the bar I looked around for her, to maybe even catch a glimpse of her hair swish around a corner. But nothing. I slumped my shoulders and started towards my apartment. I guess I could’ve taken a cab but I needed the fresh air to clear my mind.

I’d only met the girl and here I am obsessing about her. I trudged along the desolate side walk towards the bad side of town. The smell of exhaust fumes, pollution and the sounds of ‘ladies of the night’ and drug dealers filled the otherwise silent night. I reached my apartment and quickly walked in.

Instead of waiting for the elevator to descend, I hiked up three flights of stairs noticing that the management still hadn’t cleaned the stair well of the garbage that had been collecting for the last few days. I unlocked room 301 and sighed at the bleak apartment. I really need to get my life sorted. Get out of this apartment, this building, this neighbourhood and out this godforsaken life style.

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[Aramina’s POV]

A week passed since we ‘met’ in the bar and I thought it would be best to stay my distance from him at first. I needed to know his routine and where he tended to go as well as work out his personality. He was quite the reserved fellow considering he was supposedly in a gang. He was quiet and worked hard in a mechanic shop.

He’d go to the bar every night and ignore the passes made by other girls. To my surprise, I felt a little proud and smug that these beautiful wannabe models couldn’t grab the attention of Colt. I guess the ‘quiet guy’ look really got the girls going, I thought.

On the seventh night while he was at the bar, I waited for a suitable time that I would’ve finished ‘work’ and walked in. I was wearing a white singlet with a casual black blazer opened over the top, black skinny jeans and black pumps. I left my hair to hang free so that my outfit wasn’t too over the top creating a nice sleek yet casual look.

I slyly looked over at his table in the corner and saw that he was ignoring two women who were flirting with him, sipping his almost finished beer.

I ordered two beers and started walking towards him and the two bimbos.

“-sooo drunk! How about you Candy?” I heard bimbo #1

“Yeah!! And like you how we get when we’re drunk!” Bimbo #2 slurred back, though it seemed like she was acting too hard to be drunk, as she clung to the other side of Colt.