😍CRISS ANGEL IMAGINES😍--BOOK 4!

~IMAGINE 51~

You were walking down the darkened sidewalk trying to make it home as quickly as you could...for it was really late, and you lived on the bad side of town...you made it to the third alley and thought you would be safe from then on...for your house was in sight...but just as you were making it to the last alley to cross...a group of thugs comes out from behind the dumpster...holding clubs and chains...when they saw you were a girl...they began to laugh and reposition their junk from their trunks...you tried to dodge and dart away from them as you screamed bloody murder...but they overwhelmed you.

You desperately tried getting your pepper spray out of your purse as they were throwing you down to the ground...but one of them grabbed it and tossed it in the dumpster...where they began to tie your legs and wrists...and then the guys pulled the ropes apart...and another guy was cutting your clothes off of you...you tried to scream again...but he belted you across the face then gagged you with his shirt...he pulled his jeans down and whipped it out...just as you were crying and trying desperately to fight back...you feel something grab the bastard off of you and as you look up...you see a very gothic man standing there...holding one of your attackers above his head...and he tossed him into the trash dumpster...then he just merely looked at the other thugs and said very gruffly to get the fuck outta here...and they tried to kill each other while getting away.

You were in a state of shock you didn't know what to do...so you just sat there trying to cover yourself with your arms...the guy came over to you and removed his leather trench coat and wrapped it around you...and effortlessly picked you up and carried you to your house and walked you to your bedroom and laid you down gently...and before he left you...he said you would always be safe from now on...because he would always be there for you. You thanked him...because you saw him many times before...but you didn't' know him personally...so before he left you asked him for his name...he turned to you...and gave you a very warm smile and said Crisstopher...then just as soon as he was there...he was gone again...but every time after that night...you always waited until you saw him...before you walked home...he was your new guardian angel...and you grew to love him...and you realized that you could never tell how a person was by their appearance...