His Savior
Chapter 3
Angel stared at the man in her passenger seat. Jimin was out cold and breathing softly. His face was covered with bruises and cuts.
What do I do? Do I take him to the hospital? No, I don't know if he has insurance or not.
She started the car and drove to her house. Every once in a while she glanced at him.
Jimin really is handsome... too bad he's a violent douchebag.
Once she reached her home, she dragged Jimin out of the car and into the front door. The maids surrounded her, wondering why a beaten up man was in her arms.
"Can you please get the first aid kit and meet me in the guest room?" Angel asked a maid before continuing to drag him to the guest room.
Jesus, he may be small, but he's dense.
Angel lied him down on the bed just as the maid came in with the first aid kit. She handed the kit to Angel before bowing and walking out.
She tended his wounds and slowly he started to wake up.
"Angel? What are you doing?" He asked incredulously before swatting her hand away from his face.
"I trying to patch you up, now stop moving." She told him before continuing her actions.
Jimin looked around the spacious and modern room.
Am I at her house?
"Where am I?" Jimin asked whiled glaring at her.
"My house." She responded curtly. "Your lucky I was the one you asked for help... others aren't always so kind."
"Why would you help me?" Jimin asked warily while looking at her pack up the first aid kit.
"Because I'm a decent person." She said looking him in the eyes. Her gaze was unnerving and intense. Jimin averted his eyes.
"But I wouldn't have done the same for you." He told Angel, looking at her in disbelief.
"Exactly." She said before walking out of the door, leaving Jimin alone.
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General FictionPain. Loneliness. That is what consumed Angel's life. "Why are you doing this to me?" I asked, too weak to lift my head a look jimin the eye. "Does it matter?" He said before delivering a final blow to my chest and leaving me to suffer, alone and in...
