MY LITTLE ANGEL

CHAPTER THREE

   I know cannibals exist but i never thought i'd be so unfortunate as to meet one. Every fibre in my body screamed at me to flee but i remained frozen. My limbs went numb with absolute fear. I gulped, my mouth suddenly feeling dry as paper and my throat constricted. I could hear the blood pounding in my ears and it was quite deafening. My breath quickened; coming out in short, sharp gasps, i used everything within me to stifle a whimper that was about to escape. My  terror filled eyes never left his sunken ones. I could barely think over the rising tide of cold fear but i knew i had to be brave for the sake of the infant in my arms.

  

" You ok? Cuz you look like you've seen a ghost, " Old Dirt asked. Nope! Just you, i thought.

" Look i-"

" I-I-I know your big secret. " I blurted out. Great. Now he knows i know. Am so dead. Think, think, think. "Um i know that you...um you know, you drink shampoo....e-especially the coconut scented ones. " I said hastily.Ha! Now he'll never know that i discovered he's a man-eating freak.

   

  I looked at him and he seemed to be really shocked. God, he also drinks shampoo doesn't he? Well now i know two of his dirty little secrets.

    Without waiting for him to try and justify himself, i ran inside the building clutching the baby safely in my arms.

Mr. Chan's POV

  

   I watched as she ran past me, snuggling the baby closer to her chest, and into the building disappearing from my sight.What?  I drink coconut shampoo? I don't even want to know how she came up with that. Heck! Am actually allergic to coconuts. Oh, darling Sophie, you always amuse me. Always.

Yes i know her name, but i just love to rile her up by calling her those nicknames,  though i think she has finally accepted them since she's no longer adamant in correcting me. True the young girl is weird, confused, clumsy and really naive but she's also very hardworking, honest and has a heart of gold. She removed herself from the streets, now she has her own place, always busy working and pays her own bills. She's a fighter. I guess not all teenagers are rude,rebellious  troublemakers roaming in gangs.

   " Hey Mr. C! " A  heavy built young man greeted me. He is your typical residence bad boy and thief but atleast he has the decency of not robbing people of  his own neighborhood. The rich folks say this part of town is not safe.And it's true, it's not safe, at all.For them.

"Hello Anthony, " i replied slyly.

"Not again, " he whined. " It's Tony, you know i can't stand that other name. "

"Oops, old age. Sorry Toby. " Oh how i love to mess with these youngsters.

"Really,  Mr. C. " He deadpanned. I just chuckled.

"See ya! Old man, " he said over his shoulder as he walked away. "Hey, i think your diaper's full, time to change! " I called out to him. He turned around looking confused. I nodded at his really sagged jeans mischievously.

"Yeah, yeah whatever you say Mr. C! " He shouted back.

    Sitting on one of the wide stone banister on either sides of the building, i couldn't help but think  about Sophie and the baby. Whoever, gave sophie that baby to look after, even for the night, will hear from me. They are taking advantage of her. I know for a fact that she can't say no to anyone. She's just so selfless and kind. Too kind for her own good. I may be old but am still strong and if they threatened her or hurt her in anyway i'll deal with them personally because she looked really scared. Poor girl.