My Angel

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VICTORIA

I walked down the lonely quiet street, it was about 11:28 PM. Walks always helped me to calm down and remind me of my true self, walks were probably the only time I was silent and myself. Not a psychopathic woman known for killing.
I'm Victoria and this is my life. People fear me, even the police doesn't want to get near me, I've been arrested a couple of times, but I always managed to elope, let's say I'm a psychopath with a brain. There's a reason I kill, every action has a reason behind it, the main reason I kill is for revenge, not revenge because of an ex-lover, nor because of betrayal by a friend, not because- because- ugh but I don't think it's appropriate to tell you why I do.
Ah, so where was I? Oh yeah, I remember.

In the lonely streets there wasn't a noise that could be heard, I could only hear 1 thing, peace.

The wind brushed across my face swiping away the hair that was once on my face. The scent of the leaked oil near a broken gas station made my nostrils burn, the crunchy thick ice beneath my winter uggs was getting crushed by every step I took.
I was getting a bit exhausted and decided to rest at the old park, I was looking for a bench when I saw a blonde haired man, I could only see his head from the back as he was sitting, he looked like an angel, MY ANGEL. I walked up close and sat next to him, I could only see the side of his face, his perfectly, sharp defined jaw line. I just wanted to kiss it, but I obviously didn't, I'm not a slut. I'm still a Virgin, I'm looking for someone perfect, and I think I just did. My angel turned his face where I could see all of his features, his sharp eyebrows, his beautifully hazel colored eyes lost in confusion, his pink lips that I just wanted to suck, his nose weirdly sexy, god- he just looked so innocent. That's when his lips moved slipping out the words "Hi! How may I help you?" His British accent had me lost, "Oh honey, you can just kiss me" my angel looked confused, poor guy "I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean to say that, what's your name angel?" I did mean to say that, I really did wanted to kiss him, but I didn't want him to be confused. "Oh, my name's Aaron, what shall I call you?" "I'm Victoria, you can call me Vicky" I replied with a wink. "I'll stick with Victoria" *Victoria giggles* "Do you come here often Aaron?" "Yeh, I just come here to study, helps me calm down when I'm stressed, what about you... Victoria?" "No, I just came here occasionally" I paused and "Will you come with me to my house?" "...um no thank you, the offer was generous but I'll sleep on the bench here" so he's homeless, and came here to study  "Please honey, it would be rude" "um- o-ok if you insist... I mean you don't have to..." Aaron looked ashamed when he said that- so being the Victoria I am I interrupted his sexy voice "Ah, come follow me dear".

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