ANGELS POV
" ANGEL" screamed a man I gave my trust to and for it to shatter like glass I a million pieces. " Get your ass out of that bathroom before I break the hinges off and drag you by your god damn hair!!!" He roared through the door. One thing I learned since I've been in this god forsaking building of torture, was never mess with this man, but being the smart ass, sarcastic, stubborn Italian that I am I could honestly care less.
Opening the door to a red Nick, I just stared with a blank face and said " I'm out and what was the need for me being rushed of my hygiene time"by this time I just had a smirk knowing my comment pissed him off more than he already was knowing I was messing with him.
"Shut the fuck up" with that he back handed me and I landed on the cold tile with my hand over my right red cheek. " don't fucking sass me bitch. Your on in a hour go to your room and get ready" with that he left me..., on the floor..., alone ..., with an opportunity to run. " DONT THINK TO RUN, I GOT YOU A NEW BODY GUARD" he yelled from down the hall. We'll there goes that plan I said to myself. Than I replayed what he said in my head "new bodyguard". This sucks. Even though the last body guard was fun as hell. We'll for me anyways I always pulled stunts on him and always answered back and making fun of him, that's why he was transferred some where else he couldn't stand me no longer. Nick said and I quote " I'm gunna get you a body guard so tough and punishable you will wish you left poor Norman alone". HA as if. And Norman my old short chubby bald bodyguard well can you see why I had fun now.
I picked myself up and proceeded to my room. I don't get why it's called a room it's like a closet with a 1 by 1 window maybe even smaller. I can fit a twin bed and a side dresser and a small old wired tv that has 2 channels the news and the weather. JOY. ' note the sarcasm'. I changed into a light blue sports bra with black spandex and my old crappy black running sneakers. I brushed my long blonde hair and put it into a side French braid and brushed my teeth. By the time I spit the mouth wash out there was a loud knock on the door.
"OPEN UP, ITS TIME, YOUR ON!!!" Yelled a new voice I never heard before.
I opened the door and there stood before me a Greek god himself. Standing a tall 6"5 broad, toned shoulders, tan, dirty blonde hair, and dark blue eyes , almost like a purple even. He looked about 18 or so and stood tall. He looked tensed with his chiseled like jaw clenched, eye brows pulled together, shoulders straight and broad. His voice brought me out of my daze. " I really would wait for you to finish checking me out and all because to be honest I love that lust look in your eyes, but unfortunately we need to go. Your on in 5 minutes and your opponent looks tough.". I watched as his perfectly pink lips move and the words finally sunk in.
Nodding I reply " yeah well since I had a short, old grumpy looking guy as a bodyguard last time, there is a big difference in age, height, and hair so I just needed to re-adjust. But if it makes you feel better or any less awkward I've seen better" I paused "Way better" I smirked and pushed the shocked Greek god aside to walk past him and to the 'Ring'. Even though I totally lied and said I seen better but come on he's not even friggin human with muscles and good looks like that. It's like god hand made him and said lets just put this guy on Earth to mess with Angel hormones, because they are off the roof. Damn he's hot.
"HAHA wow thank you" a voice behind me said. I turn around and see the devil himself. " I never considered myself hot before just sexy but you have other things on your mind" he said with a smirk and wink.
"Where the hell did you come from" I said jumping a foot in the air. Shit. I can't believe I said that out loud and he just so happened to be a few inches away from me. What the hell is that.
" well I've been behind since your little scene back there but you were to busy daydreaming and fantasying about how hot I look to notice" he replied cockily.
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Fighting For Freedom And Love
ActionAngel Huntington was kidnapped at the age of 16. Is the man she once trust to blame? Who she thought she loved? She was trained to fight and survive. With numerous attempts to escape, more than 40 bodyguards that either quit or left with an injury f...