Prolouge:
Panting was all that Ella could hear. She had just run from her father who was out to destroy her life once again. Ella was hidding behind a garbage can. She heard the clicking of shoes and stayed as silent as she could. Trying to make herself smaller, she brought her knee's to her chest.
"Hello?" said someone near her. She stayed quiet. The person moved things around. She heard his footsteps coming closer. As soon as she saw his foot, she ran. The man ran after her and caught her, grabbing her wrist.
"Stay away from me!" she tried to escape his grasp but he was to strong for her. "I said stay away!" she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled her pocket knife, flashing the sharp blade. He instantly let go and backed away. The grey skies and his hat hid his face. She came closer to him.
"Now how about we just talk what you were doing back there?" said the man. He tried to move the knife away from his neck.
"Running away from you obviously!" she pointed to the knife back to him putting it closer to his neck. "How much did my 'father' pay you to capture me and make my life miserable?"
"What are you talking about? I just saw you running through the streets and you left a huge mess back there. I just wanted to see why?"
"Why do you care?" she lowered the knife from his neck but still didn't put the blade away.
"You looked scared, I thought..." he sighed."I don't have a very good explaination. At least accept my appology and let me buy you lunch for what I have done." The sky began to cry.
"Show your face." He removed his hat and suddenly he became a kind person in her mind. He wasn't anything that she imagined. Nothing that her father would hire to make her miserable.
"My name is Ella" she held out her hand.
"My name is Mark." he took her hand and shook it. She put the blade away and put it back in her pocket. "Do you want Chinese?" she couldn't remember the last real meal she had.
"Of course," she replied.
As time went on they became friends. He protected her from the people that would come for her. She practicly had her own room. Mark was happy she was happy. One thing went wrong in their relationship,
She fell in love
