The next day after the fairy left . We woke up in each other's arms. I felt so embarrassed. Blushes were all over angela's face that she turned red.
Me: ummm, Good morning
Angela: morning
Me : ummm how was your night
Angela: umm fine
Me: that's good
Angela pov
( Blushing) am short of words. It was a good night for me . I woke up dis morning on a warm and hard stuff.
When I opened my eyes I saw juicy six pack abs and a firm chest . It was Jonny . It's surprising for a kid at that age to have such good body structure. Well it isn't that surprising knowing what he has gone through. I couldn't help but drool over his firm body structure. He seems shy too. I wanted to continue to lie in his warm body and not get up but he says that we needed to go and look for food. Then I said like like u took off ur shirt to sleep.
He answered"yeah I do it a lot , any problem"
No I said.
We had bread crumbs with juice, very little juice but we were satisfied.
I told him I wanted to sleep but dis time on his body. He blushed. Then he said just tell me dat u just like my packs and chest. I felt so embarrassed dat I slapped him on his face and blushed. Just right then our fun was cut short. Jonny said run and he took off. I wanted to ask why but he grabbed my hand almost bruising it and ran into the corners of the street. I admit he is very very fast as if he had been running his whole entire life. He also knew the short cuts if the streets. He explained on the way as he was running. He said that those were his adopted parents. I screamed, adopted parents then y r u running, y are u living on the street when u could be enjoying at home. I got furious 😡😡😡. Then he screamed let me explain. They are racist they sold me off to mr smith for me to waste my life in a test experiment that they are not sure it would work. In short they wanted me to die. I felt so bad and I quickly apologized. At that moment I tripped over and fell. I started to wail . He carried me on his back. What a strong man. I never wanted this feeling to end. The feeling of being cared for and carried on the back . That's when i got shot on the back. I and jonny fell. In my dying state I told jonny to run. Hot tears dropped from his eyes that I could feel his pain. Next thing I got carried away by strong arms.
