Continuing Story

When In LA

The Guys POV

Chpt 1

I watched as she practically ran out of the apartment building. The door slowly closing behind her. She walked down the street and stopped for a hotdog. I pushed the door open and walk towards her. Staying She quickly paid for her hotdog and ran towards her office building. She had just moved here and may I say she was late a lot. I passed the building she had entered just moments ago and typed the address into my phone. I clicked save and picked up my pace towards the sub station.

I climbed into the sub car and wagged the wall zoom by. My phone beeped. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID. It was Tim, I opened the text message whispered it out loud. "You don't have to worry, I'll kept check on her." I hit reply and answered quickly. 'okay, I'll get back as soon as possible.' I slid my phone back into my pocket and laid my head against the back of the seat. I sighed. This was going to suck. My mom never liked that I never married or that I was on probation but whatever. No matter what I did she never approved. Eventually I just stopped trying. A voice Sounded over the intercom bringing me back to reality.

"I'm sorry, but we are delayed about ten minutes."

He hung up the microphone. I laid my head back down. My phone beeped again. 'she just left the building, I bet it was an interview. Do you want me to keep check on her still?' I slip my phone open and replied. 'Yes, text me her every move. Don't let her out of your sight.' Again I slid my phone into my pocket.

The Next Day

I stepped out of the subway station and onto the familiar streets of LA. I waited for the lights to change. I crossed the street and went over to the news paper stand. I gave my money to the guy behind the stand and waited for my change. I looked over and that's when I saw her. She was laying on the ground inside the alleyway. I started to walk over to her when an arm grabbed me. I turned and saw Tim.

"Oh Heey dude. You never texted me back." I said turning back towards her.

"Yea, sorry about that, I did keep a record though. She last went up to her apartment last night. It was late though, I was surprised." he said looking at the ground. I turned around to leave again when his voice brought me back. "Why did you want me to do that anyway?" he said, he look really uneasy but after a minute he looked serious.

"Why do you care why? You owe me remember?" I said trying to avoid the question. He nodded obviously remembering the horrible night. He got drunk and got pulled over. I bailed him out. Now he owes me. I smiled and walked towards her again. I herd him walk away behind me. I finally reached her.

"Hello... Can you hear me miss?" I asked. She just laid there. I was starting to wonder if she was dead but then she opened her eyes slowly. She looked up at me and I tried to look worried. She tried to sit up but failed and fell back down onto the cement ground. I decided to sit down next her. I sat her up against the wall that was behind her. "Are you alright?" I asked. She opened her mouth to speak but no sound came out. She quickly shut her mouth and nodded her head. I smiled. "Why are you out here all by yourself in a place like this?" she started to look around. I was starting to wonder if she was going to respond when she shrugged. She stood up. "You don't seem to know much do you?" I smiled at her standing myself up. My mind was starting to wander. She still had the interview cloths she had worn yesterday. I noticed she looked a little uneven. I stepped back and raised my hands in surrender. "Hey... I'm not going to hurt you." I backed up some more giving her her space.

"I..I'm not afraid of you." She stuttered. I slowly lowered my hands and took a deep breath. "Okay I'm sorry but I have to know, why are you out here dressed like that?" she looked down at herself. She smiled down at herself. "I had an interview." Her smiled slowly changed into a frown. "What happened why are you out here then?" I put hand on her shoulder, she looked up at me with surprise well in her eyes. She shook me off, looking again a little scared. She stepped back and hit the wall behind her. I approcted her slowly, seeing my chance. She shifted a little and I put my hand out to stop her from running. She started to run the other way. I reached out and grabbed her by the waist. "I thought I told you I wasn't going to hurt you?" I whispered in her ear. She stepped back and could hear myself take in a short breath as her body hit mine. My mind was going crazy. I loosened my grip a little and regretted it. She broke free of my grasp and was running towards the road. I walked out the alleyway. I turned slowly and saw her cowering against a trash bin. "You thought you'd won, Didn't you? I'm really not going to hurt you. I'm going to help you." I reached down to help her up when she kicked me. It hit my side and I swear I felt my ribs break. I fell down on the concrete and gasped at the pain in my side. I held my side in my hands. She kicked me again. This time it hit my hands that were covering my now broken ribs. I rolled over. I could nearly see Tim running towards me. She saw Tim and ran back towards the other side of the road.