In The Rain

Chapter one: A new friend

Summary: Vaughn was abandoned when he was young. In a random act of kindness, he takes in a homeless girl who is devastated by the loss of her family and constantly cornered by men. Will Vaughn succumb to his desires, or will he save her from her mental abyss?

Vaughn looked outside the stable window. As his job, he takes care of animals before they are shipped away to reputable farmers for money. After having pet, groomed, and washed the shoes of the horse, Vaughn decided to rest on a prickly stack of hay. His jeans, which were black with a silver belt that had a horseshoe in the center, could feel the hay through the jeans slightly as he sat down. He took his stiletto off his head to stare at the sky more closely, his silver hair gleaming a bit from his hat being off. His eyes, which were a misty amethyst color, stared up at the ominous gray sky. He could tell it was going to rain, so he stood up from the haystack and walked along the road to his work office. He walked in, surprised to see his boss there.

"Hello, Vaughn." The boss responded, noticing Vaughn coming into the room.

Vaughn grunted, and he told his boss he was finished, so he was leaving.

"Thanks Vaughn. See ya tomorrow" replied his happy boss.

Vaughn left without another word, keeping the cold stare that he had mastered over the years available. He never ran into trouble in the city, even though he lived in a bad part of town. His cowboy boots carried him slowly to his house, but he was looking down and a girl bumped into him, knocking her down. He glared at her, annoyed a bit.

She had dark brown hair, with dark blue eyes that looked like the sea at night. She was shivering, since fall was almost ending. Her only attire consisted of a yellow shirt, which contained many tears and sewing mistakes when she tried to fix it. Her shorts were a similar story, being torn every way and her failed attempts at stitching. She had no shoes, only feet that could only be guessed at how dirty they were. She looked like a complete mess, and Vaughn couldn't find it anymore annoying then to run into a homeless looked to see who she ran into, she caught his painful glare and she helped herself up, her ribs now visible ever so slightly never her shirt.

"I'm sorry about running into you, sir." she smiled grimly at Vaughn, not out of dislike but because she was tired. Vaughn noticed her ribs and he grunted and mumbled softly.

"Don't do it again" he cautioned. She took the hint, and started to leave, but she pulled a candy bar from her short pocket and gave to Vaughn. He was staring at her now, wondering what she was doing.

"I know I stole it this morning for food," her head hung down, ashamed her crime, "But please take it as a apology...please."

Vaughn looked at her closely, and then said "Fine." Before he knew it, she was gone. What a weird girl, Vaughn thought.

Chelsea, while trying to run away from men who wanted a play toy, she ran into a silver haired man. Not realizing what she had run into, he was strong enough that he was still standing and she on the ground. She looked up at him and was caught by his death glare. She knew it was her fault, so she helped herself up. She looked back at him.

"I'm sorry I bumped into you, sir" she smiled grimly, to try and show that she was okay. He was glancing over at her.

"Don't do it again." he stared intensely. She couldn't help but feel sorry that she had annoyed him, so she took the candy she had stolen earlier and put it in his hands. It was a Willy Wonka chocolate bar, her favorite chocolate bar, was supposed to be her dinner. She felt sorry, though, and put it in his hands. He gave her a pondering glare, as though he was surprised and wasn't sure what to do.

"I...I stole it this morning for food," looking down as she said it, "but take it as an apology for bumping into you...please."

She walked away as he continued to stare at the chocolate bar, thinking that she heard him say "fine."

She found an alley and stayed there for while, watching him leave. She followed him, but cautiously so he wouldn't see her. She hoped that where he lived provided shelter for the rain as it began to fall. She hoped for shelter, and nothing more.