A/N: Welcome my precious darlings, please have a wonderful time reading this story !
Okay so I'm about five foot nine and also a football player; captain to be exact, but even I felt the urge to scream like a girl when a giant ,over six foot tall I presume, tackled me in my own back yard... in the middle of the night. Yes this doesn't sound like a very believable story, and yet you have to believe me because I need all the help I can get right now.
Friday.
I was in the middle of one of my biology books when I heard strange noises coming from my back yard. No I do not have super hearing; my window was wide open. And yes, THE captain of the football team is studying on a Friday night. Believe me or not I actually was, but that is beside the point. Still in my curious stage of life I went to explore, I grabbed my baseball bat before stepping out of my room, just for insurance of course.
Creeping about the silent house made me agitated and the darkness didn't help at all, but IF someone was in my back yard I didn't want to scare them off before I saw who it was. I looked out my kitchen window but saw nothing, well maybe I saw something move in the shadows, but that's what everyone sees when they're in the same situation as this one. I quickly opened the door and ran out, I also managed to shout out "Who the fuck is out there?" while swinging my bat ferociously. And that is when it happened, a giant figure just ran into me, forcing me to fall backwards.
"Shut up or they'll know I'm here" The figure whispered into my ear. Male.
"Mnmnmnhhnmnm" I tried mumbling against the cold hand that was pressed against my lips.
"Shut the fuck up or I'll break your neck." Seemed fair enough, I stopped mumbling and froze. The fuck I did! I started struggling more and somehow I managed to push him off of me and I sprinted towards my kitchen door. I wasn't about to mess with some dude who could be a serial killer for all I know. Before I could reach the door a leg popped up in front of me and I smashed against the floor...concrete floor. "Do you have a death wish?" The voice whispered again before sitting on me. This is it; I accept the fact that I'm going to die.
A few minutes of silence passed and I could hear running footsteps on the other side of the fence come to a halt.
"I think he went this way" A male's old voice called.
"No I saw him run that way, I'm going to fucking kill him" Said another voice. A voice I could clearly recognise because he, he was Orihime's father.
"I'm sure that son of a bitch went this way" A third voice called.
This could be my chance. Maybe they were looking for him? Even if they weren't I'm sure they'd help me, especially Orihime's father, that dude loves me; not literally, but I am his daughter's boyfriend and have been for the past three years. If I could only get this hand away from my mouth that was once again glued to it, I could shout or even scream, anything to get their attention.
I swear I did everything humanly possible. Licking, biting and yet ne still wouldn't let go. I mean c'mon I think I actually made his hand bleed! It was mission impossible.
"Knock it off" His voice burned through my ears into my brain. I swear I've heard that before.
Knock it off...
Knock it off...
Grimmjow. I've heard him say that a lot of times in class before.
That's right. It has to be him, the outcast of the class. Of the whole town actually; but why the hell was he running from them? If that's what he's doing.
"Gmimmoww" I mumbled against the steel paw and bright blue eyes turned to face me. Yup, that was definitely him.
"Be quiet." He sighed, "Please".
I was shocked. Okay, I was even MORE shocked now that he said please. I mean c'mon it's not every day you get attacked in your own back yard by who turns out to be a classmate, who is probably running away from a fucking mob for God knows what.
A few minutes after the voices disappeared off into the distance Grimmjow got up off of me.
"Sorry about that." He mumbled and stalked towards the fence.
"Hey!" I shouted and stood up. He turned around and looked at me with a puzzled look.
"Look, if you want to beat me up or something you can do it another day. I gotta get out of here before they come back." He started to walk off again.
"What the hell? You don't just attack someone in their back yard and then walk off like it was nothing asshole!" I shouted.
"Keep your voice down please." He whispered as he tried climbing over the fence. "Damn this thing was easier to get over before." He paused for a second, "OH yeah! My hand wasn't bleeding before, asshole."
"Why are you hiding from them?" It just spilled out. Word vomit.
"Because..." He finally jumped over the fence.
I froze when I heard the rest of the explanation.
"They think I killed Orihime."
To be continued.