Finish the second chapter finally. I'm not dead even if I don't update. It's just I get writer's blocks a lot.
Thank you reviewers! You guys are the reason I finish the chapter.
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"Protect Her"
Chapter 2:
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me,
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The girl walked back and forth inside the small bedroom. A mirror set on top of a long dresser against the wall, a full size bed on the opposite wall, a two nightstands on each side of the bed. The closet door right next to the long dresser, the door to the room in the corner of the side wall. Her room was just a small box with one window peering in on the left side of her bed. She held a book in her hands looking at it then looked back up. Her lips moved but no sound made. Memorizing some importance to the book. She yawned and broke all her concentration as she sat on her bed and leaned against the pillow. She tried to fight sleep but couldn't. She fell asleep.
The greenish eyes of the man who watch from the window looked at her sleeping form for awhile. He then bushed his hand against his shoe then pulled a small object out. He flipped it open with a flick of his wrist. A shine came from the pocket knife. He slid it under the window frame a little and propped it up an inch. He then slid his pocket knife closed and placed it back where it was. The man put his fingertips under the window and pushed it up just enough to get through. He swinged his leg over the edge and ducked his head, bringing his other leg in.
He looked around and walked over to the girl's sleeping form. He took the book gently from her hands and read the cover of a poetry book. He flipped through to the page she was reading and then took a glance at her peaceful face. He placed the book on her night stand, and took a look at the other three books on it. One was a book of Romeo and Juliet; the others were New Moon and a really thick book about a ghost. He then turned to her dresser; the cold tips of his fingers touched the edges of small boxes on her dresser. He took a look in the mirror but did not see himself as he gazed at the picture in the corner of the mirror. A mother holding her child in her arms and a small girl by the side of her mother.
His eyes left the girl's photo as he moved into a larger square than the bedroom. The living room had a sofa facing the wall where a medium size TV was against the wall. A desk with a lamp on it and books piled on top was on the opposite wall from the TV. Two windows looked out to the front yard that had old weeds with some grass; the front door was beside the windows. It was dark not even the porch light was on. He went over to the desk to find a Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry books and more useful and entertaining books. But what caught his attention was three engineering books and high lights of certain parts with papers stuck out of them that had notes written down on them. He picked up the thin book about cars reading the cover carefully and he put the book down for something else caught his attention.
He had heard the soft purr of an engine coming down the street. He looked over to the windows seeing a black slick car rolling very slowly pass the house with no head lights on. The car gained speed when it passed the house; he had pulled up the curtains to get a better look as they pass.
He let the curtain fall as he turned slowly and headed back to her bedroom. Her still sleeping peacefully, he turned off the switch and grabbed the blanket that was at the end of her bed. He quickly placed it on her as she snuggled into it. He looked at the window and then back to her. He walked to the window, and slid out of the window, sliding it closed behind him. He took one last look at the room and head to his home to get fresh clothes.
When the girl woke up in a comfortable position but didn't remember covering herself with her blanket. She stretched her arms out to the side as the sun light hit her face as she sat up. She got up from her bed, and walked over to the bathroom. She locked the bathroom door once she shut it. Taking a warm comfortable shower for fifteen minutes then stepped out wrapping a towel around her body. She left the bathroom to her room and took out the clothes she wanted to wear. She slipped on her poke dotted shirt that was dark blue with baby blue dots all over. Her shorts that she put on went to her knees showing off her creamy white legs. She walked out and into the kitchen to have her cereal. While she ate her breakfast, her visitor came back at that time.
He examined her through the kitchen window unnoticed by neighbors and to her. After his shower, sleep, waking up, and changing clothes he came back to watch her since she was his sign. His interested. Also, he practical does nothing unless his father has something for him to do. He was watching her in navy blue pants with a black hoodie that looked like it had blood dripping from it. She finished her cereal at a calm easy paste as she washed the dishes before she left to get her bag and books.
She walked out the front door and locked the door. She started to walk down the sidewalk to the bus stop and waited for the bus. He followed her a little ways away to not look suspicious. As the bus came, she stepped into it and just before the doors could close he got on and sat near the back while she sat in front. The bus stop three more times until she stood at the fourth stop the bus made. A few others got off as well, while he was the last out, never letting his eyes wander away from her.
The girl headed towards a huge building, he read the name if the building. He realized it was a community college. She went inside with no hesitation, while she was oblivious to the person following her. He stop following after her after she went inside a classroom. He read the label on the door, it was a pre-engineering class. He became curious to what she wants to be. He left to outside so not to run into anybody and waited for her to leave school. He climbed a big oak tree to be well hidden from people but able to see them.
He waited around quite awhile watching people go by. He noted how false people are. How lame people can be. Selfish people, who only look out for themselves to get to the top, back stabbing people who trust them. It's sick and wrong. But how does he know she's not one of them? Bring people in with her false appearance and then in one second she shows her true colors. Would she screw with people feelings just for fun? No, he didn't think that. He can't believe that because there's an aura around her that says innocence; like child innocence. She's the bright white light around yellows and blacks. She seems so pure but you can't judge someone based on appearance.
His eyes flickered over to a guy getting out of a black car. The black car drove off leaving the guy there. He then notice at the same time people started walking out the huge building. She came out soon enough with other students and the guy started to move towards her. To follow her.
He jumped out of the tree after the guy walked past the tree. He watched the guy carefully. The guy maneuvered through the students as the girl had no idea she was being followed. She kept walking getting on to the bus that had arrived. Both pressures followed and got on the bus.
Once the bus stop on her block, she got off with the two followers on her tail. The guy that was following her began to each into his pocket, unaware of a follower behind him, and the guy drew out of his pocket a switch blade.
Before the guy knew what happen, he was slammed into a wall in a alley. The guy turned around fast to see who had done that, but got punch in the face and kneed in the groan. His face was thrown into the cement of the ground as a dangerous voice whispered in his ear.
"Stay away from what is mine or you will die".
He then knocked the guy out cold and took the guy's switch blade. He placed it into his pocket and kicked the guy one last time before he turned around. He left the guy there in the empty alley and followed the girl who will be his.
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