Christopher and I didn't have to walk far because there was a gas
station on the corner at the end of my street. The place was deserted, all
except for the clerk inside the building. It may as well have been
deserted though, because the guy was knocked out, almost literally. He
slept on the counter, his arms hanging over the sides, a trail of drool
came from his mouth and trailed down to a puddle that was forming around
his chin.
"Pay phones. We need to use the pay phones!" I said frantically. Those were the first words either of us had said since we'd left me house. Christopher patiently pointed straight ahead.
"They're right there," he said. I finally made my thoughts stop racing and looked ahead about ten feet to see three pay phones along the wall of the gas station. I smiled and blushed with embarrassment.
"Sorry... I must be blind or something," I stammered, hastily walking to the phones.
"Who are you planning on calling?" He asked curiously. I pulled a business card out of my pocket and showed it to him. He slowly read it over.
"Cordelia Chase?" He asked. I shrugged.
"I don't know. I met a guy and I woke up this morning and his card was on my nightstand. I just took it because he seemed friendly and I figured I would be able to trust him. Too bad I don't know his name..."
"His name is Angel. Every vampire knows who Angelus is," Christopher said. "For a long time, he was one of the most feared vampires in the world. No creature dared to cross his path. Then he killed a gypsy, her people got their revenge by giving him his soul back, and he got soft. He moved to the United States and slowly made his way to California. I think he followed the slayer to Sunnydale and no one really knows what happened there. He came back here though and now he's the good guy killing all the bad guys."
"I thought Angel was a girl. I figured that he hadn't bothered to give me his name. Oh well. I'm calling him," I said as I picked up the phone and put in thirty-five cents. I then dialed the number.
It rang six times before somebody finally picked up. The voice was female and sounded very tired.
"Angel Inc., how may I help you?" It asked.
"Cordelia?" I asked, hoping I was correct. She snickered.
"No, this isn't Cordelia. She's not in right now, but I can take a message if you'd like," She said. She sounded very friendly.
"Um... No, that's okay. Can I speak to Angel then?" I asked.
"Sure... If you don't mind waiting, I can go and find him. I know he's somewhere around here. This may take a while," She replied, patiently awaiting my answer.
"That's fine. I'm really NOT going anywhere for a while," I said. She then put the phone down and walked away, the click of her high heels slowly fading into nothingness.
"So you're on hold?" Christopher asked. I turned to look at him and smiled softly.
"Sort of, but not really. I'm waiting, but she didn't put me on hold," I answered. For the first time all night, I began to study him.
Christopher was very handsome. He had these dark eyes that made my stomach fill with butterflies every time I looked into them. Evan didn't have dark eyes, but his heart was beautiful and his eyes had the same affect on me, although I would have preferred them darker. But blue was fine.
Getting back to Christopher. He had the body of a God. It was toned and just perfect. He wasn't too muscular, like a bodybuilder, but he wasn't scrawny either. I wanted his body in so many ways. Of course, I wasn't sure why I was having that feeling because I was still a virgin and I didn't know what that was like. It was the first time I'd ever wanted someone in that way. He had major sex appeal, that I had to admit.
"Is there something on my face?" Christopher asked, smiling. When he said that, I realized I'd been staring at his face for quite a while. I could feel my cheeks getting hot from embarrassment again.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," I apologized. He laughed at me and I looked at him funny.
"Hello?" A male voice called into the receiver. I hesitated before speaking because the voice didn't sound familiar.
"Hello?" He called again. "This is Angel."
"Hi... Sorry. Um... You sound so different on the phone. This is Rayne. I-uh-you gave me your card and told me to call whenever-whenever I needed something," I stammered. He grunted.
"Yeah, I remember. Well then Miss Rayne, what is it that you need?" He asked nicely.
"You said to watch out. I tried. I tried really hard. But it's not that easy. My dad's girlfriend, she was a monster or something. She turned into this evil plant thing. Her blood was green. But-she killed him. She killed my daddy and-" Christopher covered my mouth and shook his head.
"Don't tell him about Cyrus," He whispered.
"And what, Rayne?" Angel asked.
"Nothing. But now I have nowhere to stay. I was hoping you would let me go there. I'll try to bother you as little as possible. I'll have school to deal with. And I'll get a job to support myself. All I need is just somewhere to stay because I have no parents," I pleaded, my eyes beginning to fill with tears again.
"Oh Rayne! That's fine! You can stay with me and there's no reason to get a job. I'll take care of you as long as you need me to. When are you planning on coming?" Angel accepted this idea immediately. He sounded somewhat excited as well.
"I was sort of hoping that maybe you'd be able to pick me up where I am. And, I have a fri-" Christopher again covered my mouth.
"You have a what? You have a friend with you? Then she can come for a bit or even the night," Angel said.
"No, it's not a girl," I said to Angel. "I'm telling him. I think he needs to know and he's not going to do anything! I'll make sure, okay?" I said to Christopher.
"It's a guy?" Angel asked, concerned now.
"His name is Christopher. He's not of the living," I said. Christopher looked at me angrily. "I can't lie to him!" I cried.
"Christopher-A demon?" He asked.
"No, a vampire," I replied.
"A WHAT? Rayne! He's not coming here! I don't think that's a good idea. If we're thinking of the same vampire, no! I'm going to get you now! Don't go anywhere!" Angel hung up the phone. Then I hung up, confused.
"What was that? Why doesn't he like you?" I asked curiously.
"He's going to kill me! I'll see you again, Rayne. But I have to leave now!" He kissed my cheeks and ran into the darkness.
Confused and alone, I sat on the curb and waited for Angel. It was very warm outside, but still I shivered. It was probably the fear and confusion. And the pain. My heart was crying, I was now afraid of the night and what was in the dark, and I didn't know what to make of anything.
I saw a silver car with tinted windows coming toward the station. For some reason I knew it was Angel. I stood up and picked up my belongings. The car pulled into the parking lot and Angel quickly jumped out of the driver's side.
"Where is he?" Angel asked angrily.
"He's gone. He ran. Don't worry about him, Angel. He's fine, I promise! He never once tried to hurt me! He came with a-never mind," I said, putting my things in the back seat as he indicated.
"I'll catch the bastard some other time. Right now it's time to worry about you," Angel said, smiling as we both got into the front seats.
"Yeah. This is my fresh, new beginning. I'm starting over. Everything has changed and I have no ground to stand, but I'm okay. Everything is going to be fine," I said.
"Yes. This is a wonderful beginning to a wonderful new life. You'll be happy, I promise," Angel said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
We drove into the city. I don't remember much because I was asleep. I woke up once when he was carrying me up a flight of stairs. This was my new beginning.
"Pay phones. We need to use the pay phones!" I said frantically. Those were the first words either of us had said since we'd left me house. Christopher patiently pointed straight ahead.
"They're right there," he said. I finally made my thoughts stop racing and looked ahead about ten feet to see three pay phones along the wall of the gas station. I smiled and blushed with embarrassment.
"Sorry... I must be blind or something," I stammered, hastily walking to the phones.
"Who are you planning on calling?" He asked curiously. I pulled a business card out of my pocket and showed it to him. He slowly read it over.
"Cordelia Chase?" He asked. I shrugged.
"I don't know. I met a guy and I woke up this morning and his card was on my nightstand. I just took it because he seemed friendly and I figured I would be able to trust him. Too bad I don't know his name..."
"His name is Angel. Every vampire knows who Angelus is," Christopher said. "For a long time, he was one of the most feared vampires in the world. No creature dared to cross his path. Then he killed a gypsy, her people got their revenge by giving him his soul back, and he got soft. He moved to the United States and slowly made his way to California. I think he followed the slayer to Sunnydale and no one really knows what happened there. He came back here though and now he's the good guy killing all the bad guys."
"I thought Angel was a girl. I figured that he hadn't bothered to give me his name. Oh well. I'm calling him," I said as I picked up the phone and put in thirty-five cents. I then dialed the number.
It rang six times before somebody finally picked up. The voice was female and sounded very tired.
"Angel Inc., how may I help you?" It asked.
"Cordelia?" I asked, hoping I was correct. She snickered.
"No, this isn't Cordelia. She's not in right now, but I can take a message if you'd like," She said. She sounded very friendly.
"Um... No, that's okay. Can I speak to Angel then?" I asked.
"Sure... If you don't mind waiting, I can go and find him. I know he's somewhere around here. This may take a while," She replied, patiently awaiting my answer.
"That's fine. I'm really NOT going anywhere for a while," I said. She then put the phone down and walked away, the click of her high heels slowly fading into nothingness.
"So you're on hold?" Christopher asked. I turned to look at him and smiled softly.
"Sort of, but not really. I'm waiting, but she didn't put me on hold," I answered. For the first time all night, I began to study him.
Christopher was very handsome. He had these dark eyes that made my stomach fill with butterflies every time I looked into them. Evan didn't have dark eyes, but his heart was beautiful and his eyes had the same affect on me, although I would have preferred them darker. But blue was fine.
Getting back to Christopher. He had the body of a God. It was toned and just perfect. He wasn't too muscular, like a bodybuilder, but he wasn't scrawny either. I wanted his body in so many ways. Of course, I wasn't sure why I was having that feeling because I was still a virgin and I didn't know what that was like. It was the first time I'd ever wanted someone in that way. He had major sex appeal, that I had to admit.
"Is there something on my face?" Christopher asked, smiling. When he said that, I realized I'd been staring at his face for quite a while. I could feel my cheeks getting hot from embarrassment again.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," I apologized. He laughed at me and I looked at him funny.
"Hello?" A male voice called into the receiver. I hesitated before speaking because the voice didn't sound familiar.
"Hello?" He called again. "This is Angel."
"Hi... Sorry. Um... You sound so different on the phone. This is Rayne. I-uh-you gave me your card and told me to call whenever-whenever I needed something," I stammered. He grunted.
"Yeah, I remember. Well then Miss Rayne, what is it that you need?" He asked nicely.
"You said to watch out. I tried. I tried really hard. But it's not that easy. My dad's girlfriend, she was a monster or something. She turned into this evil plant thing. Her blood was green. But-she killed him. She killed my daddy and-" Christopher covered my mouth and shook his head.
"Don't tell him about Cyrus," He whispered.
"And what, Rayne?" Angel asked.
"Nothing. But now I have nowhere to stay. I was hoping you would let me go there. I'll try to bother you as little as possible. I'll have school to deal with. And I'll get a job to support myself. All I need is just somewhere to stay because I have no parents," I pleaded, my eyes beginning to fill with tears again.
"Oh Rayne! That's fine! You can stay with me and there's no reason to get a job. I'll take care of you as long as you need me to. When are you planning on coming?" Angel accepted this idea immediately. He sounded somewhat excited as well.
"I was sort of hoping that maybe you'd be able to pick me up where I am. And, I have a fri-" Christopher again covered my mouth.
"You have a what? You have a friend with you? Then she can come for a bit or even the night," Angel said.
"No, it's not a girl," I said to Angel. "I'm telling him. I think he needs to know and he's not going to do anything! I'll make sure, okay?" I said to Christopher.
"It's a guy?" Angel asked, concerned now.
"His name is Christopher. He's not of the living," I said. Christopher looked at me angrily. "I can't lie to him!" I cried.
"Christopher-A demon?" He asked.
"No, a vampire," I replied.
"A WHAT? Rayne! He's not coming here! I don't think that's a good idea. If we're thinking of the same vampire, no! I'm going to get you now! Don't go anywhere!" Angel hung up the phone. Then I hung up, confused.
"What was that? Why doesn't he like you?" I asked curiously.
"He's going to kill me! I'll see you again, Rayne. But I have to leave now!" He kissed my cheeks and ran into the darkness.
Confused and alone, I sat on the curb and waited for Angel. It was very warm outside, but still I shivered. It was probably the fear and confusion. And the pain. My heart was crying, I was now afraid of the night and what was in the dark, and I didn't know what to make of anything.
I saw a silver car with tinted windows coming toward the station. For some reason I knew it was Angel. I stood up and picked up my belongings. The car pulled into the parking lot and Angel quickly jumped out of the driver's side.
"Where is he?" Angel asked angrily.
"He's gone. He ran. Don't worry about him, Angel. He's fine, I promise! He never once tried to hurt me! He came with a-never mind," I said, putting my things in the back seat as he indicated.
"I'll catch the bastard some other time. Right now it's time to worry about you," Angel said, smiling as we both got into the front seats.
"Yeah. This is my fresh, new beginning. I'm starting over. Everything has changed and I have no ground to stand, but I'm okay. Everything is going to be fine," I said.
"Yes. This is a wonderful beginning to a wonderful new life. You'll be happy, I promise," Angel said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
We drove into the city. I don't remember much because I was asleep. I woke up once when he was carrying me up a flight of stairs. This was my new beginning.