CHAPTER 3
It was all my fault that he'd lost his soul. All he ever did was love me, but then…BAM! It was gone. He's been an evil phsyco maniac ever since. Nice relationship huh? And he is always trying to kill me, for 'making him feel human' as he puts it.
I sated at him. He was still as handsome as ever. He had this look that said I'm sexy and deadly…how do you like me now? But that wasn't what I was worried about now. Now I just wanted to make it out alive.
How the hell did he find me?
He spoke first, "Hello lover. Not feeling to perky today are we?" his voice was low.
Velvet thunder.
Deadly.
I think that deep. Deep. Deep down, I still loved him. But what can I say, hating him gets easier every time he tries to kill me.
"Angel." I acknowledged with a nod of my head. I didn't even bother to ask why he was here. Duh. I was still breathing. And that on Angel's to-do list was at the top of things to fix.
"I just had to see you….Or just finish what I started." He was walking slowly towards me, but I remained rooted on the spot. He circled behind me, then stopped . I could feel his breath on my neck. Move Bella! I told myself. But my feet didn't listen, they often never do.
"Get away from me." My voice was deadly calm. I sensed him reaching for my neck; I spun around and my fist connected with his jaw. He grunted in surprise, but only stumbled back a little. Adrenaline surged through me as I jumped back, ready for the fight, waiting for him to attack.
Which he did. I rolled away from him and high kicked him in the back. OW! Damn. That hurt. But not as much as it did to Angel. He turned abruptly and caught my foot in mid-air and flipped me onto my back. Just as he leaped, I scrunched up my knees to my chest and brought my feet up. His chest connected with my feet as he landed and I threw him over my head into the sand. He landed about twenty feet away from me. We both got to our feet with inhuman speed, but I got up faster. I ran over to him, and kicked him in face. His head snapped back but he came back with surprising speed that I wasn't ready for. The ground rose away as I was roughly picked up.
I had forgotten about the trees.
They lined the edge of the beach. Suddenly I was thrown into one of them. My back hit the solid trunk with a sickening smack, and I fell to the ground. Angel attacked again, throwing himself at me. Thank god for the reflexes that came with being a slayer I moved out of the way. He landed at the base of the trunk and hit his head, not hard enough apparently because he started to get up. I was already on my feet, my back screaming at me in agony. I drew out my knife that was in my boot and raised my arm.
He stood there. His eyes holding mine. Our breathing was both rough and ragged. Hair dripping wet in our faces.
"You can't do it. You can't kill me." He stated. I lowered my arm. Then gave him a rough kick to his groin. A groan escaped as he fell to his knees, gasping in pain.
"Give me time." I said as I walked away.