will you make me your's?

I shouldn't have searched

What was happening to me back there though, I liked his embrace and his voice and thought he was sexy despite him killing someone infront of me. He did help me out of a panic attack and let me go though.

I just decide he is a good man who was just driven into killing another man by circumstances. I didn’t want the image of my hero tainted.

No one has ever been there for me like that when I was hurt and when I was crying on the roof at night and even when I had panic attacks like that I was always on my own. But he had held me till he made sure I was okay, he held me and soothed me out of the panic attack, made sure I was breathing properly before he let me go so yes he was a hero to me and that's the side of him I choose to see.

Thank you beautiful stranger I say to him even though he isn't here. He may have healed more than he thought but that didn't mean he wasn't a little scary still I just couldn't shake what I had seen him do.

I just let that be and put it in the back side of my head I will get to think about it more later hopefully. I walk down the cobble stone path smiling from ear to ear occasionally jumping and kicking at stones enjoying the picture in my head of my hero.

It was implanted anyway, there was no way I could get rid of it of his sexy face and lethal eyes a deadly combination, not that I wanted to anyway. I just kept the image of him that makes me shudder in fear away and I instead thought about the black deep eyes that seemed to go on forever the way they held a deep unreadable emotion and his jaw well defined on his symmetrical face.

My train of thought was abruptly and rudely interrupted by the sharp pain through my cheeks God that hurt.

I was fuming ready to unveil my anger on whoever did this and I was about to lift my hands ready to strike when I looked up and saw the eyes of my mother and immediately froze all the anger seeping out of me and replaced by fear of what I was about to do.

I had stumbled infront of a pub and mother was right infront of me towering over me as I was shorter fuming for a reason I didn't know yet.

A man is standing behind her eyes me with lustful eyes that made me feel disgusted. I don't like him. I must have stumbled upon them making out which will explain why she was so mad.

I did not mind her having a boyfriend but I think she felt embarrassed I stumbled upon her if only she knew that I was too in my head thinking about a handsome boy, that I didn't even notice that she was right infront of me untill she slapped me.

Wait I prefer that she doesn't know especially the fact that I liked the guy even though he killed someone and in cold blood right infront of me.

She in one of the many places we had lived in hit my friend with an empty bottle of alcohol in his head the bottle snapping on is head in the process and he got hurt and badly at that as he was escorting me back home from school.

A scar marked his face just because she thought he was my boyfriend. As expected he never talked to me again after that he always seemed to hide from me and avoid me. I did understand him though.

I doubt she would be able to do anything to my new hero though he wouldn't let her I was sure of it his demeanor and muscles would scare her and she won't even be able to do anything either way.

" Get back in the car what time do you think it is with you roaming around and you have no pants on what do you think you are doing you w***e?" She said and what is that there is a tinge I

of jealousy from her. I guess because of the way the man she was with was eyeing me. I don't even like him I am offended she thinks I am.

"Sorry mum," I said with my head bowed and a pang of guilt in my throat because I did see that I had no pants on but overlooked it despite being in a completely new place. But I had come across no harm at least well except the fact that I just witnessed someone get murdered and the fact that her man was eyeing me.

It was a pity really compared to my mother, she was prettier and had developed in all the right places. Clear skin and a curvy body with a golden hair with a glossy shine to it.

I on the other hand had nothing with black mate hair, an acne prone skin pale with freckles and a frail figure. The complete opposite.