Maxwell first encounter with Trisha
{Trisha}
"Thanks for saving me, If not for your interference, only God knows what they would have done to me." He looks so calm and sweet, he wasn't even interested in my thanks nor praises, I don't know who he is, but I think he is an angel sent to my life.
"It's nothing, I could do that for anyone, and I also hate to see someone in trouble." He spoke freely but seems like he didn't want to really get into any conversation but I really wanted to talk cause the silence was killing me.
"Can I ask why you saved me? like I mean not everyone will do that, and also you look like you don't care, but you do?" I tried to figure out what he was going to say and still had this urge to ask him what he did to the r****t but I felt my question were getting too much.
{Maxwell}
"I would have done the same to anyone who needed help. Well, my mother died when I was still young.She died right in front of me, I was so helpless so I couldn't save her, so I learnt martial arts. when I got to the age of 16, I was already done with my martial art training, I decided to fight for what I feel is right, and vowed never to see anyone in danger ever again. Hope that answers your question."
" Yeah sorry if am bothering you". I guessed I have really asked alot, I should let him be for a while though I really wanted to keep talking cause I haven't done that in a while at least with someone like him. I continued to speak to myself in my head as he walked me home that I forgot to watch my steps.
"Ouch!!," I twisted my ankle and lost balance, before i knew what was happening he caught me and held me firmly. I could hear hear my heart beat like never before while I stared into his eyes. He pulled me up and held me close to himself. I have never been this close to a guy for a long time. His hand on my back for support made my bones weak, I felt cold shivers down my spine.
"Humans are more complicated than I thought".
"Wait......what do you mean". I didn't understand what he said. Did he say humans, was that a mistake or has he experienced something like this?"
"Sorry I meant......you are ...... never mind." Seeing her like that just gave me the impression of everyone being like that."You twisted your ankle?"
"Yeah, I think so". My ankle hurts but it didn't seem to matter at all, all my attention was directed to him.
"Guess I have to carry you so we can get to your place fast enough before something else happens and ........so I can head out fast. But I can't leave you like this, so ....."
I didn't even know what to say, he immediately pulled me and carried me on his back like I wasn't weighing anything. I wrapped my arms around his neck, I could feel his chest, how broad it was and well built. His smell was attractive, everything about him just seems perfect.
" What were you doing out this late?". A lady shouldn't be on the street especially by this time, so what was she up to smelling like Alcohol or something.
"....uhmmm, I had to clean up after work and that took alot of time I guess" . I can't tell him what exactly happened that will be embarrassing. I need to change the topic before he asks me any other question I will feel weird to answer.
" What did you do to the man, I mean the criminal". I remembered clearly that I couldn't hear or feel the criminals presence after I heard him scream loudly. Did he tie him somewhere, was he unconscious, I was just curious to know, I mean figure out what he did and hiw he did it to rescue me.
" Why do you suddenly ask". I cared less about such a person (criminal), I didn't even check where he landed after I flinged him with my piercing, sharp teeths. What if he tells someone what he saw. I need to find him. He mustn't remember what happened.
"I just wanted to know if it was necessary to still call the police to report the case". It feels like something was going on in his mind but I decided not to ask. He shouldn't tell me everything just like I can't tell him why I was out late.
" I see no need to report the case, your fine, the criminal has learnt his lesson.......all good. And ....uhnn aren't we close to your house, do you live this far from work." I need to drop her home as fast as possible, I really need to get to that man before anyone does.
" ....ohhh sorry, it's the white house over there, the one with the steps." I didn't want to even get to my house anymore, I felt like stay on his back for as long as possible. Finally, we arrive at my house, he took me in and placed me on the couch. I knew he wanted to leave immediately so I offered to serve him drink, coffee or anything. I actually wanted to talk more with him, it has been a long time I willingly wanted to start a conversation most especially with the opposite s*x.
" Am sorry I have to get going. Always remember to leave for home early.... okay". I left without looking back, I ran slowly to avoid suspicion so as to get to the same spot of the incident where I flinged him without remorse.
"..... wait, I didn't ask his name". I wish to see him again. I don't think I will be able to go to work tomorrow or even sleep this night. Several questions are popping in my head.......assssh. What about that guy, he didn't seem okay when I talked about it.... Did he do anything bad to him, like kill him....... Ohhh my God, what am I thinking, now my temperature is burning up........ahhhh.