Previously on Avenging Angels
Rosaline cries her heart out but is secretly happy she isn't the cause of her mother's death. She gets a surprising guest in her bedroom late at night.
TWENTY-TWO
He whistles lowly when I came out of the room changed into black skinny jeans, topped with a black crop top and a leather jacket to shield myself from the harsh weather.
I rolled my eyes and closed the door as quietly as I could.
"You clean up nice" he smiled.
We then heard a noise coming from Miss Helda's room but we were out of there before we could find out who was there.
I drew my hand from his when we reached the backdoor.
"I can walk on my own"
"Yeah, sure" he rolled his eyes.
"Do you have the key?" I asked as he stood, watching the door.
"Nope"
"Is the door going to open itself then?"
"Nope"
"You're an idiot" I shook my head and stepped forward.
I took out the pin I normally keep in my hair if I ever needed to pick a lock and started picking.
After a few moments of more picking, I heard the click and let out a satisfying grin.
"You owe me an explanation" he said and I rolled my eyes.
I open the door to be met with a harsh, wicked breeze. I drew my jacket closer as my hair flew from the wind.
He stepped out and made sure to lock the door after us.
"So" I started as we walked.
"Do you plan on talking a car from the garage? Because that would make too much noise and I am pretty sur-"
"Ssshh!!" he suddenly whisper.
"Don't Ssshh me. I-" he suddenly grabbed my waist and we both tumble down on the dew grass, with me landing on top of him.
"What-" he uses his free hand to cover my mouth to stop me from talking and uses his head to point towards a direction.
I follow his direction and see Travis standing there, holding a flashlight, checking for any intruders.
He points the flashlight close to where we were and I quickly bury my head in Christian's chest, my heart beating as fast as it ever did.
I look up slightly to see him smirking and I bury myself even deeper to hid the blush in my cheeks although he won't be able to spot it due to the darkness.
After we made sure he was gone, we stood up and I punch his chest.
Hard.
He lets out a soft grunt and I smirk.
"What was that for?" he growls behind me.
"I didn't appreciate that" I whispered.
"What?" he asked.
"Forget it. How are we going to get out of here?" I asked.
"The answer lies behind this fence" he pointed and I raised my brows at him.
"So we are going to climb it over?"
"Don't worry. Just get on my back and-" before he could continue babbling, I jumped over the fence and landed on my feet on the other side.
He then climbed later on but didn't exactly land on his feet but thankfully he didn't land on his face either.
"Were you a robber in your past life or what? How come you are so good at stuff relating to that job?" he questioned as he dusted his hands on his sweatpants from his ungraceful fall.
I turned around and see a very dangerous looking motorcycle parked by the roadside.
"Was that always parked there? Cuz I am damn sure I have never seen that inside the house" I asked but he only shrugged, walking towards the motorcycle.
"That's for me to know, Angel" he threw me a helmet which I caught effortlessly.
"Ready to go on the drive of your life, Rosa?" he smirked.
"As ready as I will ever be" I put on the helmet.
I screamed.
A lot.
Not because I was scared like other 'innocent' girls as the dumbass Chris put it but because I was having the best time of my life.
I loved the way the cool breeze blew my black locks as they swayed in the wind, I loved the way I could scream out my life out and not bother about other people staring, not that I ever cared much about other people thoughts but still.,,
It made me feel refreshed.
It made me free .
I won't admit it out loud but I am really glad I came out with this dork. I don't know how long for how long I could have stayed in that hellhole.
We abruptly stopped and I quickly put my hand on his shoulder to stop me from falling and landing on my ass.
He got down from the bike and took off his helmet and shaked his blonde locks.
"How was the ride? It is okay if you admit you were scared?" he started and I jumped down from the bike.
"Scared? Are you insane? That was like the greatest ride of my life!!!" I exclaimed.
"Really? I know a much better ride" he smirked and I punched his hard stomach after I got his innuendo.
"Shut up"
"Were you seriously not scared? I mean, most girls are always so terrified and never want to get on that monster as they put it?"
"When will you ever learn that I am not like your ordinary girl?" I put my hands on my hips and tilt my head to stare him down.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go, go, go" I grabbed his hand and pulled him down the stairs to go on the beach.
I then took off my shoes and threw them somewhere and ran to the sea, screaming like a five year old child. I jumped here and there splashing water all over my jeans.
I turned around when I didn't see him and waved him over.
"Hey, come on. It's so cool in here" I ran even further and deep my feet in the sea.
"Isn't like very cold?" he asked from behind me and I turned around to give him a look of disbelief.
"Are you serious right now? You brought me to the beach and now you won't get in the water with me? What type of friend are you?" I saw him smirk when I referred to him as a friend and I rolled my eyes.
"Would you stop smirking and get in the water with me?"
"You scardey cat" I took some water and threw at him.
He jumped back in shock and I laugh out loud at his reaction.
"You will pay for that" he took off his shoes and advances towards me, I took the opportunity to run.
He chased me as I ran and screamed and laughed from exhilaration. I know he is running slow on purpose just for the fun of it because he could have caught me effortlessly with those long legs of his.
I turned around to take a glimpse at how close he is and I see that my smile actually mirrors his, I increase my speed a little when I saw him getting closer and kept on screaming and laughing like a maniac.
He finally caught up to me and grabbed my waist. I whirled back with the stupid grin is still plastered on my lips to catch his blue orbs gazing at me.
"If I knew taking you to the beach would make you this happy, I would have done it a long time ago" he smiled and he rest his forehead on mine, catching his breath.
After we were done with the race which I definitely won, we are taking a walk on beach, our shoes still off. Our hands are laced together, I don't really know how or when it happened but I never made a move to let go.
We walked in silence, comfortable and soothing silence. He would glance at me occasionally but I would just pretend I didn't notice it.
"Should we go sit?" he asked.
"Sure"
We moved over to a nearby bench facing the sea.
"Give me a minute" he stood up and went up the stairs. When he came back, he was clutching a blanket on his hands.He draped tge blanket on me and I look up at him in question.
"I figured out you were feeling cold" he murmured and I smiled at his fidgety.
"Tell me"
"What?" he looked over at me.
"You want to say something. Tell me"
"How-?"
"You kept opening then closing your mouth after a second thought and you are fidgeting. The Chris I know never fidgets" I mumbled.
"So what's gat ya all nervous and shit?"
"What made you cry?"
I sit up from the shock his question brings and the blanket falls off my shoulder, making me realize how really cold the weather is. I have the sudden urge to back home now.
I was about to stand and leave when he held me down.
"I heard it. All of it. Your screams and cries of agony, the sudden laughter before you vomited. I was behind the door. I saw you practically crawling to your room and I followed you, I figured you wouldn't love me to see you like that so I called your roommate"
"I didn't leave the lounge till she assured me you were fine and tucked in bed. I went back to my room but I still couldn't sleep, you were in my mind, each time I turned, I saw you everywhere, I just had to see you but I didn't wanted to wake you up. I kept standing by door, contemplating whether to go or not, I couldn't take it anymore so I went and I saw it in your eyes, you weren't asleep. In fact, you didn't sleep at all, did you?"
I looked away from his electrifying blue eyes.
So I was the reason behind his dark circles?
"I just had to see the smile on your face once again, I just had to hear your sarcasm and that witty humour of yours, I couldn't handle the way you were so miserable, so I brought you here and God.... when you smiled that beautiful smile of yours, I felt like the world was in my palm. I couldn't contain my happiness" he held my hands and brought it to his lips.
"Look, I don't know what's going on in your life at the moment but I do know that you will feel much better once you share your problem with somebody else. I want to be that person, please let me" he pleaded but I tore my hands from his grasp.
"And what do you know about sadness? What do you know about pain and agony? About hardships? What? Tell me!" I stood up and towered over him.
"What do you know what it's like to have no parents? What do you know? After all, you were brought up like a prince. You got everything you asked for without having to work for it. You're just a rich spoiled brat. So what do you know?" I yelled, frustrated at myself for letting someone else see me weak.
I am not weak.
I hate sympathy.
"Who told you I grew up in a bed of roses?" he said, voice filled with raw emotions.