She said a story.
Of the mystery being.
When she fell, he lifted her.
When she jumped, he caught her.
When she was weak, he gave her strength.
Her Guardian Angel.
She was frightened, she could hear her heart beating faster than usual.
'How the hell did she fucking end up in this situation?'
Here she was at knifepoint with her life basically in the hands of two human-looking demons whose intention was written over their faces "to devour her."
"Get your fucking hands off my hair". Elle screamed at Scott, One of the men, but got slapped before the words could drop off her mouth.
"Shut the fuck up". Scott replied laughing wickedly.
"Please let me go". Elle begged with tears in her eyes.
Scott merely mimicked what she said mockingly and he and Pablo continued to laugh as he continues to drag her hair. This time she didn't protest, she knew what might follow if she did. Fear overtook Elle. It became clear this man won't leave her untouched.
'Was she gonna die?'
