Chapter 7

Others laughed in agreement. The man laughed along with them and then moved his gaze towards me and then he smashed his lips on mine. I felt bile rising up my throat. The other man came and started dragging me so that I was held tightly against the wall. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed.

When I tried to fight back and struggle, one of them punched me in the stomach. I coughed off blood and cried in pain. One of them kicked me and I fell on the ground. It felt like the end of my life, the pain was too much to handle.

The man who had kissed me earlier stood in front of me with a knife. My eyes widened. I'm over now. I just stared at the shining weapon in his hands.

"My. My, it's such a shame that a pretty little girl is lying on the ground covered in cuts and bruises." He shook his head as if he found my condition funny. "Now where is your dear savior? Isn't he going to come to save his girl?" He laughed wickedly, his eyes full of hatred.

He took my hands in one of his and then started tearing my dress with the knife, making sure that the knife was piercing my skin. I cried loudly in pain.

There was a big noise of a gunshot which made him still, the knife still inside my skin, the blood still oozing out from the cut. And within seconds one of them fell to the ground with a thud.

"You have 5 seconds to back off from her or else I'll fucking chop your hands," A dark and loud voice boomed from dark.

I blinked my eyes open and tried to see him but I couldn't, my body was on fire.

The man holding the knife backed away from me and lunged toward him. Soon the men joined him and started fighting with the unknown man. I tried to move my body, to get up, to run, and to do something but the pain was too much. The sight of blood left a bitter taste in my mouth. So instead I stopped moving and kept groaning in pain.

From my perceptual vision, I saw three more men joining the man who just saved my life.

I kept crying silently, feeling the energy draining from my body. Soon I saw the man rushing towards me and then kneeled down at my sight. He widened his eyes when a sob escaped my mouth and my eyes started shutting off.

"Angelina! Oh shit!" He exclaimed, "Hey, stay awake love."

How did he know my name and why did he seem so worried?

I tried to listen to his words and open my eyes but I couldn't. I couldn't see his face. My body felt limp as I felt myself falling asleep.

He picked me up in bridal style and started running. He was talking something to me but I couldn't understand. My vision blurred. I was losing my consciousness.

The last thing I heard the man saying was,

"Don't worry! I w-won't let anything happen to you! My Angel.