I dance with my friends and for once I switch off my mind and simply enjoy the moment. The music is loud, the strobe lights cast rainbows around us, and the crush of bodies around me should set off my anxiety but Anya, Jack, and Simon are all ensuring no one is able to get too close. I nudge Jack to dance with Simon and the two of them begin dancing as if no one is watching making both Anya and I laugh. I continue moving my body to the beat but then I feel hands on my hips. As I turn to check who it is my blood runs cold as I come face to face with a strange male I have never met before. He isn’t ugly. He is about six feet tall, and his hair is dark in the club lights, so I assume his natural colour is either black or brown. His eyes are dark, and he has a broad nose and a prominent chin. He has a somewhat large frame that makes him look bulky and threatening. I smack his hand away and he smirks thinking I am merely playing hard to get. “Come on hunni, let’s dance, I know you want
Once done I clean up and head back to the main room. Grant is still up and looking at me with an eyebrow raised, I feel my cheeks flame as I make eye contact. “I woke up and didn’t want to disturb you so tried to reach the bathroom in the dark, but I stood on Lobo and well in the chaos ended up falling on my face.” He shakes his head, but he is smiling and as his shoulders begin shaking from his suppressed laughter, I also begin to see the funny side and laughter bubbles up inside me too. “I must say that after I put us to bed last night this wasn’t the scene I expected to wake up to. Hahahaha” Our laughter increases until I find myself doubled over with tears in my eyes. “S-stop, Stop I, I can’t, breathe, Hahahaha” “Hahahaha oh, Angel.” After about ten minutes we both finally calm down and I am able to continue my walk back to bed. As I climb in beside him, I glance at the clock and see that it is four in the morning. I sigh internally as I doubt, I will be able to fall back to
I have never felt so scared to wake up alone before. But when my alarm sounded, and I rolled over only to feel that the mattress was empty and cold my entire system was flooded with panic. I shot up out of the bed and frantically searched the bathroom and closet, but she wasn’t there. Rushing out of my room I called her name but there was also no answer. So, I rushed down the stairs and that’s when I caught the smell of food coming from the kitchen. The first feeling that hit me upon seeing her standing at the stove with a spatula in her hand and a pan on the hob was relief that she was still in my home. The next feeling that hit me was desire as I took notice that she was still only dressed in the t-shirt I changed her into when we got home from the club. I admit I was shocked when she fell asleep in my arms. It was only one in the morning and her insomnia has kept her up much later in the past. I made the decision to bring her back despite knowing that the others were going to
I look down and that’s when I see it, there is an image of a wing in the foam of my latte. I thought I was imagining it at first but now I know I wasn’t. she managed to replicate her signature latte that she makes at the café using the machine in my kitchen. “How do you manage to make this taste so unique?” “I really don’t know what you mean Grant.” Instead of answering her I stand and head to the coffee machine to make a latte. Once the machine is done, I take it to the table and take a sip. I can taste the difference, but I cannot decipher what it is. “Taste this and then taste yours and tell me what you think.” I push them both over to her and watch her face to see how she reacts. First, she sips mine and then she sips her one she made me. “What do you notice?” “Well, before I answer I have a question for you. Do you like both?” I nod, ordinarily I would make a latte the same way I just did and drink it without a second thought. “Which one do you like better?” “I admit I
I watch him leave and once he is past the gate, Jeff turns to me. “How may I be of service miss Angel?” “I have some errands to run today.” “When would you like to leave?” “I suppose sooner is better than later. I just need to grab my things.” “Very good Miss Angel, I shall fetch the car and wait here for you.” “Thank you, Jeff, I will be right back.” I head back inside and upstairs to fetch my phone, keys, and hoodie. Returning to the kitchen I place the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher and turn it on before leaving to meet with Jeff. “Where to first miss Angel?” He asks as I settle in the backseat after locking the door. “To my flat please, Jeff.” I give him the address and soon enough we are pulling up outside the building, but I find I am frozen in my seat as I stare at it. “Miss? Miss Angel, are you alright?” I can hear Jeff
The car journey is quiet, and we arrive outside the police station relatively quickly. Jeff opens my door and I gather my box then climb out. Without my having to ask he dutifully follows me inside and I turn and smile to him gratefully earning a return smile from him. He is older than both me and grant but still relatively young however, like Tony I get a fatherly vibe from him that makes me feel safe. We enter the station and I head to reception to ask to see the detectives handling my case. We are escorted to a room with a collection of desks, and I see the pair across the room. They look up and smile before waving me over to them. “Good morning miss Grey. How are you today?” “I’m alright. A little shaken from visiting my flat for the first time today since the incident but I’m doing well otherwise.” “Oh, I am sorry to hear that going back was difficult but it is good that you have taken that step. What can we help you with today?” “I have those photos I mentioned during my in
Not long after Angela replies to my message my mobile rings and I smile as I pick it up wondering what else she wants to tell me. But when I look at the caller ID, I see that it isn’t Angel calling, it's Jeff. “Jeff? Is everything alright?” “Sir I do not wish to alarm you, but I am at the police station with Miss Angel. She wanted to bring some things here for the officers to look at.” “Alright. What is wrong with that?” “Nothing Sir, but one of the detectives found a report about an accident involving a couple and their daughter. As the detective was reading out the details of the accident, I noticed Miss Angel's breathing was becoming unstable.” “Is she alright?” I begin to stand from my desk worried about her and wanting to check that she is okay. “She appears to have had a panic attack caused by a flashback of what happened to her and her parents. She collapsed an
I pull in through the gates and drive down the long driveway that leads to my front door. The lights are on throughout the mansion so I can assume someone is awake inside. I park in front of the entrance knowing that Jeff will put my car in the garage when I dismiss him from his watch. As I open the door, I can hear voices in the second reception room, so I walk there first and as I enter the space, I see Jeff and Jack seated on the sofas with coffees in their hands. “Good evening, how is Angel?” Both startle and whip their heads around to stare at me. I realise they didn’t hear me enter but this is normal for me. “Um, she is still resting upstairs. We didn’t have the heart to wake her, and Anya said she would let us know if she wakes up.” I nod to acknowledge what Jack has told me and turn to make my way to the bedroom. I slowly open the door and my heart hurts at what I see. The be