Hidden Virtues

Seeing Trevor from the little distance sparked some hope in Anastasia. Her heart which had once accepted death not too long ago was now suddenly clinging to life. Clinging to living once again. Her green eyes sparkled and she gulped. She knew this guy from nowhere. She only just met him today in class and now he was here.

One of the hooligans stared at Trevor who stared at all five of the thugs. There wasn't any trace of fear nor nervousness seen in sight on his face. His expression was stoic and plain. The same expression as the one he had today in history class. His hands were buried deep in both sides of his pockets. He was wearing the same black hoodie from today in class but underneath was only a pair of black undershirt and ripped jeans. His left eyebrows were slightly cut or more like a fresh wound.

His presence did stir some nervousness within the thugs but they also stood their grounds because of the weapons they held. One of them grabbed Anastasia and pointed a knife in front of her neck. Her eyes widened in horror as they stared intently on the sharp little dagger just some inches away from her neck. She gulped hard and the others laughed amongst themselves while staring at the guy.

“Who are you? Get lost! This doesn't concern you in the slightest.” The thug with the perfect English accent said with a snickering frown and dared to point the gun at Trevor. Trevor's eyes did pass a glance towards a terrified Anastasia. Her heart was pounding like crazy.

“I won't repeat myself once again. Let her go and you people be on your way.” Trevor stated calmly once more and this time he drew out his hands from his pockets and began taking off his hoodie off. He seemed ready for a fight with the thugs. The thugs sneered with anger and one of them held Anastasia still with the dagger extremely close to her neck.

Trevor's hands balled up into tight fists after he took off his hoodie. His body was a sight to see. A trail of tattoos filled his entire left arm from his left sided chest down to his left hand. His muscles and biceps bulged out almost similar to that of the Rock. But in this case Trevor wasn't bald but handsome in all features. Two of the thugs launched at him and Trevor stood in his spot waiting. The two thugs quickly launched out their weapons at Trevor but he grabbed one of the thugs' weapon which was a sharp dagger piercing his hand that it was bleeding. Trevor seethed and before the second thug could set his gun, Trevor had grabbed him by the neck tightly completely sucking off all the oxygen flow.

He gritted as his hand squeezed the thug's neck turning his entire skin dark pinkish. His eyes bulged out and with a loud growl, he threw the two thugs away. One had bashed his head against a nearby wall and the other fell on the hard ground. The other two who watched the whole scene also rushed towards him. One immediately pointed his gun and aimed at Trevor. “Watch out!” Anastasia screamed but the gunshot echoed in the night. Trevor gritted his teeth as the bullet pierced his upper chest. He roared and this time rushed after the two thugs and punched one on the face and the other a hard kick on his knees. Despite being shot, Trevor punched the thugs brutally and one of them had to run away for his dear life.

The thugs growled in pain after being thrashed and they all fled leaving only one thug who was holding Anastasia at dagger point. The thug's hand which held the dagger was shaking and Anastasia gulped hard feeling the dagger getting close to tearing her skin. She swallowed hard as her body was filled with sweat all over due to immense fear. Trevor turned to the guy who was shivering with fear. His gang had easily abandoned him to his fate with this surprisingly strong guy for his size and without any weapon on him.

Trevor took a step and the man yelled with gritted teeth. “Stay back or I'll slit her throat right now!”

“I dare you!” Trevor threatened in a deep and hushed tone. The guy widened his eyes and even his knees became wobbly. A sign that he was afraid. Trevor took another step with his deep gaze penetrating the thug and the thug took deep breaths and was shaking with the dagger in his hands. Anastasia saw an opportunity and snuck a quick glance at the now distracted thug and took the initiative chance to land a punch on the thug's guys making him groan. Anastasia dashed forward towards Trevor out of impulse and the thug yelled out before rushing towards Anastasia but Trevor stands in the way. He blocks Anastasia and punches the thug directly on his stomach multiple times before he landed few punches on his face dislocating his face. He punctured on his acute points on his body and the thug fell face flat on the ground seeming lifeless.

“Let's go!” Anastasia said and grabbed Trevor's arm and rushed out of there. In ten minutes, they both were in front of her apartment and she took a closer look at Trevor. She gasped staring at him up close. His undershirt was soaked with his blood that kept on oozing from the bullet wound in his chest. His hand was also oozing out his blood and it left a trail down on the sidewalks.

“Y-you're hurt.” She whispered and Trevor also took a look at his wounds for the first time. “It's fine. I'll dress it up when I get home.” Trevor shrugged with his stoic look on. He didn't seem to feel the pain or probably he was hiding it from her. Anastasia quickly shooked her head in denial. “No. I'll dress your wounds. You're hurt because of me.”

“Like I said. It's no problem. You're back home safe and so I should leave.” Trevor refused and turned to walk away when Anastasia grabbed a hold of his arm and stopped him in his tracks. He turned around and seemed a bit irked at her insistence. Anastasia also stared back at him with a neutral look. “I insist. I always repay my debts.” She said. “And plus, you're badly injured. It needs urgent treatment right away.” She added. “And are you a doctor? As far as I know, I don't think you're studying medicine.” His tone held some sort of mockery on her words.

Anastasia blinked in surprise and had her mouth agape for a minute. “Excuse me but I know a lot about nursing for your kind information.” She said and let go of his arm to fold her arms against her chest. “Whatever,” Trevor rolled his eyes and Anastasia was beginning to think that maybe this guy was really radiating bad vibes afterall. She started to believe that he did have some hidden Virtues and how he had saved her back then against those thugs.

“Just let me and you'll be on your way.” Anastasia said and got into the building of her apartment. They passed by the security guard who was indeed shocked that Anastasia had brought a guy along with her for the first time since she moved into this apartment. She unlocked her door to her apartment and stepped aside for Trevor to walk in. Trevor stepped inside her apartment and his eyes straddled around the entire living area that first came into view. He walked further and continued to have a look around and he thought. This girl must be living the luxury life.

“Have a seat. I'll get the first aid kit quickly.” Anastasia said gesturing to one of the sofas in the living room before she sprinted away and disappeared. Trevor held his arm and gritted. The pain from his chest was damn painful right now after he had lost a lot of blood. He took a seat on the couch and Anastasia hurried back into the living room with a large box with the cross sign labelled on it. She placed the box on the center table before taking off the lid and grabbing all the items needed.

Trevor watched her keenly as she got to work while on her knees. She gulped when she noticed that his black undershirt was in the way of her extracting the bullet from his chest. She looked away. “Please...take off your shirt.” She said lowly. Trevor in one swift move took off his undershirt off and Anastasia blinked staring at the beautiful sculptured piece of art. Her mind went blank for a second before she blinked back into reality and got to work. She sterilized the scissors and easily took out the bullet off as it wasn't deep inside his chest and also didn't touch any nerves or veins. She immediately grabbed the bandage and wrapped it around his chest and up to his left shoulder like a strap band.

She focused on his slitted hand and poured antiseptic spray before wiping his hand with cotton wool. She seemed very focused on her work and for a moment she looked like a nurse who knows her job. Trevor couldn't help but stare at her. Particularly at her side face that wasn't covered by her dark brown hair. Now he took back his words when he said she didn't look like a person from the field of medicine but now he knew she was a little experienced.

“May I ask why you were in my neighborhood? Do you live around here?” Anastasia asked still keeping her eyes focused on now bandaging his hand. She didn't receive any response for the next five minutes until she was done with his hand and then she heard him. “I was on my way back from fighting.” He replied with no humor nor enthusiasm in his tone of voice. He simply said blankly.

“Fighting?” Anastasia quirked her brows in a questionable manner as she stood to her feet to close up the first aid kit. “Underground fighting.” Trevor clarified and also got up to his feet. His frame easily overshadowed hers in an instant. Anastasia was shocked. Did he just say underground fighting? That was illegal and even she knew that. This guy was really a person to stay off limits. But again he did save her from possibly being killed tonight.

“Thank you.” Trevor said staring at her with his same stoic and expressionless face and he walked in the direction that led to the door. Anastasia followed him behind and just as they were about to reach her door, they both heard Meghan's loud screams outside her apartment. The sound of banging on her door came next and Anastasia was quick to open her door to find a panting Meghan by her doorstep.

“Meghan?!” Anastasia gasped surprised to see Meghan in front of her apartment at this very late hour. Trevor didn't look surprised at all and only wanted to step out but Meghan had blocked him with her oversized weight.

“Ana!! Why weren't you answering your calls? Adam call....” Meghan paused once her eyes fell on the stranger that stood next to Anastasia. The girl couldn't take her eyes off of Trevor. Who would? Meghan's eyes trailed from his perfect carved face down to his chest and abs and down to his legs. Her eyes had enlarged a little and was still savoring his whole form while Trevor hated the way she stared at him like some hungry and horny slut.

“Meghan!” Anastasia called out and Meghan blinked and shooked her head. She moved her eyes from Trevor to Anastasia with an obvious question in her eyes. “I'll explain it. Did you come here on your own?” Meghan shooked her head in response. “No. My dad dropped me off here in his truck and I offered to spend the night. You don't mind do you but Adam was worried sick.” Meghan added. And Anastasia gasped. She had totally forgotten about Adam. Her phone had abruptly gone off due to her low battery and she hadn't yet put her phone to charge. She knew he must have been worried about her.

She quickly turned to Trevor. “Thank you so much hum... Trevor, right?” Anastasia said and Trevor was a little taken aback at the fact that she knew his name. She had grabbed his name at once and stored it in her memory since Mr. Bentley announced it once. She was the first person in college to call him by his name. He nodded and Meghan slowly moved aside for him to walk out and disappear down the stairs.

Meghan squealed like a banshee as soon as Trevor was out of sight. “You have to tell me all the details and don't you dare leave anything out Ana!” Meghan said and pulled Ana into the apartment and slammed the door shut.