My mind has been lost since i encountered the wild tiger. I find it amusing how something other than blood or money could have attracted me. though i wouldnt say i count it as something bad. i'm pretty satisfied with the stark change.
Lying down on my bed staring at the celling all i saw was the angel walking up to us...the beauty of her fluffy curls and the aroma they created with the blood in the air. The jealousy i felt when her hands touched the stupid boy when the only person who can be touched by her should have been me. and at the very moment the only feel i could get was the feel of her soft hand's touching my cheeks..such soft hands. my mind then drifted of to where it shouldnt be driffting,
how beautiful she was looking in the white dress and oh how much better she would look without it, wrapped in nothing but my blanket, her head on my chest and the soreness she would be experiencing from...my phone rang.
i nearly threw it at the wall in annoyance. it was a call from one of my only useful men, Noah. He was not just my hacker, right hand man and manager but also my only friend since we were born. quickly pushing my annoyance at the interruption i picked up the call. "it better be important or ill remove u from the existence list of planet Earth" i said with my annoyance evident in my tone and trust me when i say i didnt borther hiding it, but it all quickly faded to full blown excitement with my eyes wide and my feet jumping of the bed when he said "got the information u asked for". I had asked for whatever noah could find about the angel i met yesterday. "i've sent the documents" and that was all i needed to hear for me to aldready be checking my mesages and scrolling through the words with impatience.
Meeka Karmine. The oldest daughter of the karmineS. Plays every single sport. atleast the common ones, national player in a few lot games, was a well known child model back when she was in LA. moved here mere a month ago and was living with her aunt until yesterday. Close to her parents, has an younger brother and a baby cousin sister. Oh how much i love the taste of babies..FOCUS aaril. born on 11 november 2003 currently 22. so she's 3 months 17 days older than me. Not that i mind till she's gorgeous and i'm tall and strong enough to put her over my shoulders and never once feel the pain from her little punches punches. what actually got me intregued was that she was a black belt in mixed martial arts and an absolute sweetheart. normally that would have been something i wasnt happy about considering my bloodlust but ill keep it exceptional for her. She does charity, she can sing, got best dancer a few couple times, have sold many paintings. LOVES ANIMALS ill keep that in mind and ensure to get a dog soon just for her. even if i hate animals. oh but one thing registered clearly in my head "HATED BAD PEOPLE"..mafias, gangsters, villians. she hates them. Now that was bad news because it was the definition of me. I guess i could change a little for the little princessa.
After spending a few couple hours reading bout my new found attraction. I went out to the balcony for a cigar but quickly threw it off when i saw her sitting in her balcony on a call with someone. i started at her until she went back inside. only a few minutes after, she went downstairs wearing nothing but micro black shorts and a crop top filled with many different colors. she was still in house clothes it was not difficult to tell from the messy bun and flip flops on her feet. i quickly wore my shoes and ran down after her before catching up a few good feet behind and following her.
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While standing at my balcony busy talking to mother on phone moreover it was an argument but i let it pass when my focus drifted of to a cat which was stuck on the wires present on the top of the walls that separated the two societies. it didnt take me long before i found my feet taking me towards the cat as if my body was working on autopilot to help the poor thing.
reaching down, the first thing that caught my attention was the color. the cat was white with patches of every print u can find, some with orange, some with black, some with sports, some with tiger strips. but 1 patch of every possible color making it extremely difficult to ignore. what i realised after was that the wall was too high for me to reach..i tried to make a mountain of everything i could find before trying again and even though it did give me an increase in height. it wasn't enough. just as i was giving up on hope i felt hand's on my waist and my feet hovering over the ground. I somehow knew by the scent who it was but i was too focused on saving the kitten to argue. As soon as i got the kitten down it clung tightly to my arms as if i was her only life line. luckily it had no wounds.
turning arround i saw Aril and i wasnt suprised one bit as i said i aldready recognised him by the scent which to me myself was weird considering i'm not usually good with scent.
Glaring at Aaril i asked with annoyance "What are u doing here?". he chuckled softly and i could feel my cheeks turning red with the sound. "i told u i'd never leave u" he took a pause before continuing, intentionally testing my limits. "even if im away ill still never leave". i didnt understand the meaning of those words unknown that they were later on supposed to be the brutalist words of my used to be beautiful life.