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Falling for a Stranger

Falling for a Stranger

Sara Davil

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Alicia is the shy, quiet, bookworm and tomboy girl. She works as a sub-editor in a local magazine. She meets an accident and a stranger. She helps him out and forms a crush over him. Many secrets are to be revealed and many twists are yet to come in her life. Will she be able to overcome them? Does the stranger, Lucian likes her to? Or is he just pretending?

Chapter 1 Prologue

"Kelly, I'm going out. I'll be late don't wait for me.

""Okay. Drive safe. Goodbye. ""

Goodbye."

Kelly is my roommate and friend. She is the most gorgeous girl I ever saw. We are close but not quite that close. I hope you get the meaning.....ha.

Anyways she looks kind of a fashionista. She has long golden hair and big, hazel eyes. She has pure cream and soft skin. She is two years older than me but we get along. She runs a saloon and tries to pay her debts back.

Unfortunately, I'm quite the opposite. I mean. I do have brown hair, brown eyes, and tanned skin. Honestly, I don't have her charms but I do have cuteness and kindness.....I am more like a tomboy than a girl. I'm a carefree and lively nineteen-year-old girl. I'm a sub-editor of a newspaper column.

Today feels like a different day. I don't know why I am sad, but I am. Whenever I am sad, I stroll in the hallway, street, or any place I could find. I prefer to save my brain and health. I wonder what it would feel like to be free like the wind. I know I am talking crap but this is how I feel right now.

Anyways, I want some ice cream. I went to the market and buy me some ice cream. It is getting cold. Maybe, I'll have to take a short cut. Instead of going all the way to the main road, I decided to take the path through the park. I see a much shorter path. It was through the back alley of the buildings. What is the worst I will have to face? Damm it. I want to go home quickly. I don't want to freeze to death I am walking down an alley. The cool wind is brazing my skin. Yeah, I won't freeze to death, won't I?

Suddenly, I feel an adrenaline rush and footsteps. I look behind and panicked. There was a man right behind me. He looked just like some rapist. The same old dirty coat, filthy clothes, shoes, and on top of all he ain't walking straight. Something about him attracted me. I pity him right. Oh, what do I do? TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND KEEP WALKING....don't let him assume anything. Maybe, he'll walk away. He kept closing in and a wave of fear washes me away from the shore of my senses. I got goosebumps. I wanted to turn and look at him. I wanted to touch him. Wait what is he doing to me? I started running madly but still, I can't shake him off. I keep looking back. I see just a bruised cheek and hands. He has dark hair. He is quite tall. Snap out of it. Quite scanning him. I tripped over my trousers and fell. Great! I just hurt my ankle. Oh no! He was just a few inches away. Will he kiss? Will he grab my ass and force me to smell his drunken self. I screamed with all my might. O God! please send your savor. Otherwise, I shall be ruined.

Ops, I was wrong. Seconds later many men like him appeared right before me and started fighter each other. I heard voices" you ain't getting the chick." "ohm. that one's mine. F**k off" "She's feisty..." But the man following me said, despite their pushes and punches, "I was going to ask for money and jacket." Wow! He has so deep and sexy voice. Snap out of it!!!! Another guy pulled him down and started beating him "Naive. You'll never learn, will you!" Pang! What is this sudden feeling? Why do I want to go and help him, save him, comfort him?

I pulled out my jacket and wallet down. I ran with all my might with my swollen ankle.... leaving everything behind.

After, managing to open the door somehow, I entered and broke done in tears, not from the pain in my ankle but from the pain I had caused another. "That man was not following me... he was hungry and cold. He needed help and you refused. Oh my God! please forgive me and let him find my stuff. Save him...." I cried...

After, a while I fell on the couch to relax. I was so tired from all the events and surprises. Soon sleep overcome me and darkness engulfed me within.

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