-Mia-

The bell rang signalling that it was the end of the day. I sighed, feeling tired and grabbed my bag, swinging it over my shoulders.

"Finally Friday," I murmured to myself as my best friend, Evie came over already sucking on another lolly.

"Yes, Friday!" I groaned, knowing already what she was going to ask. "No, Eves. I'm exhausted and it's almost graduation so I really need to-"

"I know, I know but Mia, you're really clever. I mean, you passed high school, you'll pass uni." I rolled my eyes, "loads of people pass high school but not uni. It's harder. We should be studying, Evie." She rolled her eyes and Grace, my other friend came over.

"You're right. .but you've been working hard a lot lately so this is your chance to cut loose and have some fun." I sighed, glancing at my watch. "I don't know-"

"Well, either way, you're coming so I'll pick you up at eight?"

"Eight?"

"You heard correct," Grace chuckled as my boyfriend walked in. I smiled and he kissed my cheek, wrapping his arm around me. "Hey, James. You alright?" He nodded, glancing at Evie who looked away. "Yeah, I'm fine."

He then turned me so I was facing him and kissed me roughly. I placed my hand on his cheek, about to move away but he held me tighter, his arm pulling me close. I had no choice but to kiss him how he wanted.

Everything was about James.

We started dating a year before and he was nice at first until he got more and more controlling. It was hard being in a relationship with someone who always wanted to be the head. I couldn't eat, dress or talk how I wanted.

He pulled away, pecking my lips once more before turning so we were facing my friends with unimpressed looks.

I pulled a strand of hair behind my ear and noticed that Evie's eyes were teary. "Eves? You okay?" She snapped her head towards me, nodding. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just yawned." I nodded, smiling. "Okay, well pick me up at eight."

They walked away and my boyfriend looked at me. "Where are you going?" I swallowed, looking into his eyes. "I'm going to a party. I was invited. Are you going?" He looked at me before nodding, "I'm the host's friend." I nodded, licking my lips. "Okay, well I need to go. I'll call you later."

I went to move but he grabbed my arm tightly. I winced as he forced me to face him. "I make the rules. I'll call you." I nodded, blinking back the tears in my eyes as he let me go.

I sniffed, pecking his lips before walking away, trying not to cry.

I hated being with James. I tried to break up with him but that didn't end so well. He threw a plate at me and wouldn't stop yelling.

I hated being yelled at.

I got home. I lived by myself. My mother was a druggie. After her new boyfriend left her, she turned to alcohol and drugs as her new companions. She started prostitution too.

I dropped my bag and changed my shoes before leaving my apartment and going to my mother's house which was around half an hour away.

I sighed as I got to the front door, a little scared to go in. I didn't know how her mood would be.

As much as I didn't like her anymore, she was still my mother and deep down somewhere, she was still there. I had to look after her. Who else would?

I took out my key and wriggled it around the hole before pushing the door open, the smell of alcohol and drugs immediately hitting me.

It smelt of sweat and alcohol. I could barely breathe in there. I coughed, covering my nose before pushing the door closed and opening a few windows that I passed.

The house was a mess too. I shook my head, not wanting to touch anything before going into the living room, only to see alcohol bottles and empty small packets. It smelt badly. Really badly. I felt as thought I was going to be sick.

I tied my hair into a ponytail, using the bobble on my wrist before leaving the living room and going into the kitchen.

It was even worse in there. Dirty dishes, bottles, dirt. I couldn't stand the place.

I shook my head, deciding not to go into the bathroom. It was probably even worse. Where was my mum?

I went upstairs slowly and past my old bedroom. Surprisingly, that seemed to be the only clean space in the house. It was just like how I left it. I was a little shocked, I thought she would have messed it up by now.

I sighed, going towards her room and hearing music playing. I pushed the door open only to see her with three naked guys on her bed and money on her bare chest.

I scoffed, shaking my head. How was I not surprised?

"God, what the hell are you doing here now?" She snapped, sitting up a little.

One of the men looked at me, his eyes roaming my body intently. "Can she join? She's got a nice ass." I rolled my eyes, folding my arms and staring at him in disgust.

"No. She's my daughter."

"So?"

I almost gagged and looked at my mother. "What are you doing? This place is a mess. You told me you were going to talk to me!"

She rolled her eyes, her hands going to one of the men's chest. "Well, I guess not. Stop fùcking annoying me and get the hell out. You know, maybe you should take Carter here with you. He could show you a good time and maybe then you'll not be so uptight."

I scoffed as Carter slowly licked his lips, gazing at my curvy body. "Keep him. You'll need someone because I'm done." I huffed, turning and closing the door behind me with a slam before stomping downstairs in anger and going out the smelly house.

I got home half an hour later with the anger in me gone. I felt tired but decided to go out. I didn't really want to stay at home myself.

I unlocked my phone and read my messages.

Fancy dress. .
Wear something sexy
-E

I sighed, loosing my bobble.

Looks like I'm going shopping. .

I got to the adult fancy dress store ten minutes before they closed.

I rummaged around the aisles, checking the hangers and all the clothes.

After at least five minutes, I managed to find something good enough.

An angel's outfit.

It was short with accessories and extras, and sexy.

I brought it.

I got home not long after and changed into the outfit, putting on some hot makeup and slipping on my heels.

I decided not to take a coat and went out the house when Evie and Grace arrived.

"Wow, you look so hot," Grace complimented me and I smiled, thanking her. Grace was wearing a devil's outfit that was quite revealing and hugged her curves. Evie was wearing a pink bunny outfit, similar to the one in Legally Blonde.

"Come on," I said, waving at Ollie, Grace's boyfriend who was driving.

I went in the car and Evie blasted up the music, the car vibrating to the beat as we drove.

We pulled up to the house not long after and it was loud.

There was really loud music playing and neon lights flashing from the house. Red plastic cups were scattered across the garden floor, there were passed out bodies on the floor too.

As we walked inside, things were even worse. People were grinding against each other and dancing as well as drinking and screaming the song lyrics.

I exhaled.

This is going to be a long night. .

Most of my time there consisted of me just sitting by the bar, drinking lemonade and turning down guys who wanted to drink with me or dance with me. Some even wanted to have sex with me in the bathroom or one of the already used bedrooms.

I sighed, glancing at the time. I really wanted to go home.

I noticed James coming over, leaving his big group of friends that had girls around them.

"Mia!" He yelled over the music as he approached me. "Why aren't you dancing?" I shrugged, sipping my drink. "I don't want to. I wanna go home. Can you drop me?" He rolled his eyes, taking my drink out of my hand and putting it on the table.

"Show off your body."

I almost rolled my eyes at him. He always wanted to show me off in front of his friends to make them jealous.

"I'm fine, thanks. I just want to go home, please."

He scoffed, "You'll have to find someone else to drop you or walk yourself. I'll just get another girl to please me." He walked off and I didn't feel anything. I didn't like James so whatever he did wasn't my concern.

I huffed, rolling my eyes and standing, holding onto my purse as I squeezed my way through sweaty bodies and out the house.

Grace was in one of the bedrooms with Ollie and Evie was dancing with some other people, drunk. None of them could drop me and I wasn't going to ask someone I barely knew. Everyone in there was probably drunk.

I sighed as I got outside, the cold air hitting me. I rubbed my arms, deciding to walk, knowing that it was dangerous and far.

I was cold and hungry and tired. I desperately just wanted to go home and watch some Netflix while eating and falling asleep comfortably. I'd revise the next day.

I walked and walked and walked. It was exhausting because my home was far from where I was.

I didn't bring any money with me because my friends told me they'd pay for everything and I left my purse at home.

Geez, Mia! You managed to bring your phone but not your purse?

I almost face palmed myself for my stupidity but didn't. I continued to walk.

I walked passed an alley and was suddenly grabbed by my waist.

I gasped, pain running through me as I was shoved onto the wall.

"Well, hello sexy," a raspy voice said, his smelly breath fanning against my face. Tears came into my eyes and blinked them away. "Get off me!" I snapped, trying to move away but I couldn't and more men came out of nowhere.

I panicked, the worst thoughts floating around in my head. Anything could happen to me. "Don't worry, honey, I'll make it good."

He went to touch my breast, only to be punched by me. I shoved past him and ran, only to be grabbed again and thrown into the floor.

I screamed, yelling for him to get off me and suddenly he fell to the ground.

There were five gunshots and I screamed, covering my mouth. All the men fell to the ground, injuries on their body. I shivered and someone came over - my hero.

I couldn't see his face but he wiped the weapon and threw it on the ground before slowly falling on me.

I gasped, his heavy body on me and I managed to push him off me, sitting up and looking at my saviour.

Damn, he's hot. .

Mia, how can you think like that right now? He's bleeding!

The Greek God laying beside me was beaten up and bruised. I gasped, my hands shivering. "Oh, my God. ." I didn't know what the hell to do.

"Oh my God. ." He repeated, his eyes opening before locking with mine. His eyes were gorgeous, hazel and attractive. I felt hypnotised but snapped out of my trance.

"Angel? . .Fuck. .Wow. .I didn't think I'd make it to Heaven."

I couldn't help but chuckled, covering my mouth as I looked at him laying beside me. "This isn't Heaven."

He glanced around, wincing a little. "Good, because it looks like shit. .crap, this is hell isn't it? Angel? Please can you tell God to give me another chance? I swear I'll do right this time."

I giggled, shaking my head. "This isn't Hell, either. You're not dead." His hazel eyes widened. "Really? Great. .I'm bleeding. .it hurts," he said, his voice straining towards the end as his hand slowly went to his abdomen.

I shook my head, taking out my phone. "I'll call an ambulance, keep still."

"No, don't," he quickly said and I paused, looking at him in surprise. "Why?"

"Just. ." His eyes started to close and I shook him gently awake. "Just don't, please. .Sexy Angel Guardian, just take me with you. Earth's crap."

I held back another chuckle, realising that he was being serious. "I'm not an angel. I have to call an ambulance."

He groaned, "no. .please. .just don't. .no matter. .wha. ." His eyes closed and mine widened as I tried to shake him awake but he was passed out.

What the hell do I do?

I ended up respecting his wishes and taking him to my house.

Yes, what a stupid idea.

But who cares? I certainly didn't.

He was on my guest room bed, passed out. I cleaned his wounds (I had a nursing degree), bandaged them and stitched them up. I hoped that when the sexy Greek God woke up, he'd have some answers.

It was awkward. I took off his shoes and leather jacket and covered him halfway up his body with a blanket.

Holy moly. .

I really hope he isn't a psychopath. .

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