Hope

I wake up around eight in the morning and feel my body sore from last night.

Once I was done with my morning routine I head down stairs for breakfast, as I do I notice a hint smell of a cigarette, I'm confused since the first time I got here there wasn't such a smell.

As I head closer and closer towards the living room past the kitchen I can see a man standing, hands in his pockets, cigarette in his mouth looking at the window lost in thought.

He has a black leather suit and a white button up shirt. He looks somewhat similar but also unfamiliar to me.

I recall the conversation I had with the doctor, someone wants me dead and there's no way in hell I'll die soo soon. Not yet.

I muster up the courage and ask,

" Who are you? and what do you need? "

The man turns around, and with a slight grin on his face he says,

" Well, looks like someone is feeling better" He takes the cigarette out of his mouth and a bunch of smoke circles around the living room.

I can feel my heart race, my face flush, and my breath turn heavy. Even though it's my first encounter with this man its seems that the original owner felt entirely different.

As I look at him in his light blue eyes I notice the sharp outline of his jaw, his white silked skin, and golden light hair.

I couldn't help but stare, I understood why the original body owner felt this way for him but I have no intention on making any sort of relationship, at least not with him.

Although there may be nothing wrong with him and he may be a person who is worried about my health that doesn't change the fact that people know that I've "lost my memory " and there is someone who wants me killed.

" You didn't answer my question, who are you? and what do you want?"

He pauses for a moment before answering,

"Would you believe me if I told you that I know how you ended up in that body and why?"

What?, I can't tell if he is being serious or is he just pulling my leg but even if he was how does he know I'm not the original owner of this body?.

Questions, questions and even more questions. Annoyed and tired I frown and sigh,

"If you are only here to tell me a good night story get out. I don't have time to deal with this" and I don't, I'm sick and tired of everything, waking up in a body that isn't mine, someone trying to kill me and now I need to deal with this shit. It's too much thinking and too many questions unanswered.

I head to the kitchen to make myself something to eat since no one was awake. I can feel his eyes stabing me from my back.

" If you have something to say then say it. Unless you want me to kick you out and while I'm at it sue you for trespassing"

I keep having my towards him, I can hear him scoff and for a moment it grows quite until he suddenly he brakes the silence, "Jake is looking for you, he doesn't know I'm hear but if you are interested in seeing him again call me"

I ignore him since I decided I wasn't going to trust him since the moment I saw him. He heads out and in a light whisper he says, "What a hassle"

it's nine thirty pm and I've been contemplating for the past hours if I should or shouldn't call the guy from this morning.

I'm pacing around the room trying to think of the right way to approach this. I pull out the card from the drawer. Angel Vincent Graham, Angel huh? how ironic.

I see the phone number printed in gold almost as if it's trying to catch my attention. Before I do any rash decisions I call the butler.

"How can I help MissThompson?"

"Buy me a 1911 hand gun, make sure that none sees you"

"May I ask why and what you need it for?"

A grin appears on my face and with enthusiasm I say

" Just getting prepared for a welcome party "

Two days later the butler hand me the gun. Just the right size and not difficult to hide. Now then, I call the phone number printed in the card.

By each passing ring I can feel my heart ache then suddenly my thoughts are interrupted.

"Angel Vincent Graham, how can I help you?" I pause for a minute, I must be crazy.

"It's me"

Silence...did I call the wrong number?

As I was about to hang I can hear a bunch of mumbling through the phone.

Am I a joke to him or something?

" If you don't answer me right now I'm hanging up"

"Ah yes sorry now then...I didn't expect you to call today "

"Well no shit, I can tell but putting that aside now tell me, what happened to me how and why"

He let's a slight sigh," I can't talk right how about we meet in three days at the center? "

I'm starting to get impatient ,

"No, ether we met tomorrow at the center or I'll just pretend we never even meet. Choose "

"Fine...fine, let's meet tomorrow at the center at two alright? "

"Good"

I hang up the phone and instinctively touch my face. I can feel a smile form. Even though I know that he could be a wiredo with no intention of helping me or worse at least I know there's a little hope.

It's been so long since I ever felt like my life held any ounce of hope within it. Please, please, please don't let this be a lie, please.

As I head outside to go to the center I notice a car stopping right beside me. The window rolls down and I see Angel on the driver's seat.

"Get in"

I currently hold zero trust in him so just for extra measures I say,

"Don't think about doing anything funny or I'll kill you"

I wasn't joking, after living once killing someone in my second time around on earth is nothing but a bucket list. I head inside the car and smelled carriget everywhere.

"Calm down, trust me, I wouldn't want to waste my time on you when I have better options elsewhere"

Ouch, I couldn't care less who this guy was involved with after all I just met him but that doesn't deny the fact that no female likes to be rejected.

"For someone who's name is Angel, they sure don't know how to act like it" I put my seat belt on and feel myself getting more and more annoyed by his presence. And yet again he's starting.

"Do I have something on my face this time?"I turn around to face him and look at him in the eye.

He chuckles and with his right hand covers his slightly small smile.

For the first time in a while I feel myself having a good time. Even though I know this may not last long I decided to enjoy it while it did.

I let a small smile appear on my face and let myself play believe.

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