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PERCEPTION
J.M. SHIPLEY
CHAPTER ONE
HOLDEN
“Letgoofme!”A woman’s distraught yell raises the hair on my arms. The shout coming from behind a closed door I’m walking by draws my attention. It’s not only the words she’s screaming, something about her voice calls to me, halting my footsteps.
“Shut your mouth before I decide to use it instead.” Something crashes in the room followed by a pitiful cry.
My feet are moving and I’m lunging for the door before I register what I’m doing. Finding it locked, the sound of another whimper sends my blood boiling and the inner beast in me rising to the surface. With one kick, the door splinters open banging against the wall.
The world seems to stop spinning and all the air whooshes from my lungs. For a moment, I forgot everything else as the most beautiful, tear-filled green eyes stare back at me almost sending me to my knees to worship her for the goddess she is. But when her pouty lips tremble, I take in the rest of her and see red. Rage like I’ve never felt consumes me.
The ugly bastard has her bent over the copier, her skirt shoved to her hips and her panties in his hand as he turns to me startled with his pathetic little dick poking out from his opened jeans.
“I-it’s not what it looks like.” The idiot stammers struggling to pull his jeans back up.
“Come here, Angel.” I keep my voice surprisingly calm and my glare pinned on him. Holding my hand out, I wait patiently for the beautiful creature as she fixes her clothes and makes her way to me.
Her breath hitches when she takes my hand. Electricity flows between us the connection too strong to dismiss.
“Stay near the door, this won’t take long.” I grit out. As much as it pains me for her to leave my sight, I focus on the piece of trash in front of me.
“Now wait a minute, this is a misunderstanding...” The guy backs up as I stalk towards him like a predator, backing him into the wall.
“Sure.” I nod my head pretending to play it off. Nodding towards his open jeans, “Your pathetic dick hanging out is a misunderstanding.”
“She was asking for it right?” I give him a sinister smile. The look on his worried face tells me he sees the monster in front of him.
My fist lands against his nose with a loud crack and blood pours down like a waterfall. He yells out in pain holding his face. “That’s for thinking you could force yourself onto an innocent young girl you piece of shit.”
Glancing over my shoulder, my stomach sinks and panic sets in seeing she’s gone. My future wife is nowhere in sight.
Grabbing him, I throw him against the wall as my rage takes over. “You think I’ll let you live after touching what’s mine?”
His eyes widen seeing the malice on my face. “I didn’t know she was yours.”
“I didn’t know she existed until now.” I say, as if it’s as simple as that.
“Please…” His pathetic whimper makes my blood boil.
“Now that I do,” I tsk at him. “It changes everything.” I growl. Pulling my gun from its holster, I place it under his chin. “Glad in a way that she ran, she doesn’t need to see what lengths tis Devil will go to for his Angel. The darkness won’t touch her. Ever. And neither will you.”
Bang!
Heading to my car, I pull my phone out calling the one person I know I can trust. “I need you to pull the video feeds from the school, the teachers' lounge. I need to know everything about the girl and you need to wipe the footage clean. Going to need a clean-up crew. I’ll text you the address.”
“Well hello to you too brother, I’m good thanks for asking.” He deadpans.
“Brother...” My voice shakes as I tell him everything, like some gossiping school girl, my mouth doesn’t stop. I expect the brotherly ribbing to come, but it doesn’t. Nothing but sincerity and determination comes over the phone. I’m surprised when all he says is “Consider it done.”
I’m trying to slow my breaths, and my heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest. “I need her. I’ve never felt this way before.”
“We’ll find her. I’ll get my guy on it now.”
Pocketing my phone, I take a deep breath. Starting the car, a plan starts to take place as I stare off into the distance. A smirk pulls at my lips. “You can run baby girl, but you can’t hide from me forever.”
