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Guardian Angel
By : akaWind
Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden
Views: 1512 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Chapter 3
I lay motionless on tiny, old bed in a small room. The room was very poor yet decorated tastefully. The walls were painted a slightly peeling beige. His furniture was simple. One bed with bedside-table, a wardrobe and an old, full length mirror. The table beside it was full of make-up stuff.
“I need to clean your wounds.” My angel come to me with a first-aid kit in his hands.
“Let me do it myself.” I said. A little rough, hm? “I’ve had a bit of experience with that.” I added, to explain my rudeness.
“OK.” He said quietly and left me to lick my wounds .
I gingerly lifted the shirt from my shoulders. It was stained with blood, but the wound wasn’t so bad. Thank God the bullet passed through and didn’t hit any vitally important organs. I carefully cleaned my injuries. I carefully checked my leg. It wasn’t broken, just badly sprained by the fall. I bandaged my wounds after using the antiseptic.
Just then the slight aroma of sandal reached my nostrils. My angel stood on the threshold with a fluffy towel wrapped around his waist.
“Sorry for my nakedness,” He flushed lightly.
“I should probably take a shower, too. I reek from that rubbish.”
“I can help you, I just need to pick out something to wear”.
“No need. I can do it.”
“I doubt your girlfriend would understand if she caught us in your shower.” I smirked, visualizing the scene. “By the way, is it OK if I stay for a while?”
“Sure. Not problem.” He said. “And …” he paused. “I don’t have any girlfriends.”
“So… why do you have so much make-up?”
“I …. me …… mmmm ….. I am actor,” he answered in a voice tinged with embarrassment.
“Well, I don’t care anyway.” I winced and reproached myself for excessive roughness with this lad, but I couldn’t help it. I was angry. First, at the least five men had seen my fucking face. Secondly, I had been hit like a rabbit. Third, I had to share a room with some loser. And finally, I was very tired.
~***~
The shower. God bless the man who contrived it. I carefully wash my body, trying to ignore the stinging pain in my shoulder and leg. Through the clouds of steam I barely discern a medicine cabinet. Curious, I carefully open the door.
“Sweet Lord, that lad has a lot of medicine!” Sleeping pills, antiseptic, analgesics, some cream, aromatic oils and other stuff. On top of it all was a big box of condoms. I smirked. “Ha-ha. That’s my angel. The Angel with a Devil inside.”
I turned off the shower and made a desperate attempt to decide what to wear. Not that I had many choices anyways. I left the bathroom with the towel wrapped around my waist. I entered the room and found that my angel was already dressed up.
He’d dressed a little more warmly – black leather trousers, a long-sleeved T-shirt and a long black leather coat.
“Oh, I see you’re all right…. I … I need to go…” He turned toward me fully and I has notice that he outlines his eyes with kohl and his lips glisten with a hint of lipgloss.
“Prepared for a performance, huh?” I asked, a little surprised that he uses his own room to do the make-up.
My angel took a breath and answered. “Yep…. a performance. You can rest now. I don’t think those guys can find you here. I’ll take your clothes to the laundry. Maybe you can find something in my wardrobe.” With those words he left.
I couldn’t be bothered with searching for clothes. I was just too tired. I collapsed on the bed, almost naked, and instantly fell asleep.
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