Angel of My Nightmare, chapter 2
I can't describe it, It's like I'm flying through the air! The adrenaline, the wind whipping my hair and the dodging in and out of traffic... Takes my breath away. I loved my motorbike, it was a Suzuki TL1000R in a deep shade of red and black, yes the colors of a typical American Idiot... If you know what I mean. The hills were scary at this time of night, but I wasn't scared, there was very little I'm scared of. I can also see in the dark, major advantage for creeping. There it was the Armstrong household. What a privilege to be robbing it though. I got in through the back and made my way to the living room. Pictures of the family, past family, immediate family. Photos of the band. Guitars... I can't steal this stuff... Come on Maria it's converse... Steal from the dirt rich for a good cause.
"What are you doing?" Maria spun around to face a guy with short black hair and a hard look...
"Who the hell are you?" She asked standing on guard waiting for the guy to attack her.
"Chad Michael Murray," he told her.
"Oh your that gay lord that was in A Cinderella Story... Sorry didn't catch the show, was working." She said, he was wearing all black and seemed to be standing in the same defense mode as her.
"What are you doing in here?" he said.
"You live here?"
"No."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"None of your business!" he snapped.
"Likewise!" she snapped back.
He sighed, "Look you don't wanna get in my way!"
"Or what you'll kiss me to death, Prince Charming?"
"Not even like that, you know, you're not as friendly as you are hot."
"I don't associate with strangers on an intimate level, sorry!" Although Maria had to admit, he was stunningly handsome.
And he had admitted long ago that he thought she was beautifully attired.
"Right well perhaps you could back off and let me do my job," he told her.
"Right and beat the crap out of me while you... Wait, why are you in Billie Joe Armstrong's house?"
"He has a 1953 Aztec God statue said to be originated from the actual Aztec Gods. It was said to be worth over half a million dollars. So why are you here?"
1953 Aztec God Statue said to be originated from the actual Aztec Gods, Said to be worth over half a million dollars!" she told him quirkily.
"Snappy, well I'll have it and be gone before you even get up the stairs!"
"Care to make a wager on that?"
He shot forward and she did the same at lightning speed they sped up the stairs, Chad jumped near the last step and sprung in the air, back flipping and landing on the landing. Maria reached him and blocked his path. He jumped and planted both feet in her chest.
She took the blow but it didn't do much despite his strength. She grasped his ankles and flipped him in the air. "I see your no stranger of domestic violence, your mother not teach you the laws of hitting women, you burn in hell!"
"Your not just any ordinary woman though, are you?" he snapped landing on his feet before lunging at her once more.
"Well you found me out, and your not any normal guy are you?" Maria asked with sarcasm. She blocked his punches and stuck her knee in his stomach he jolted but didn't grunt. They had just come across the room in which the statue stood lifeless on a table. They paused and saw it, "No way!" she said and kicked him backward running for the statue.
He entered the room to see it gone and the window open. He crossed the room to the window, Maria had taken off into the night on her bike.
He had to get that Statue back and he knew exactly where to look. He picked up the employee card he snatched from her jacket... Message Beast it read. He knew who they were. Postal company, Bike messengers. Here comes the Aztec God!
"Bullseye!" He went to throw another punch
"What are you doing?" Maria spun around to face a guy with short black hair and a hard look...
"Who the hell are you?" She asked standing on guard waiting for the guy to attack her.
"Chad Michael Murray," he told her.
"Oh your that gay lord that was in A Cinderella Story... Sorry didn't catch the show, was working." She said, he was wearing all black and seemed to be standing in the same defense mode as her.
"What are you doing in here?" he said.
"You live here?"
"No."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"None of your business!" he snapped.
"Likewise!" she snapped back.
He sighed, "Look you don't wanna get in my way!"
"Or what you'll kiss me to death, Prince Charming?"
"Not even like that, you know, you're not as friendly as you are hot."
"I don't associate with strangers on an intimate level, sorry!" Although Maria had to admit, he was stunningly handsome.
And he had admitted long ago that he thought she was beautifully attired.
"Right well perhaps you could back off and let me do my job," he told her.
"Right and beat the crap out of me while you... Wait, why are you in Billie Joe Armstrong's house?"
"He has a 1953 Aztec God statue said to be originated from the actual Aztec Gods. It was said to be worth over half a million dollars. So why are you here?"
1953 Aztec God Statue said to be originated from the actual Aztec Gods, Said to be worth over half a million dollars!" she told him quirkily.
"Snappy, well I'll have it and be gone before you even get up the stairs!"
"Care to make a wager on that?"
He shot forward and she did the same at lightning speed they sped up the stairs, Chad jumped near the last step and sprung in the air, back flipping and landing on the landing. Maria reached him and blocked his path. He jumped and planted both feet in her chest.
She took the blow but it didn't do much despite his strength. She grasped his ankles and flipped him in the air. "I see your no stranger of domestic violence, your mother not teach you the laws of hitting women, you burn in hell!"
"Your not just any ordinary woman though, are you?" he snapped landing on his feet before lunging at her once more.
"Well you found me out, and your not any normal guy are you?" Maria asked with sarcasm. She blocked his punches and stuck her knee in his stomach he jolted but didn't grunt. They had just come across the room in which the statue stood lifeless on a table. They paused and saw it, "No way!" she said and kicked him backward running for the statue.
He entered the room to see it gone and the window open. He crossed the room to the window, Maria had taken off into the night on her bike.
He had to get that Statue back and he knew exactly where to look. He picked up the employee card he snatched from her jacket... Message Beast it read. He knew who they were. Postal company, Bike messengers. Here comes the Aztec God!
"Bullseye!" He went to throw another punch
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