A Knight in pink heels
Some nights I go to the park before going home. This one of those nights.
Crossing my bag. I take in deep breaths as I walk.
I have missed you. I have so missed you.
Haaaaaa. I release a breath before moving forward.
My back prickles and I feel someone watching me. I turn around I don't see anybody. I walk to a bench to seat down but I can't shake off that feeling.
I am halfway out of the bench about to run, screaming like a banshee when I realised I am probably stronger than the world's strongest human male.
That thought settles my panic. But I don't sit back.
Who is there?
๐๐๐๐ก? ๐๐๐๐ก'๐ ๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ก? ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ก'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ..
The person emerges
Ohhh
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I had found her and Julius almost approached her before I stopped him.
Do you want to frighten her meeting her like this?
I transform to my human form. I am dirty and naked.
Julius we need to go back and get clothes.
๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
Wandering the alley next to her cafe, I come across a homeless man. And I decide to ask for his clothes.
Good evening Mr. I am in need for some clothes. You don't have to worry, I will pay you back. Just Go to the MacKay companies and ask for Ian MacKay and I will compensate you for all your efforts.
The homeless man looks at me with pity, picks out some clothes from his satchel then rising to his feet he places the clothes in outstretched hands.
Clapping me on the shoulder, he looks me in the eye as he says.
You do not have to lie to me. I understand what you are going through. He then presses a card into my hand.
Go here, they share food twice a day. And their food is the best amongst all the shelters.
I am at loss for words. So I incline my head and thank him.
Wait.
He wraps a warm scarf around my neck.
It gets cold these nights. Try and keep warm.
Again I thank him. Trying to dissuade his misunderstanding will only be a waste of my time.
If a homeless man mistakes me for being homeless too. How would Zenith react?
๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
Against my better judgement, I put on the clothes and follow her scent.
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Ohhhh.
My bad, you can keep on doing what you were doing.
I go back to seating on the bench and to my surprise, the hobo sat next to me.
I turn to face him with shock registering over my features.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐
Not to be rude. I get up and move to the other bench. He follows me there.
WTF
Look Zenith don't panic.
How do you know my name?
It's me Ian.
I look at him incredously for a sec before throwing my head back and laughing. i laugh so hard, I hold my stomach.
You.. You.. You are Ian MacKay.
Oh my God.
I must have fantasized about you so much that I am now seeing and hearing things.
Nice one sir. Did my mom put you up to this?
He grips my shoulder, his grip quite strong for someone who looked malnourished and underfed.
It really is me Zenith. I know meeting you like this is not ideal. But really look at me
I Peer closely at him and all I see, is mud caked gaunt hair, hollow cheeks, eye bags on one very skinny individual.
There is no way this man is Ian.
But his Eyes, shining with sincerity look like Ian's.
Ahh I must be crazy even considering this. I push off his hands and stand up.
Look I don't know what you are playing at but I am done with this.
He stands up too but he holds his head as if dizzy before he faints away.
What. just. happened?
Did this hobo just pull a damsel in distress act with me?
I turn to leave. But my conscience won't let me.
I will just take him to the hospital and live him there
๐ต๐ข๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ผ๐๐? ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐ก ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ? ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ?
After contemplating for a few minutes, I arrive at the same conclusion. He needs help.
Hefting him up, like he weighed nothing. i carry him princess style.
He truly is a damsel in distress and I am his Knight in pink heels.