Strings Of Fate

Chapter 12: Tangled strings

His eyes squinted at the bright screen that said '5:40 am'

....

AM!?

A groan escaped him as he flopped back down onto the bed...granted he was no longer tired but of course he had to just wake up at this time. Even if he was tired, he was far too antsy to fall back asleep. With another more drawn-out groan, the man sat up and pushed off the bed.

While it was still early maybe he could go on a morning walk and clear his mind. It wasn't something he normally did but that was because he hadn't the time.

Angel got off his bed and got dressed because, well he couldn't go outside in dress pants and shirtless. Well, he could but...it wouldn't end well.

He walked over to his closet and fished out some clothes for the day, he settled on some blue jeans and a black sweater as it looked cold outside. For his shoes, he went with his usual boots and worked on getting changed...He snatched his phone not that he would really need it and headed into the main room of his apartment, as he walked into the living room he spared a glance at the armchair which sat empty.

Of course, it was empty.

As he stared at the armchair he couldn't recall why he was staring at it...but doing so left him with a warm feeling. He shook his head and walked out of the apartment after snatching his keys, not bothering to eat anything yet.

Normally he would have taken the elevator but this morning Angel felt like taking the stairs and that's what he did.

As he got to the bottom of the stairs and opened the door walking into the main lobby the dinging of the elevator caused him to jolt...no, surely he couldn't be working this early. No, it was probably just some person coming down from their room..that had to be it. At least he hoped.

His anxiety rose as he saw someone in that familiar uniform step out of the elevator and he was close to turning and running back into the stairwell.

But he paused when he noticed the person in the uniform had long blonde hair, and their frame was much curvier and feminine than a certain redhead. When they glanced over their shoulder Angel's suspicions were confirmed that it was not Daniel but, some young women. She gave Angel a polite wave before she went on her way in some direction of the hotel.

Angel sighed, relieved as he placed a hand on his heart finding it was racing...

Why was it racing!?

He shook his head, making his way outside before the redhead did have a chance to show up. As he opened the glass doors he frowned slightly at the temperature drop...it was a bit chilly out and it was drizzling slightly. It seemed even the world couldn't give him the satisfaction of a calm walk. He shook his head, stepping down the brick stairs a little rain wasn't going to stop him.

His mind, while feeling a bit calmer still felt muddled and he wanted to get some fresh air...or as fresh as you could get in New York.

The sky was grey for a whole other reason now as the rain coated the sidewalk and everything else. The sun was now hidden behind the clouds but there were little people out this early in the morning. Angel started down the sidewalk of the apartment, maybe he would stop by the diner this morning and say hello to Joy. They normally opened around 6 am for breakfast and so on.

He glanced down at his boots as they splashed lightly in the puddles that were beginning to form on the sidewalk. The events from yesterday still lingered in his mind, but right now the one he was focused on was Cherri...