Lila breathes heavily as she drinks from a water bottle that I bought for her. "I'm not going to allow you to go back to the apartment where that sicko could come back. You're staying with me" I tell her. I have thought about it and while I would've wanted her to have seen my apartment when I bought her a penthouse, this is a rare occasion where she is not safe in her own apartment, and she needs a place to stay and never will she stay at a hotel. It does not suit her to be in a dirty place.

Her body so tired she just nods her head. She leans against the window. For two hours she had danced, and she looked beautiful. Her skin sparkling each time the light hit her and it gave the illusion that she was glowing but perhaps she was glowing. The beauty that she holds is unlike any other and I'm glad that she is all mine. Being near is her is all that I need and all that I need to satisfy the anger inside me. She can banish it away with only a smile on her face or a look from her eyes.

The eyes that hold so many emotions as well as innocence inside them that it is not even normal, but she is not normal, she's an angel, and she will forever be angelic to me as well as the rest of the world. "What do you want for lunch?" I ask her and she shrugs. She truly exhausted herself while dancing but that doesn't matter because I saw the smile on her face and the brightness that came from her, the glow that cannot be described in words, and I saw that she enjoyed herself while dancing.

Watching her from up close is even better than when far away from the stage at her shows, though I must say that I find it better that she only puts up a show for me. It makes me feel special to her and I hope to be everything that she clings to when she needs someone and I hope that her feelings will soon become love. Like my feelings are. "I was thinking just making some sandwiches, does that sound all right?" I ask her and she giggles and nods her head. She always has subway during her lunch and I suppose I can make something similar.

Perhaps something that she will enjoy much better than that subway that she always has and to the point where she will always want to have my sandwiches instead of the bought ones. My eyes are always running over to her when the car is stop and I find myself admiring her at every glance that I can get and I never get tired of the view. I never get tired of her. "I'm sorry" I tell her after a moment, and she turns to face me and gives me a confused look.

"What are you sorry for?" She asks me, her sweet voice so heavenly that I never want to stop hearing her voice. "I should've known" I say. Gasping as she now realizes what I'm referring to. "No, you did nothing wrong. Someone else was playing some mean prank and it was horrible. You can't blame yourself for what happened to me, none of this is your fault, if this is anyone's fault, it's mine" She says and I notice that she has tears in her eyes. A pang forms in my heart to see her cry, knowing that I was the one that caused her tears in the first place.

What she doesn't know is that I have been following her for a long time and I have never seen anyone follow her around before, I've never seen anyone that could be stalking her or doing this to her or even poisoning her like that. Someone got to her and I'm the only one that could've ever spotted them but I didn't and that worries me. They can hide better in the shadows than me, and they hide their trace. "You're never to blame, Lila" I tell her.

Not sure what else I can say to her at the moment. Such an angel like her could never ever do something bad. The more I spend time with her the more I notice that she is just as sweet as I always knew that she was by watching her. Following her around but never truly knowing her as she doesn't know who I am, and she is not around me, and she's not talking to me, now I'm with her and talking to her. It brings this good feeling through me and it makes the beast lives inside me die down.

Though as soon as I'm not in her presence the rage takes over and all I want is to protect her and make sure that she is all mine. The thought of someone taking her away brings this anger forth even when she is around me and I can barely control myself. My hands grip the steering wheel tighter to the point where my skin turns white, yet fortunately it goes past her, and she doesn't notice. Lila can never see my bad side and never will she see what kind of a monster lives inside of me.

I park the car in front of the apartment building, noticing that there is a police car around the corner, parked there and watching us. I glare daggers into the detective that is there waiting and trying to see if I do something bad but when it comes to Lila I would never hurt her, they need to know that and soon they will learn that she is mine, and she is the only thing that I would never break. "Come, let me show you the place" I tell her and take her things, so she would not have to carry them.

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Hey, I've decided to change the cover of The Match and you can choose which one you like. Comment either BALLET for the one with the ballet dancer if you want that but comment BOXING if you like the one with the boxing gloves.