We had finally reached my home in silence for the whole ride. I looked over to him hoping he would say something... anything; he didn't. He just looked ahead waiting for me to get out. I sighed; biting my lip -something that I had notice I had been doing quiet a lot lately- and unbuckled my seatbelt.
I reached over to open the car door, but he stopped by shutting the door I had just opened. I got startled but looked over to him anyways.
"You should be careful next time, because I won't be there to save you again."
I looked at him silently for a moment a little confused, but I still nodded.
It's not like I wanted to be raped. I just lost track of time. Maybe I should of called my parents to pick me up, but I didn't want to have to deal with Mr. Lance any longer.
"Good, I don't want to have to worry about you being in danger."
"Why would you be worried?" I asked curiously, It was the first time I had spoke to him without stuttering, even though it was only five words.
His eyes scanned over my face; his expression was almost emotionless, but I could detect something in there. What it was I don't know, but I felt he was trying to hide it.
"I don't know... You just make me worry, I have no idea why, but you just do..."
"Hey honey, your home. Why don't you go upstairs and do your homework. I'll call you down when dinner is ready." My mum ordered me. I sigh, nodding anyways and walking up the large stair case to get to my room. This was my punishment, come home do my homework, eat, then die of boredom until I fall asleep.
Which brings me over to Ryan. Even if I had agree to go to the party with him, I still couldn't go. Not unless I added an extra day to my punishment.
I'm hungry. All I ate was half a hamburger, and now I had to wait until dinner, which usually started when my dad got home. And he sometimes got home late so I would have to starve until then. I would go downstairs for a snack, but I'm pretty sure my mom made the butler make sure I was trapped in my room.
Great!
I got up from my bed groaning, walking over to my desk. My parents let me keep my laptop, but block all the social networks, such as Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. They only left it for me so I could use it for school work. I checked the time; 3:41.
Might as well start my homework now.
I got out my English homework taking out the novel we were reading for class and my note book along with a black pen.
I have no idea how long I was in there but I think I fell asleep during the last page of the book. The only thing that woke me up was a loud knock on the door.
"Mr. Styles, you mum informed me to tell you dinner is ready. She expects you to be down there in no less then 2 minutes. I rubbed my sleepy eyes yawning.
"Will do Gyles." I mutter loud enough so he could here.
"Mr. Styles, one more thing. May I ask you what happen yesterday and why you came home early this morning.
"I was over at Ryan's house remember?"
Gyles nodded.
"Why do I get the feeling your not telling the truth then?" He asked. I sighed.
It didn't really surprise me that Gyles knew I was lying. He had that way of telling, which is sad that my own parents couldn't tell.
I didn't blame them though, they traveled a lot for some unknown reason. I never questioned them. It was obviously important when they had to travel so I never asked.
