I hopped out of Kiara's forest green SUV, offering her a small wave goodbye. Thank god she drove me home because if I had to walk back from the Cut, I would be seriously lost.
I tried to ignore the subtle soreness in my arm while I reflected on the last 24 hours. The thought of the party made me cringe, the sickness of this morning, and the pouges strange behavior. It was nice that they cared though; they barely knew me yet took me in as one of their own.
I did wonder about the secret that John B almost slipped in front of me: Did it have something to do with his missing dad? Perhaps they were planning to throw a pouge-only party? Did it have something to do with Rafe? I don't know, maybe I was being dramatic. This inkling was probably nothing--but my gut told me otherwise.
I turned to walk up my stone-paved driveway and hoped my parents wouldn't be too mad about me being gone all night.
Suddenly I heard an engine turn off and a car door slam shut behind me. The rustling of fast-paced footsteps caught my ear but I didn't turn around to see who it was. My pace quickened and my eyes remained fixed on my door, hoping whoever it was would clearly see that I was just trying to get into my house.
I felt two hands gently grab both of my biceps, singling me to turn around. I had a strong intuition of who it was and my heart sank
I dreadfully spun to face him, "Oh hey Topper"
I anxiously scratched the back of my neck while saying this. Based on his past, I knew that he was going to pester me with invading questions. I managed to shoot him a very fake smile and hoped my politeness would somehow make him go away.
"Hey, I didn't see you after the party, where ahh-where did you go?" He questioned
Even though it was a fair question, his tone was all too disconcerting because he seemed like he already knew the answer--I was unsure if I should lie or tell the truth.
"Uhhhhhh nowhere..." welp I guess I was lying, "...To a friends"
I started fidgeting with my rings and I innocently grinned at him. I was just so bad at lying; the shakiness and unsureness tainted my voice
"Oh to a friends?" He repeated to me. When he said this his eyes widened and he shook his head with skepticism "Which friend?"
Ok, now I was triggered. He had all the reason not to believe me but his tone was rubbing me the wrong way.
"None of your business" I called to him over my shoulder.
I stomped up to the steps of the front porch, but it seemed as if I had a tail because I heard Topper's march quickly approaching me. I was abruptly stopped in my path by him stepping in front go me.
He angrily looked at me through his eyebrows and sternly stated, "Actually it is my business, especially if you were with that pouge"
I took a step closer to him and puffed my chest to show my lack of intimidation. I can never take Topper seriously because I could tell that he doesn't take me seriously. He talked to me like a child he could boss around.
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FanfictionOne morning Andy, a kook, wakes up and finds herself in a unfamiliar place. She finds herself entangled in a mystery, people are keeping things from her and she is determined to find out what. But what happens when she realizes that while uncovering...