Hailey Robinson
It's Friday or accurately calculating a week to chaos and much to my surprise, everything cooled down at a quicker pace than I had anticipated. Chris and I were doing just fine with being extra careful just in case of there were any after effects of the media storm.
I was standing at the café from where Chris was about to pick me up. Going through phone I reply Lina with some messages and even Lucas as he had texted me to do a double check on our safety. Nick also texted giving a heads up on tomorrow's plan- going to club.
If I am being honest, clubs scare me, like they literally scare me. I haven't been to any club since my 21st birthday and that was going to be two years ago in a month. I can't go and give my head the recap as it took me a year to calm down my anxious brain. But I still had some unanswered questions to that same incident and I know the day I have the answers will be the day I won't be the same.
The only reason I agreed to Nick's plan was because of Chris. While Nick was at dinner with us, a day back he asked me the list of reasons I don't want to go and like a fool I said - I am scared about getting my drink spiked. Because that shit may or may not have happened to me and it sucks because I can't remember shit.
But both of them jumped saying they will guard me and my drinks with their life. That was cute but still fearful and I had turned to see Chris and his eyes told me they were trying to look in me and before that can happen I had said them in a slight confused voice to give me a day to think on.
I'd discussed it with Lina, butt obviously and like a hungry tiger she jumped on me saying I should move out of that phase of my life and enjoy a little bit. Much to my wonders Chris had said the exact last line or more specific- you need to live a little Hailey, and don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you.
Somehow that convinced me to join them and also when Nick mentioned I was going to have some female company as he was going to bring his date and that gave me an internal relief. I hope the girl- Jenny and I can get along, at least for the time being.
So yeah, I agreed to join them- in conclusion.
Inner me is scared that if I let my fear get me and if that reaches to Chris he is going to leave me, and shit because that is going to hurt. My heart was screaming at me to tell the truth but my mind was being logical saying- what are you going to tell him when you don't know no shit.
Eventually, I'll have to tell him but I shouldn't worry on that now, right?
I was broken from my miserable thinking process when some man snapped his fingers in front of me. I turned to the voice to see it was the same man who looked like in his 50s and give me flowers a week or two back.
Looking up at him, I waved a smile on my face,"hey, how you doing?" he flashes a toothy smile and nods once,"yeah, I am good, how have you been?" honestly, shit but I give him a smile before I reply,"yeah I am fine sir." He smiles and nods once again.
As I remembered I was supposed to ask him about our last conversation I voice it out,"how did you know my name back when we met, because I never mentioned to you that my name is Hailey and if I am correct I've never met you before that, not even as a patient." It takes him some seconds to process my rambling but then he chuckles,"my dear, if you are scared of me, I am the last person you should be scared of."
"and why is that so? I mean I don't know you so there can be reasons I should think of- to be scared from you." I say
"be honest"-he says-"are you scared ? of me?" he asks. If I am being honest, I should be scared for my life, but he looks so harmless, though the white dress shirt and the black pants on his huge muscular body aging around 50s says otherwise.

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