Untold Truth

4

"Oh god, this can't be happening." I pleaded to myself.

I could quit, get a plane back, and fuck my life up again.

But yet again, if he wasn't lying, we would both forget it ever happened.

I make my way out of the house onto the streets; I can't think straight; my mind is not focusing on anything; why can't someone just kill me and I can go to heaven and live another life, maybe with someone who is not hooking up with their boss?

I walk across the street, not caring where I am or how I even look. A car suddenly stopped right in front of me while I was crossing the road.

"Crap." I think I really did want to kill myself. Did I really have to cross the street in the middle of traffic? He gets out of his car and goes towards me.

"Are you okay?" He says.

God, I thought he was going to scream at me or something. He looks tall, but who knows, I'm only 5'5. He has dark hair, dark brown eyes, and a toned body. I guess he likes going to the gym a lot.

"Hello?"

I snap out of whatever was happening to me.

"Yeah, yes, I'm fine. Sorry about that. I'll just be going."

I'm about to start walking off, going straight, farther across the street, when a car tries to pass in front of me.

He pulls me back with my hips "Hey, watch it; your going to get yourself killed sooner or later."

"Even better." I say under my voice.

"Hey, just get in, and I'll drive you home."

"Who says I'm going home, and your a stranger? For all I know, your going to kidnap me."

"Last time I checked, kidnappers don't save people's lives."

He's got a fair point.

"Fine."

He walks towards the passenger seat to open the door and shut it.

He gets into the car, saying.

"Where are you headed?" He starts the car and starts driving forward.

"Nearby, but you can just drive around for now."

"Want to talk about what happened? You were very upset."

"To a kidnapper, I'll pass."

"Didn't I say?"

"Just tell me about where you were going."

"Home, I was going to my house."

" Is it far?"

"10-minute ride, not that much."

"I was running away from my problems," I say, letting out a sigh.

I've really gotten to the max, sharing my problems with a kidnapping stranger.

"Who's ur problems?" 

"How do you-"

"Hey look, when I see a girl shocked and upset, its pretty easy to guess a jerk did something."

Who gives a crap what I say? I'm never going to see this man again. Why not share my problems? He and I both have nothing better to do.

"Boss actually."

"Ur joking right?"

"And staying with him, at his house."

"You could just stay with me instead."

"In a kidnapers house no thanks."

"I'll show you my house and you can decide for yourself."

The rest of the car ride to his house was short; he was playing music, both of us singing along. I could like him as a friend, of course.

I reach his house gate, he much be rich, I mean I could have guessed from the red Porshe but maybe it was a rental.

He opened the door with a button, unlocking the beautiful view of his house. God,  he's must be a billionaire.

The house was all black; maybe he was emo; i'm not judging; the view was spectacular on a hill looking down on all the homes below; the house had to be a minimum of 10 million.

"So, are you going to charge me $10,000 a day for rent for me to stay with you?"

What? Maybe he thought I was rich too.

He lets out a small laugh.

"No, you can stay here for free as long as you want."

"So your giving me a place to stay; anything else before I move in?"

"So you will move in with me? I thought I was a kidnapping stranger."

" You seem fun but I need a car for work and unfortunately, I don't have one."

"One of my employees will drive you, if you like."

"Why are you doing this again?"

"Let's just say I'm your man, fairy godmother." He says, smirking.

"Fine , but I need to see the inside first before I agree," I say, smiling

God has really saved the day. I hope this guy won't kidnap me, though. Just kidding, I think.