Regrets and Mistakes

Chapter 8

Samba's POV
It was at that moment I knew fear was real,something about his voice gave me hope and strength to ran as fast as I could,we landed to the floor with out stomachs,our faces were inches apart,my eyes locked with his as we both gasped for air after the long scary run,he laughed out loud making him join as his laughed,his looks were a little weird,I should be afraid of him but for some reason I felt self.my hair was blowing in my face due to the wind,his rough palm touched my face trying to remove the hair from my face,I guess I judged him,he had the softest touch,he noticed I was staring at him,he nervously got up from the ground,extending his hand to lift me off the ground,I dusted my clothes quickly " what are you doing out at this hour" he spoke. His face was full of concern " that's not a safe space for a girl you know"
Really? Is he here to judge me as well,I left home because of my sister who thinks she has the right to live my life on my behalf,also the pain that penetrated my skin when she spoke about my dad,I had always suspected it but now I am sure,we do not share the same father,how was I so damn enough not to realize why Muna had moms surname,I felt the anger fume inside me all over again,his fingers snapped in front of my face bringing me back to reality " my sister is a controlling freak and I just need a breather " I calmly responded,letting out all the pain I felt,something smelled terrible,I looked in his direction,his lips were wrapped around a cigarette while his fingers lit the cigarette,he inhaled some smoke with a sigh of relief when exhaling," want one" at that point I did not want to seem like the backward kid I was," sure" I grabbed one from his hand,I almost coughed my lungs out,he laughed at me so bad I felt my confidence leave my body" you could have just said you've never done before little" he teased"little" he kept his eyes on me" you're little,little" he laughed the hardest,even if I wanted to get mad,I couldn't it was so funny how he laughed at the silliest things,I have never laughed that much my whole life," can you offer me a place to sleep tonight please" I begged,intertwining my palms,"whoa whoa,so I can be arrested for.... He noticed my serious face" sure,let's go to my house" I sighed,he held my hand and led the way to his house,it was a strange neighborhood,I had never been here before,this man is even more strange than he looked,why does he dress this way,live in such a neighborhood but speaks very good English,I mean it is street language but he is still good,why is he comfortable with holding my hand I have only been with him for 3 hours,time moved so quickly,if only it could move this quick when I'm in that miserable place I call my home. We arrived at a mini shelter,in the middle of what seemed like a forest," we are here" he casually said like it isn't the creepiest place on the planet,he let go of my hand played with the chains a little while and it was open" come in" he stood by the door step gesturing me to go in,I screamed in awe,the place was a mini cabin covered in beautiful portraits of animals,and landscapes,I turned around asking with my eyes if I can go ahead to which he nodded,i caressed the portraits with my fingers,allowing myself to feel whatever feeling would arise,the smell of the fresh paint filled my nostrils giving me the best relaxing moment,there was on picture at the end of his collection,it was painted half way,it was a woman's face but one  couldn't tell who the woman was,he gave me warning glare when I walked towards it" do not touch that" the statement came out cold,what has happened to my sweet funny stranger," who is she" my heart anxiously beat,hoping he would not say that's his wife or something,not that I cared but I just don't want to hear it,I had already regretted it but I couldn't take it back" it's non of your business little" he removed his pair of dirty boots and threw them in the corner,his weird dirty clothes,and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt,he had tattoos on his chest,and a well toned chest,his ink was visible in the white shirt he chose,his smell filled the room,he smells better than this place he lives,"you can grab a T-shirt from my closet...you know..if you want" he was trying to not sound wrong but I had already understood what he meant so I just smiled and took a sit on his comfy bed," this is my home,you can fix yourself something to eat,I will take a nap,and please do not touch anything " within seconds he was snoring on his bed,I got up from the bed wondering where I would sleep,should I sleep next to a Stranger? What is he is a murderer,I was having the thoughts I should have had before I even lashed at my sister and left,my eyes drove me back to the painting,I put my two fingers on part of the picture while trying to look at the woman maybe I pull recognize her" you sure are very bad at obeying orders ain't you,little?" His hot breath on my neck.