Roslyn

7

C H A P T E R S E V E N -
A N S W E R S

Alicia drives into the direction of Michael's home at lightning speed. Her eyes burns with intense fiery as she thinks over what could possibly be going on. What could all of this mean? Why was all of this happening? Who were these people to her? Things just weren't adding up. She won't be able to go on with life until she gets some answers. She desperately wants to complete the unfinished puzzle that was her memories. She knows that Michael and his family will have the answers that she so desperately needs.

As much as she wants to know all these answers, her body fills with nervousness and anxiety as she thinks of Daniel. He had tried to harm her. Would her try to harm her again? She hopes that when she gets to the home, Michael will be the one to open the door.

As she drives up the road, her car slowly begins to slow down and with confused eyes, she stares at the gas tank. The very full gas tank. As soon as her car comes to a complete stop in the middle of the deserted street, her passenger side car door is flung open and a loud scream emits for her lips.

Michael climbs into the passenger seat and quickly shuts the door. With heavy breathing, Alicia holds onto her chest and stares at him wide eyed. He keeps his eyes on the road for a moment before slowly turning his head to face her. With zero expression, he speaks.

"Jesus Michael."

"Drive."

With her eyes still burning a hole into the side of his head, Alicia's eyebrows furrows as her erratic breathing soon calms down. Her trembling fingers stills and the twitching of her knees subsides.

"You want answers. I'm here to give them to you. But first I need to show you something." He turns to face her once more. "So drive."

Alicia stares at him for a moment. Contemplating on whether or not to follow through with his instruction. As weary as she is, she'd be a complete fool not to go along with what he wants. All she wants to know is what is going on in this crazy town. She puts her fear aside and drives off.

"You didn't tell me where we're going."

She peers over at him only to find him staring back at her. A familiar look creeping onto his face. His eyes travels from her light hazel eyes down to her exposed freckle covered neck.

"Michael." She calls.

He swallows the lump in his throat and looks back to the road. "Turn here."

She eyes the dark forest worryingly but doesn't hesitate to turn and drive through it. The hollow pathway surrounded by nothing but trees and shrubs looks as though it is everlasting. She grips tightly onto the steering wheel and begins to nibble onto her bottom lip as her nerves intensifies.
She turns to look at Michael and once again, his eyes are planted onto hers.

"Where are you taking me Michael?"

Michael sighs and eyes the road. He snakes his thin fingers through his dirty blonde tresses and thinks intently over what he is about to do. He wasn't able to keep this secret in any longer. He knew from the moment he laid eyes on her that he'd surely be doomed.

Dammit. He internally curses. Why did she have to come back? Why did she have to once again completely turn his entire world upside down? As angry as he was at himself for once again falling into her perfectly designed trap, deep down his heart sang with joy that she had found her way back to him.