strangers

chapter five

When I finally got home, I just collapsed on my bed and didn't move for a good few hours. Eventually falling asleep.

I was jolted awake by the door bell. I wonder who it is. Jess probably coming to talk.

"She just can't live without me" I joked to myself as I lazily lifted myself of the bed. Stumbling down the stairs and reaching for the door handle I prepared myself for showers of hugs and apologies.

As I opened door I didn't see bright green eyes. Instead I saw light blue sad eyes staring down at me. I was taken aback. Just seeing his face reminded me of that night and so many questions came rushing into my head.

"Ethan.. wha..."I started before he cut me off

"Will you just grab your stuff and come with me" he said harshly, I was taken aback. He's never spoke to me like this before and I don't like it. Not like we've really spoken actually.

"But.." I tried to argue

"Anna" he almost shouted at me. I stood there glaring at him. Trying to seem intimidating. He just sighed and pushed passed me, collecting my back pack off the floor and walking up stairs.

" you can't just walk into people's homes" I shouted as I ran after him. He didn't answer but continued to my room. He walked in and began searching around for things in my draws. He reached for my underwear draw, I tried to stop him but he pushed me lightly back on the bed. I landed softly and being to get extremely embarrassed. As he rummaged through. He pulled out a pair of black lace underwear and look at me smirking. I blushed immediately and tried to grab them. He quickly snatched them away and put them in the bag along with some socks a black bra.

"Wow not even a first date and your already stealing my underwear" I joked, he chuckled but his face turned serious.

"Oh miss Smith If it was the first date, I'd be stealing more than just your underwear" he smirked looking at me. I gasped and he began laughing. It wasn't funny but he seemed to think it was. Where the nice guy I met a few days ago. I lied back on the bed huffing. He began going threw my wardrobe taking a pair of joggers and shorts before leaving my room and making his way down the stairs. I chased after him.

"Hey were you going with my stuff, you perv" I shouted after him as he walked out the door.

"Shut up and get in" he shouted back as He walked toward a amazing looking car.

"Wait is this a 1967 Ford mustang??" I asked excitedly

"Indeed it is. I like a girl who knows her cars" he smiled

"It's only because this is like my dream car "I squealed as I climbed in the passengers seat. He chuckled as he threw my stuff into the trunk of his car and climbing in the driver's seat. He put the key in and the engine roars to life making me smile like an idiot .

"So where are you taking me??"I asked impatiently. Squirming in my seat with concern and a little bit of excitement.

'What's with all the question, just shut up and wait will you' he snapped.

'Well your the one who kidnapped me and my underwear, so I have a right' I snapped back. He laughed

'Correction, I only kidnapped your underwear, you got the car willingly' he sarcasticly remarked.

'What ever' I huffed

'When will you stop fighting me' he sighed. That was the end of the conversation and the rest of the car ride was spent with me staring out the window watching the streets go by in silence. Then I began to dose off into a haunting sleep, filled with dark pathways and strange men.