The Dry Cleaner

Chapter 42

Here's another one.

--------------------------------------

She looked at his familiar dark green eyes feeling bile fill her body and her face harden as he tried to crack a smile on his face, his grip still unbelievably tight around her hand.

"Let me go now!"she said is an extremely calm tone that she had to force as she tried to yank her arm away from his grip.

"Keyna please...,"he began to say but he received a harsh look from Keyna as he spoke.

"You have ten seconds until you let go of my hand or I will shout at the top of my lungs that you are trying to rape me and you'll be beaten to death so I advice you to take your hand off of me.....NOW," she threatened and felt his grip loosen and eventually the warmth from her hand disappeared and was replaced by cold wind and goosebumps.

"What do you want with me?" she asked taking a step away from him.

"I just want to talk to you.I thought that we could restart from where we left it off since it didn't end so well and....."

"How dare you?"she asked looking at him disgustingly,"After what you did to me you think that we can be what? A couple again?"she said letting out a raspy, dry, short laugh that sent a cold shiver down his spine. "Never so just leave me alone,"she said turning around.

She felt him grip her hand once more and she spurned around and he let go immediately after he saw the look she was giving him.

"Look I'm sorry and I really miss you and I just want you back.It's normal to want such a beauty like you back," he said trying to flirt with her.

"So is that what you usually do when you wan't a woman back? Stalk her?Text her and freak her out?Call her and terrorize her? You do those things and expect her to come back? Are you crazy? No let me answer that for you. Yes you are crazy. Extremely crazy. How do you expect me to ever forgive you after what you did?"

"Look Keyna you need to understand that I..." before he could finish, Troy placed his hands on her shoulders telling that she was not comfortable talking to this man.

"Is there a problem babe?"Troy asked looking at her before studying him.

"No. He was just about to leave," she said looking at Patrick. "Right Patrick?"

"Actually not yet,"he said looking at her before turning her gaze to Troy who was slightly taller than him but less muscular, "I'm Patrick her old... .. friend. You must be her .....boyfriend right?"

"But off course, what else would I be to her?" he asked giving Keyna a reassuring squeeze on her shoulder.

"OH,"he said his eyes darkening a lot as he studied Troy with a displeased look.

"Well you should go," said Keyna turning around.

"It was good meeting you again Keyna,"he said before turning around  and walking out of the bistro. He stopped outside and turned around to study her disappearing silhouette and the man walking closely and protectively next to her.

She heaved a big sigh of relief. He's gone, she tought to herself. Maybe he's gone forever, she thought as Troy led her to the table.

"Who was he?" he asked immediately she was seated.

She remained silent for a while before replying,"An old ex. The one who I hate so much. The one who gave me the scars on my back,"

"The Devil himself huh?"he asked after ordering food.

"You know it," she said silently.

"What did he want?"he asked curiously.

"He wants to get back with me can you believe it?! After all that he did. I'm so glad that you came to my rescue. How did you know?"

"Well I saw you park and then I wondered what was taking you so long so I looked around and saw him talking to you and you looked ticked off so I decided to come to see what was going on," he said.

They ate as they conversed with each other and he tried to make her laugh but she was such in a dull mood because of her earlier encounter. Afterwards he ordered one of her favorite desserts, a chocolate fudge cake and she ate it with so much delight savoring every bite.

"You're the best,"she said to Troy after she finished.

"I know that,"he said winking at her.

"I gotta go use it," he said standing up,"Give me a minute or two," he said before smiling at her and walking towards the direction of the bathroom.

She pulled out her phone. It was seven minutes past three. She want through some texts and replied them and sat impatiently waiting for him to come back.She started playing her favorite game, color switch. 

She realized that something must be wrong when he didn't appear after half an hour and she began being worried. She stood up after paying the bill and took her bag and walked towards the bathroom. She then asked one of the male waiters to go inside and check if he was there and if he was fine while she remained outside tapping her leg anxiously.

Two minutes later,  the waiter walked out and told her that there was nobody inside the bathroom and walked away after an apology before she stormed into the bathroom.

She had been in a male's restroom before so what she was was not a surprise to her. She checked all the cubicles ,everywhere and she couldn't see him and she became more worried. Where could he have gone?It isn't like him to just leave like that!

She then saw that there was a window that was wide open which was unusual and when she approached it she saw scratches on the wall and the window and began panicking. She quickly ran out to the streets and to the where the open window led and she saw a phone on the floor. On picking it up she realized that it was his.

Where the hell could he be? she asked herself while pacing around trying to control her panic state.

Then her phone vibrated and she looked at the bright screen. It was a text from Patrick. This couldn't be good.

Don't bother looking for him. You wont find him baby.

She closed her eyes and a few tears escaped her firmly shut eyes. He was taken. Patrick kidnapped him.

-----------------------------

Tell me what you think.