The thoughts of an innocent

Chapter Four

Boyfriend? He's lying i mean why would i go for someone who has a friend that holds me at knife-point. Breathing heavily i shook my head.

"No. If you were my boyfriend you wouldn't be standing there while somene held a knife to my throat." I growled. His face broke out into a grin ans he snapped his fingers. The boy with the knife backed away allowing me to breathe properly once again. My supposed boyfriend stepped forward and wrapped his arm around my shoulders leading me over to a building.

"You know i was worried about you." He whispered his mouth was awfully close to my ear. My skin prickled at how close he was.

"Stop..."  I would have said his name should i have known it.

"You really dont remember me do you?" He asked softly. Shaking my head i moved as far from him as possible.

"I'm Sam.We have been together since high school. The last time i saw you we got into a fight and you stormed off. When you didnt come home after a few hours like you normally do. istarted to worry i was out all night for a week searching for you." He said kissing my temple.

I felt extremely uncomfortable in his presence. I pulled away from his side and walked over to the other side of the alley. I just wanted to go home but had no clue where that was. I refused to meet his gaze nor to go any where near him. Swallowing i moved my head to the side and stared down the alleyway to where traffic waited and people completely oblivious walked past. Them going to there houses or work never knowing what it's like not knowing where you belong. The two boys stood there watching me wearily. Standing up straighter i was turned and took off running. There was no way i was staying here with them any longer. They shouted something behind me and their heavy footfalls sounded close behind. Swallowing down a small shriek i turned the bend and managed to skirt a few people and mix in with the crowd. i slowed my pace and turned my face away from them as they ran past. Sam was swearing under his breath and his friend was not happy about my giving him the slip. Sighing i leaned back against the store front window and mauled over the day's events. ti was close to ten at night and i had no idea where i was,or where i was spending the night. swipping my hair to the side i stood and walked to the closest and most aorffable hotel London had to offer.