Solicitude and Sacrifice

Chapter 2

"So... Where exactly do you guys live?".

Why should we tell you ?!?

No. Wait...he doesn't look like a bad guy. 

STOP. OVER-THINKING. GEN.

He's probably harmless. probably.

Also, we've been in his car for the past fifteen minutes and he hasn't tried doing something cheap.
Most importantly... he didn't try to kill us and then dump our bodies into a lake so...
WE'RE GOOD.

"Um. How long am I supposed to wait for a reply? You DO plan on going home. right?" Sam asked. The way he talked was smooth and gentle which MEANT - he wasn't like most of the guys at school and that was... A GOOD thing. He wasn't ugly either - definitely not ugly. His skin was slightly tanned. He had black hair which was wavy and short, and his eyes were dark brown. If it weren't for the glowing street lights I would have mistaken them as black. They scintillated with every passing light.
His eyes were impeccable and so deep, i could stare at them for hours and still have enough of myself to drown in them. as melodramatic as it sounds, it was true. 

True, yet unexplainable.

True, yet completely baffling.

His eyes were a mystery I probably could never solve.

"Sorry about my friend here she's kind of not in a really good mood right now probably because she had to leave her car behind. I'll tell you where we live.

Yeah.. Just drive two more blocks and we'll be there". Steph said with a sweet smile on her face.
"Do you guys live together?", he asked with a funny smile.

"You see. Me and Gen are best friends." Steph explained. "Coincidentally, we're neighbors too". The way she talked to him made me queasy. I could care less about Steph being extra nice to someone. She always did that with cute guys. But this time, it felt wrong. 

"Steph you barely know this guy... Can't you keep your mouth shut?" I thought.

At moments like these, I wish I had the ability to communicate through my brain because most of the stuff I wanted to say to Steph right now was definitely inappropriate to say out loud.

"Cool" was all he had as a reply.

Sam had driven fast enough to get us home before 12 and I had pulled Steph away from his car before she could've started a conversation. 

"What is wrong with you", she grimaced. I could tell that she was kind of pissed. I didn't have a rational explanation for why I was acting weird today. But all i could say to Steph was that "I'm annoyed of you drooling over every new hot guy in town. You seriously need to stop".

"At Least it's better than dying alone. By the way, I saw you staring at him too like.. like he was something edible".

What?!? Was I looking at him like that.

No. Absolutely not.

"His face just looked oddly familiar. That's all."

"Yeah right. Anyways, I'm gonna go sleep my life away because I'm tired as hell. You should keep dreaming about sam, he'll probably start to seem more familiar by tomorrow." She snickered. "See you later Sass-queen.
You know - I love ya"

You know - I love you too hoe. Bye"

Thank God mom wasn't home or she would've been mad. Real. Mad.

Good riddance I guess.

She had given me the liberty to go out and have fun but only with the specific humans she had in her list of 'trustworthy people'. Usually, If I ever come home even a minute past twelve, she grounds me for a week.

Cons of being the only child. 

There are many pros too but mainly a long list of cons - one of which included extensive yet unhealthy amounts of attention which made me uncomfortable at times but I understood her concern so I always tried to follow her rules no matter how hard they were on me. She loved me and cared about me - i respected that. I loved her too, she was my only support. My dad had died in a car crash when I was 5. and my mom had already gone through enough so I tried to not give her too much to worry about. 

Even though she was on a business trip today, it felt wrong to be late. I could always call her up and tell her that my car had stopped working in the middle of the road and that I had to take a ride from a stranger. Well.. not a stranger but a somewhat unfamiliar person.

Totally not a good explanation. 

So I decided to stay quiet rather than blabbing about the awkward road trip.
Talking about road trips... I hope Sam gets my car back home in one piece. I didn't even know if I could count on him. I guess I just have to wait and see if I really can trust him.
Fingers crossed I get my baby back.

After Steph left, I had changed into my cute pretzel tank and leggings. I had checked the locks around the house twice and had made sure no thieves got in while i slept. We had heard about too many robberies around the neighborhood so my mom had instructed me to check all the locks before I went to sleep. 

"Better safe than sorry", she had said.

After checking the doors, I went up to my room but instead of sleeping I started roaming around the place because I didn't feel like sleeping. All I could think of was how strange I've been feeling today. I've been having crazy sensations ever since I met Sam. I've met so many guys but never have I felt this way. The emotions were strong yet eccentric. His face kept flashing in front of my eyes. His hair, his eyes, his face - everything was flawless. Every curve on his face was a form of perfection that defied standards of beauty. His smile... was so peaceful yet seemed to wreck every nerve in my body. I wanted to memorize every inch of his skin. It felt like the only thing I've ever wanted and the only thing I'd ever need. This desire was chaotic, I couldn't stop thinking about him. It was onerous to get rid of these thoughts. These feelings were taking over like a disease - a disease which I had no will to treat.