WANTED

Who are you?{ Chapter twelve}

I woke up to the sun light on my face, I blinked several times to adjust to the light.
I took in my surroundings, I was in a really nice big room and I was laying on an even bigger bed.
Where was I?
The events of the precious night hit me like a flood and I jolted up right in bed.
My hand moved to my wound and I was surprised to feel the bandages around on it, I lifted my shirt to see if it was still bleeding - it wasn't.
Wait...this wasn't my shirt.
In fact the shirt was two times bigger than me.
I looked under the blankets and breathed a sign of relief when I saw I was still wearing the same pants from the day before,what exactly happened?
And did I see Tyson?
No way.
Maybe it was my eyes playing tricks on me..maybe not.
Maybe who ever rescued me was downstairs, I got out of the bed and made my way towards the door.
I stopped and mentally hit myself.
I didn't want to thank my rescuer with smelly breath.
I mad my way to the bathroom which already had a toothbrush and toothpaste waiting for me.
I washed my face and looked into the mirror.
I smiled at my reflection and went downstairs.
The house was big as in three story big.
So far I didn't see anyone, suddenly I heard soft humming coming from the lounge.
I hesitantly went into the lounge and stopped in my tracks.
On the couch...laying down...was a girl...not just any girl...but those popular girls you had in school...the ones guys went crazy over.

"Staring is rude," she said breaking my chain of thoughts.

"I...uh...um sorry," I said.
She sat up and gave me a half grin,"Good to see you awake."

"Who are you?" I asked eyeing her suspiciously.

She gave a short snort,"You are the one who wakes up in a strange room...and you ask me who I am? Wow!"
Uh...duh.
I didn't know who she was, so of course I would ask.
She got up from the couch and walked up to me.
Wow!
She was beautiful.

"Listen now that you're awake, tell your friends to stop worrying," she said,"I don't think I can stand another second around mopping grown ups."
I gave her a huh? Look.
She sighed on irritation and rolled her eyes, she was about to say something but the sound of footsteps coming downstairs made her stop and smile,"Tyson, you're awake."
Tyson?
Tyson?
TYSON?
My eyes were literally popping out of my eye sockets.
He came downstairs and stopped by us.

"Give us some space," he told the girl.
She did as she was told, but before she left she have Tyson a seductive smile.
What the...!
When she left, Tyson looked at me making me feel like punching him, hugging him...I had mixed emotions.
It seemed as if he was finding it hard to talk.

"I don't know if I'm dreaming or not," I said," I hope I am cause you're supposed to be in Spain."

"I wasn't even gone for that long, but you managed to get yourself into serious trouble," he said shaking his head.

"Don't you dare shake your head at me." I snapped," I don't need your help nor your pity. I was doing just fine before you and your gang and your girlfriend arrived! I was handling the situation."

He looked at me and laughed,"Handling the situation. You almost got shot for crying out loud!"
Oh...so he did catch me before I fell...my mind didn't play tricks on me.
Good to know.
But why was he back...did he turn down the offer?
No...he couldn't have.
Phone, I needed a phone to call Tanya.
To let her know I was fine.
I looked around me and spotted a phone in the kitchen, I limped to it and started dialing her number.
Unfortunately Tyson grabbed the phone from me and put it down.

"What is wrong with you!" I snapped.

"You can't call anyone," he said.
You have got to be kidding me!

"Why the hell not?"I demanded.

"No one must know you are alive," he began, making me want to seriously punch him,"Until this mess has been sorted - you will be living here. As far as the world is concerned, you have disappeared from the face of the earth."
What!
What was going to happen if the police found out that I was alive and still in the city?
My life was being ruined right before my eyes.
He was crazy!

I walked past him and he held on to my wrist. I glared at him,"Let go of my wrist. I am going upstairs to get my back pack and I'm leaving...don't try to stop me."

"Courts....open your eyes. You are wanted by the police and the gangs. If you go- you're dead," he said worry written all over his face.
I so desperately wanted to wipe the worry off his face, I wanted to be close to him again...but I couldn't.
I couldn't.
Who would have thought that I - Courtney Jacobs, a girl who is quiet, a girl that loves her crazy friend, a girl that hates violence - would be wanted by the police and merciless gangs?
It's really ironic if you think about it.
I sat one of the kitchen chair and buried my face in my hands.
What was I going to do?
There are moments in life where you feel so useless and helpless...that's how I felt.
But ten times worse.
If only I had called the police when I saw Bob's car...none of this would have happened.
None of it...but I decided to be a hero, look how good that turned out.
Not.
Was my mom going to hate me for this?
Was she going to be afraid of me?
I was afraid of myself.

Hello guys. It seems as if we got a new devious character... Mhm.
Keep on reading to see how the story unfolds.
Dinela
Xoxo♥‼♥