The Rescue

Mind

Even after we left the library the image of Daniels angered face never left my mind. The way his eyes lingered on my body before returning to my face scarred me.

I lay in bed replaying the whole day.
Library. Adam. Daniel. Brandon. I couldn't tell him where I was, I mean do I even know where I was? I decided on waiting but it happened again. I saw the contorted face through the shelves and I couldn't bear with it. I left.

I get up to walk down stairs in my red silk top and black shorts the coldness of the floor pricks my toes. I find my way into the kitchen settling on leftover pizza. I eat while enjoying the rhythms of old rock and jazz. Currently playing Louis Armstrong's Potato Head Blues. I pick up my cell phone and swipe at the picture of me and Brandon in New York City. I scroll through my contacts until I find his name and begin typing.

To: Brandon
From: Lynn

Hey ya loon, about today... do you know anything about the new guy uh Daniel? It's kinda important so let me know. Hugs and Kisses :)

I pressed send. I figured it would be awhile before I heard back from him so I put in a terrific movie. Deadpool. I've only watched it a couple hundred times already but who's counting. 

Finally my phone lit up, I grabbed across my pillows, and located it. Once I swiped right to read it it was from an unknown number.

From: Unknown

Well, don't you look beautiful in red. It brings out the colour of your eyes. You really shouldn't leave your window unlocked and the curtain open for strangers.

I quickly dashed across my room and locked the window also before the rain started. Just then my phone rang again making me jump in fear. I looked at the message and let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

From: Brandon

Not much only that he transfered here because he was expelled. Something about over-excessive stalking. Why is something the matter boo?

A small smirk pulled at my lips when he referee to me as "boo" but fell in a horrible relization.

I ran to close my curtains but not before seeing the devilish smirk and chocolate eyes watching me from the sidewalk in front of my house.