Destiny

CHAPTER 2

I woke up to an unfamiliar place. It was really dark except for a single bulb hanging from the ceiling. The walls were really dingy. It looked like I was in some kind of cell. But what had I done? to deserve a place in here?. Looking back to the past years of my life I think I lived it in a fairly decent kind of way. My friends always said that I was compassionate, benevolent, considerate, kind-hearted and that I can never even hurt a fly.

I sat with my back to the dingy walls and sighed. Until I heard voices from outside and rattling of the door and I got up to my feet immediately. I backed towards the wall even more, terrified for my life. What are they going to do to me?

The door to the cell opened and in walked five men. All dressed in black suit.

I was about to question them about their motive for kidnapping me but stopped myself when I saw them bringing.. what? Another prisoner?

They somewhat shoved him inside and left, locking the cell, without uttering a single word.

I stood there staring at the door, trying to figure out what was actually happening when I heard a throat clear from my left.

I turned towards the stranger. And I stared. What? Why am I staring? Realizing my mistake I averted my eyes, a blush covering my cheeks. The stranger was a fine piece of art. With 6 foot tall figure and a body that would make girls swoon. But what captivated me was his eyes. Chocolaty! My favourite. He was wearing a black shirt with folded sleeves and blue jeans. He was just standing there, clutching his left upper arm which was covered in blood. My eyes widened seeing the amount of blood.

"What happened to your arm?" I asked a little nervously.

He grunted something and sat down.

Thinking that he doesn't want to answer I too sat down. But then I heard a deep voice speak, his voice was so melodic that I almost melted right there.

Control yourself! I scolded myself. Here I am trapped in a cell and all I can think is about this handsome stranger.

"I had a little action with the guards outside. It is nothing, it will heal in sometime"

I looked at his bloody arm and had a sudden urge to help him. I unwrapped the scarf from around my neck.

"You should wrap this around your arm to stop the bleeding", I said softly, feeling shy suddenly.

He looked at me and then at the scarf for a moment, like mentally debating himself. But eventually took the scarf from my hand.

We were now sitting opposite each other. Both of us leaned with our back towards the wall. The cell was really small.

"Do you have any idea why we are here?" I found myself asking him, even though I was sure he was as clueless as I was.

He shook his head, his eyes closed.

I took this as an opportunity to admire him. He was really beautiful, not in a girly way, I couldn't seem to take my eyes off him. As if sensing my eyes on him, his eyes snapped towards me.

"I am Emily Wilson. And you are?" I asked him. He just stared at me for a few moments, then looking away he muttered.

"Evan Carter"

After that there was just silence.