cuffed • g.d

6.

He was a mystery that needed solving, his eyes were like daggers as he stared into my soul from a distance. I tried to break the eye contact but I felt him approaching. Shit.
"C-can I help you?" I stutter, reaching my hands up towards the heaters warm air hugging my fingers.
He just looked at me and then put his hands up toward the heater. He was so close I could see the scar that lay under his beauty mark on his chin. He looked into my eyes, and gave an eerie smile then walked out. My heart started to beat so fast from the brief eye contact we shared. Fuck should I follow him? I don't have anywhere else to go or need to be. He looked so familiar... I got up and started towards the door. I saw him walking down the street about to turn the corner into an alley way. I jogged to catch up close enough to see where he was going but not close enough for him to notice. I walked a safe distance behind as he continued walking. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned his head to the left as if he felt my presence. I quickly hid behind the gunk covered dumpster next to me. he scoffed and continued to walk away. I wasn't going to follow him it was too risky. I turned back and headed towards dads house the cold attacked my nose making it a rose color but it didn't bother me. I was too busy thinking about that boy. It almost felt like he had been watching me for sometime and once he got closer he knew he'd blown his cover. I knew he was a mystery I was daring enough to solve.