I was hit by the feeling of nausea, feeling dizzy that I couldn't even stand on my feet. I sat on the ground, feeling the dirt on my hands, but not really caring much because I was about to throw up. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. I smell freshly trimmed grass and I guess I hear sprinklers. I slowly open my eyes and notice that I am holding something or someone. I almost forgot that Harold was the one who brought me here in a flash. I quickly look at Harold, who was looking at something ahead of him. I look in the direction he is looking at and I finally notice my surrounding.
I am in a very lonely park, the moon light shining on the rusty slides and swings. A slow breeze swooshes by, making the swings move a little which made a creaky noise.
"What- what the hell!?" I stammer, I couldn't really get out the right words from my mouth.
"How- I- house- Park? How did I-" I was freaking out by the situation here. My eyes start to well up and my vision gets blurry until the tears finally poured down my cheeks.
I just couldn't hold my tears back. I have no idea what's happening to my life. I snap my head towards Harold who is already watching me intently. I realised I was still holding his wrist, so I quickly pulled my hand out and stand up to face him. I am so tiny in front of him, which makes me feel self-conscious but I won't show any of it to make him feel satisfied.
"You were the one who was in my bedroom." I pointed out, finally the night coming fresh and clear. The mysterious hickey on my neck, the mysterious shadowed figure down the road.
"What are you talking about?" His voice deep as ever. God dammit! I just want to moan out loud by hearing his voice.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about." I said, glaring at him while he looks down at me with, amusement?
"And then in the school hallway. I am damn sure it happened." I said,
"What happened?" He asks,
"That thing." I said, almost getting flustered. This cheeky bastard is playing with me, but I won't let him win.
"Which thing?" He asked, and I look at his face, his face held no emotion.
"The- the heated situation you left me in!" I said frustrated, I am so frustrated at myself for behaving like this in front of a guy whom I have no idea about.
I look at him, me being completely flustered and his eyes holding some amusements. Then suddenly his eyes changed from being amused straight to being cold. If his darkest green eyes were Antarctica, I would've been frozen to death at this moment. I look deep into his eyes, refusing to look away and then I start to see some weird change in his eyes.
"Harry." A voice in my mind whispered, I immediately look away and blink several times. 'What just happened?' I thought to myself.
"You should go back home" he said, distracting me from my thoughts.
"Yeah I know and you are my ride." I said, crossing my arms.
"Goodbye Emily" he said to me by looking over his shoulder.
"Wha- wait!" I called out but he was just gone. Again. Just gone. As if he was never there.
I just sigh and look around the empty ground. I let out a scream of frustration while ruffling my hair and then close my eyes to calm down. I promise to kill Harold in his sleep when I get the opportunity because the guy is driving me crazy.
Thankfully the park wasn't so far from my home so I reached home by walking. I open the door and find my mum and Meg sitting on the couch with deep worry scowls. The sound of the door closing made their heads quickly snap towards me.
"Oh my God Emily, are you okay?" My mum springs out of the couch immediately and holds me. She was examining my whole face and then lets out a sigh of relief.
"You are okay. You are okay" She repeats the sentence as if she is convincing herself.
"I am okay, but are you okay?" I asked with a small forced out laugh.
"Yeah I am-" mum was cut off by a very scowling Meg.
"Okay!? You've been out for an hour!-" an hour? Really? Okay. "And you are asking us are we okay!? You can't really be serious right now." She said,
"I am sorry okay, I just went for a walk till the park." I said while tugging my hair.
"Oh yeah? Then why didn't we see you stepping out of the door?" Meg questions while her arms are crossed.
"Because- umm- well-" I nervously look around for reasonable answer and then I look at Meg. She raises brow and mum looks at me with confusion all over her face.
"I went out- when- umm- you people weren't looking." I said,
"Really? That's a very bad-" Meg was saying but then mum cut her off,
"Enough both of you!" She said, scowling at both of us.
"Em came back home safe. We should be appreciating that, other than quarrelling over how she went out." Mum lectured, we both nod our heads and I straight walk back to my room.
"We have to tell her the truth!" I heard Meg whisper shout to mum while I head back to room. I wanted to listen more but my mum's words that are carved inside my brain repeated continuously, 'You will come to know, when the time is right.' and for some reason, my brain is following it as an order.
I reach my room and was about lay on the bed when I noticed a piece of paper folded on my nightstand. It's yellow and torn, smells familiar and a very messy writing is drawn on it.
"Night baby doll" it said and obviously it's Harold. He is the only one calling me baby doll so far.
I crumple the founded piece of paper and shoot it towards the dustbin. Thankfully it straight went inside the dustbin. I lay on the bed and close my eyes but then I smelled something burning. I quickly get up and look around my room, my eyes fall on the dustbin and I quickly go to it. I see the paper burning to ashes, I quickly take the jug from my night stand and cease the fire. I close my eyes and take deep breaths, when I open my eyes and look down at the dustbin, I am engulfed with absolute confusion and surprise. There is literally nothing inside it. Like no note or nothing burned.
I just shake my head thinking that I am going crazy so I just head to bed not before I glance at the dustbin the last time. I lay on the bed, close my eyes and thankfully my sleep came faster than intended and I drifted off to darkness.
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Chapter nine coming tomorroooooow!
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