The Chosen One (unedited)

Chapter 7

Picture of Blake

           

I had just made it to the road when a car came barreling down the street. I jumped back just as the car came to a screeching halt. The window rolled down and a voice rang out.

"Hey you Ok?" The voice was male. Before I could even answer, the driver opened his door and stepped out. I watched as he walked around the car towards me. He was very good looking, I thought I was going to go blind just by looking at him. It should be illegal to look that hot. With his rough features and messy hair. He waved his hand in front of my face.

"Hey you Ok?" He asked again concern in his voice. I snapped out of my trance and started blushing. Here he is trying to help me while I'm just checking him out.

"Um, yea?" It came out more as a question and he laughed.

"I'll take that as a no."

"No, I'm fine." I said clearer this time. He used his fingers to put his hair back, but it just popped right back out of place, making it look even messier.

"Good, why are you coming out of the woods anyways?" He asked curiously.

"No reason, why were you driving down the road like a psycho?" I asked him in return. He just shrugged.

"it's a good thing I didn't hit you, it'd be a shame to run down a pretty girl like you." He peered at me through hooded eyes.

"Yes, very good, I should get going though." Did he just call me cute? Was he flirting with me? Oh man I need to get out of here. I took a step back in the direction I was originally going.

"Do you need a ride anywhere?"

"No?" Again, it came out as a question, what is wrong with me?

"You seem very confused, are you sure you're Ok?"

"Yes."

Suddenly I started feeling light headed and couldn't stop swaying on my feet. Before I could make sense of what was happening I passed out. The last thing I saw was the stranger catching me.

I woke up with a slight headache and no idea where I was. I sat up slowly and looked around, I was in a room, in a bed. OMG! I've been teen-napped. Not bothering to spare the room another glance I jumped out the bed and ran for the door. I got there just as it opened, it ended up smacking me in the face and knocking me on the floor. OUCH.

"I'm sorry are you Ok?" I looked up and saw the guy from the road standing in the doorway.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I live here." Oh right.

"What am I doing here?" That's the right question.

"You passed out when I was talking to you... and since I don't know where you live I brought you here."

"OMG you teen-napped me!"

"I teen- what?" He asked confused.

"Teen-napped me, I mean I can't say kidnapped cause I'm not a kid so...." I trailed off because he was staring at me funny. Then he burst out laughing. Usually kidnappers were more aggressive, not laughing. He needs to read the handbook again.

"Are you done now?" I asked when he still didn't calm down.

"Y-yes." He started wiping imaginary tears from his eyes.

"Good, do you mind telling me your name?"

"Oh, yea my name is Dylan and you are?"

"Ashley, how far are we from the road I passed out on?"