Wake Up, Reality's Calling

Chapter 2: Is he being serious?

There may be some strong language present.

I opened the door after standing outside for five minutes, pondering over the fact that I had just agreed to meet a stranger, who could possibly be a stalker, or a killer.

I dreaded the fact that I now had to act like everything in my life was fine. It's just too tiring.

As soon as I stepped in, the scent of coffee hit me in the face, and I felt the need to buy one if I was going to get through this.

"Hi, one medium straight black, please."

"Are you ever going to switch it up?" Said a voice behind me.

I quickly looked up and turned around. A man with black curly hair and icy blue eyes looked down on me. I stared into his eyes wondering how he knew.

He ordered his drink - iced coffee - and lead me to an empty table.

We were total opposites. He was tall, and I was short. He had light blue eyes, I had dark brown, with a dash of green. Oh, and we were also sitting opposite of each other. The only thing that was remotely similar between us, was that he had black hair, and I brown.

"Who are you?" I asked, this time hoping for an actual answer.

"Someone who you probably will want to listen to." He said, looking me straight into my eyes.

"What's that's supposed to mean?" I said, once again expecting an actual, normal answer, instead of the vauge bullshit that he was spitting out. "And what did you mean with 'I know what you're hiding'? "

He sat there quietly, and placed a file on the table, with my name on it. I stretched out my arm, about to open it. He slapped my hand and lifted up the file.

"Not yet" He said. I think he was trying to hide a smirk. Is he for real?

"Firstly, I need you to know that once you join us, you can't just walk out later." I think he was actually trying to be serious.

"Us?" I asked, now thinking if this was some practical joke. I mean what else could this be?

"Yes, we are an organization who can solve all of your problems, at a price. Just follow the rules, and you'll be fine." He paused, as if he was thinking about whether or not to say the last part.
"But if you don't accept, just forget that this ever happened." He looked at me with his puppy eyes, which were very enchanting. He tilted his head slightly, as if he was questioning if I was going to join or leave him right then and there.

I thought about what he just said, and then took a deep breath.

"Secondly?" I asked, curious to see how long this prank was going on for. I mean, there is no way that this is a real thing.

"Secondly, once you join, I will give you a package. This will provide you with information and a pill. You won't be able to do this without swallowing that pill." He laid my file, and a yellow package right infront of me, and then continued. "Now, in your file, you will see what we know about you, and how to fix the problems you have. For example, those papers laying on your desk in your bedroom."

I jolted up. How in the hell did he know about those?

"Open it and find out." He said, it was as if he was reading my mind.

I placed my hand on the file, ready to open it. I was scared, but opened it.