Mr.SexyFreak

Ch.15 "I'm Not Afraid"

On the previous chapter...

...my heart beat stops and apparently so do the girls' because we're staring at a Sam smiling and an Em smiling and a Mr.SexyFreak smirking from behind us, leaning in the glass wall.
Right behind us.
Beat.   Beat.            Beat.                   Beat.
We looked at each other.
We didn't want to turn and look behind.
But we did anyways.
Slow, slow, slowly.
And when we did, we screamed.

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Samantha's POV

It happened so fast. One second we were turning around, another second we were screaming and the next one we had fucking hot coffee spilled in our laps.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Danny and Em were screaming.
My legs felt on fire but I kept looking out for Mr.SexyFreak in all directions.

He was nowhere to be seen but the picture proved it. He was here. Right behind us.

Then I couldn't stand the burn so I took some of the napkins that Em had brought to the table to somehow clean the mess we did.

"What the heck happened!" Danny murmured since the entire coffee shop kept throwing curious glances at us.

"When we moved to turn ourselves, we must've somehow spilled them," Em answers somehow trying to figure what had happened.

I still felt the stare burning holes through the back of my head. Anywhere I looked though, he wasn't there. Anywhere I stared, he wasn't.

Yet I could still feel his stare and it was fucking driving me mad.

"We need to get out of here," I told the girls, "fast."

They nodded rapidly at me and we stood up to finish cleaning or at least attempting to.

Then we grabbed our bags and walked hurriedly towards the door turning around to say sorry to the workers and leave them a tip.

Then we were out the door before we could see their expressions.

"What now," Em whispers, she too looked at all directions in search of the horrible human being that only lives to be feared at.

"We could call a cab," I asked.

"You got change?" Danny told me and I searched through my bag.

Hopefully, I had.

Em was already calling for a nearby cab and Danny was in her phone, probably telling Luna and Drake about this whole evening.

My jeans looked like I peed myself and my face expression was shouting fear, fear, fear.

Then I saw him.

He was at the other side of the street, with a hoodie on but I knew it was him.

His face vas visible and his eyes staring right at me.

I gulped but what little confidence I had made me maintain the stare and with all I had in me my eyes narrowed at him.

He was shook.