Michelle, just finished high school and has to babysit the school's jock, Jason and his sister, Raile before going to college.
What happens when a mysterious case leads to Michelle's lost.
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On getting to the venue of the party, it already announced itself. There were lights spoilt all over the mansion and the present wheather was giving the light more effect. It was totally beautiful. I was busy starring at my surroundings that I didn't even notice Blake stretching his hands forward for me to take. Smiling, I took it and whispered 'thank you' to him.
Cars were scattered all around the neighbourhood and some were parked at the driveway of the mansion, Blake must have noticed my awedness and he swung an arm around my shoulders like he was giving me a shield of protection. With totally nothing to say, I smiled.
Stepping into the mansion was a total different story for another day, every thing was beautiful. Starting from the decorations, there were tables scattered and topped with long glass flower vases and inside the vases were red flowers - all red. What was this party about anyway. I gently tapped Blake on the shoulders and whisper-yelled in his ear "What are we celebrating?" All he did was look down at me and smile. That was strange.
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All over the place, I could see women and young ladies all in dresses, and also I could see elderly men and young guys, in their tux, Blake wasn't an exception. He was putting on a classic black and white tux, with a black tie that hugged his body in every way possible, his hair was slightly different, it was more like he was trying a new style and it did suit him well.
Never had I thought of Blake in such a way but I must confess, he was looking really hot. Right now I was really praying to God, I was appreciating Him, for the life of Becca, and that was because she didn't allow me to wear what I intended, if only I did am very sure I would have melted like butter a very long time ago, even if this heels were killing me practically I was still thankful that I didn't wear the sneakers I had planned on wearing or else...
From the corner of my eyes I could see some young ladies gawking at Blake and there was a pang in my chest- what was that for? I was dragged by Blake to the backyard patio and he sat me down on one of the chairs.
"So what are you celebrating? Who is even celebrating the party" I questioned becoming more suspicious for unknown reasons. All he did was to smirk, this attitude was finding a way to piss me off. "Really am serious" I said and my voice found a way to get higher. I knew he was corky but he hadn't shown that trait for a long time now and I was happy with it that way. " calm down Mitch, you're panicking way too much, you are definitely in safe hands and you know that." I actually knew that, but why was I turning to a nervous reck.
Time had passed, drinks had also passed without me even taking a sip of one of them, If only Becca was here with me, I would have been drunk by now.
"Are you having fun?" Blake asked grinning from ear to ear. Am I having fun? I inwardly questioned myself before facing the waiting Blake. "
Kinda" I answered with a shrug.
"Don't worry, very soon you will have to change your answer, I promise you." He actually sounded promising, was that supposed to get me excited, 'cause if it was it didn't work out as he planned. Shortly after a voice echoed in the whole room "Please let us all move to the dance floor for the first dance" are you kidding me? I didn't come here to participate in this. I hate ball dance!
"Would you like to dance with me?" Blake questioned. As much as I wanted to say no, I just couldn't get it out of my mouth and that was really annoying because I had to go through so much pain after my decision. I am on heels for Christ sake! "No problem" trust me when I say I am mentally crying right now. The dance floor was already crowded with smiling and glittering people all dancing and beside them I felt very small. I later saw a guy with a face mask then turned to Blake who was also wearing a mask "What's up with the mask?" I asked but didn't get an answer. Few minutes into the dance I saw about four different men all in the same mask as Blake's, and also In the same hairstyle as Blake, for some reasons unknown to even myself I was becoming scared, so scared I didn't even notice when I was being passed to another partner to dance with. After like a minute of dancing with an anonymous person we had to switch partners again, and I landed with a mask guy. Which one is Blake? ?
Close to eight minutes of switching dance partners I finally settled on one mask guy which I really hoped was Blake. "Blake?" -no answer "Blake please talk to me, what's going on? " - still no answer Mr mask guy pulled me through the crowd and that gave me peace cause I knew it was Blake.
"So are you gonna tell me what's wrong now, Blake?" Why was I becoming scared again, I suddenly felt like this wasn't Blake "You are not Blake are you!" " hey Mitchy, it's me... Jason" and I gasped, at the mention of that name I became weak, all my history came back to my memory like it was just yesterday. I didn't even want to hear anything right now from him and I began walking with my back slowly just to run away from the monster that I always wanted out of my dreams. I was about to make an upturn and run for my dear life but talk about slow....that is what I am, he easily grabbed my wrist and he yanked me to the ground "Where do you think you are going, I lost you once and I am never going to lose you again" I wanted to ask what he meant by that, because if I remember clearly five years ago he wanted me to leave his life, he frustrated me out of his life and now he is telling me about losing me.
"Let me go Jason you're hurting me" I cried as his grip on my hand became tighter "Never" he growled in my ear, when did he even become this close to me?? I saw a shadow pass in the light and I decided to scream for help because I was scared to death right now, what did I say about slow? I couldn't even scream just because I was a really slow person after five years. He closed my mouth with his fist, placed a pocket knife by my neck and whispered in my ears "Scream and you are dead". Who wouldn't keep shut after that? Not me.
Hey people, i know it has been ages since i published Well i am really sorry for that. There were quite a number of things going on like resumption, exams and most especially LAZINESS. It is a destroyer of life guys. Well i am here now so you would see more of me
