Revealed

18. Solane

When I wake up, we're still driving. I don't think the guy next to me knows I'm awake though. I try to look at his face clearly. Although he's a thief, everything I don't need in my life, and a complete ass, he's so beautiful. Literally, how is he not a male model?

"Staring is rude," he says while smirking. I immediately blush and hide my face. He used my own words against me. That's so embarrassing.

"No need to pretend like you weren't interested. I do that to all the girls." He laughs.

I sit upright and fix my shirt properly so it's not wrinkled. I'm feeling much better than I was a few hours ago.

"Well lucky for you, I'm not interested." Lie. I'm not not interested but I'm also confused about what I'm feeling for him. "I want answers. First of all, who are you and how did you know my name?"

The guy runs his free hand through his hair and replies in a deep voice, "My name is Jeremy Thorne. And... honestly, I don't know what to tell you about myself. I... don't really show or.... tell anyone.. Anything." Jeremy appears very nervous while speaking. I wonder why?

"Um anyways... I knew your name cuz your friend on the phone said it."

I set my mind back to yesterday. Then it makes sense.

"So basically, you were the one who ended the call and stole the phone?"

Jeremy rubs his hand behind his neck. Why is he so nervous if he was able to hold a gun up to an innocent person and rob them with no care?
He nods in response to my question.

"Why did you take me?" I say in a very demanding tone now.

Then Jeremy does something very weird. He parks the car and turns his whole body towards me. As he looks in my eyes, my whole body feels chills. Fear maybe?

"I'm going to give you the truth. I'm not really good at that... so bear with me."

He sounds so sincere, so real. It's convincing and like all of his protective layers just shed off and only the last fragile layer is left. He sighs in attempt to calm himself down. We hold eye contact for a good three seconds before he breaks away. He must feel intimidated by me. After all, I can get him in so much trouble and at the same time, I can save him a lot of trouble.

"At first, I was just in it to get money... but then, when I tried to rob you, something just made me..." He's hesitant to continue. I want to hold his hand and comfort him, but I only barely know this boy and he literally just kidnapped me. I have to stop bringing that up though. I can tell he has better intentions.

"Something about you just.... is different.. So, I followed you into the library. I don't know what made you come over to me, but it feels like that was supposed to happen?"

Is he asking me a question or telling me? What was he feeling? Most people would think 'Love', but no, love is for people who have feelings and are aware of what goes on around them. Love is an excuse to want to be held down by someone. My mom must have told me she "loved" me when I was a kid, but if she really did, I wouldn't be in this car right now, and my life would be so different.

"Let me get this straight. You tried to rob me and failed, but then ended up wanting to know.. More? So you stalked me, ran away from me when you had the chance to know me more, and then planned my kidnapping, while not really thinking it through. And on top of that, you don't know who you are and all you can actually tell me is that your name is Jeremy. Did I get everything?" I make myself seem very menacing.

Jeremy blinks surprised a few times and then quickly turns to face forward while replying with a shaky, "Yea.. that sounds about right." The car moves again.

"And let me guess. You don't actually know where we're going, do you?"

Jeremy shakes his head so fast that I almost don't see it. Now I'm getting annoyed.

"God, do you even know where we are?!" I practically scream and it catches Jeremy by surprise because he jumps a little. I take that as a 'No'.

Fed up with all the current events, I climb into the back seat. Nobody says a word. I know Jeremy is lying for a fact. I'd bet my life on it. If he wants to keep secrets, two can play that game.

About two hours of driving and silence goes by. Then, I speak up.

"If you're gonna kidnap me, then I at least need food and clothes." Jeremy nods. "Sure. There should be a mall around here somewhere."

"I thought you didn't know where we were."

"I never said I didn't. You just assumed it because I didn't answer you."

What kind of sick mind game does this boy think he's playing?! He thinks he can just make me look like the dumb one and get away with it?! Hell no. I'm going to pounce back right now, but I'm definitely going to get him back.

Soon enough we pull up at a mall. It might as well be the whole neighborhood! As we walk inside, I notice how all the stores were designer and high in ratings. I'm practically drooling in all the luxury.

"Not use to first class I see." Jeremy points out while laughing. I looked over at him and roll my eyes. Trust me, I'm saving up to really get him where it will hurt.