Hey, guys, chapter 23 is up. Chapter 24 is done and chapter 25. Working on chapter 27. Having ideas on 26. Etc etc etc. Past Chapter.
"Truth is ever to be found in simplicity, and not in the multiplicity and confusion of things."
-Isaac Newton
Read if you dare..
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"Do you trust me?" He asked again. I felt a sudden urge to say no after. But. His protection over me kinda seemed like I did. I pursed my lips. And nodded.
"Yeah, let's go."
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His walk was slick but tense. I watched how he crossed the street looking down at his watch as if someone was timing him.
Every time he looked down. His hold on my wrist tightened even more. I groaned the last time wincing.
Not only was the air grasping at my chest like if we were in a fight to win. The clouds started forming over us as well.
Crap ouch.
"Sir can you please stop holding me so hard," I said begging. He looked at me then stopped. His eyes were dull. Very dull. It looked almost as if he were about to pass out.
I widened my eyes don't get sick now.
"Sir," I said shaking him. He looked at me and then chuckled.
"Sorry I was thinking about something." He spoke huffing.
"What were you thinking about?" I asked unconsciously. His eyes crinkled only could mean one thing. He was smiling too.
"Little curious chap aren't we?" He asked rhetorically. Oh brother. A blush crept to my cheeks trailing down to an utterly cheeky smile.
Yet soon it all perished once he looked back at his watch.
"By the rate, we are going if you don't get in that black car over there you will be in a lot of trouble." He spoke.
"Well come on." He said.
Then my whole body froze.
"I.. I can't," I said solemnly.
'Never go into cars with strangers' My mother's voice came to mind.
"It's either you get in trouble or take the ride. It will only take 10 minutes."
I was biting my lip looking at the ground. Till I saw him looking, staring. He shut his eyes.
"Come on. We have to go." He said. Unconsciously I said yes. Consciously I said hell no. Now or never.
"Get in." He said from across the street. I ran across and examined his car. BMW It looked so slick it was black. It was pretty.
I didn't know how long I was staring till I saw him behind me. He opened the door.
"Go in." He said. I gave a grimace stepping in.Even the inside was so nice, heated. I felt good. I let out a breath.
He got his seatbelt on and everything. I sat just thinking.
"Put your seatbelt on." He said.
I wish I listened to that remark.
He stepped on the gas going so fast I hit the airbag. Surprisingly enough it didn't come out.He jolted to a stop.
"Next time." He unbelted his seatbelt reaching over me. Getting the belt on my side.
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The Stalker-- sorry My Stalker
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