My Silly Mistake

Part Four

Emma's POV

I sit up immediately placing my hand on my stomach as I hear it grumble.

Oh Lord...I can't be!

I look around. I didn't really get the time to admire the room I find myself in. The place is actually beautiful..... Looks like a condominium to me. 

I get up, walking towards the window. I look up in the sky counting the stars. It's been two days...two days since I left home. I'm so worried sick about Joan. She might think I also left her alone like our parents did. She'll hate me.

I feel the tears tugging at my eyes, threatening to spill any minute. This is all my fault. I should never have slept off....no I should never have agreed to go to that mall. That way by now I would have been at home....with my sister.

My stomach grumbles causing me to squeeze my eyes shut in anger.

It should just shut up already. I back away from the window gasping loudly as I bump into someone.

Mark!

I scoff. "Do you have to stand so close?"

He places his hand on his chest, his eyes widening as he feigns hurt.

Drama King.

"Sorry....would have done the trick" he tells me.

"No....not when the harm was done on purpose" I shoot back.

He sighs giving up.

He's the only one I've seen in here so far. Is he the only one staying here?

I let my curiosity get the best of me. "Do you live here.. On your own?"

He smiles. "No kid"

I scowl. "Stop calling me that!"

He chuckles, looking up at me. "Oh...you don't like it? Tell me your name then "

Oh....now I get it. He's such an idiot. He wants to know my name. That's why he calls me kid....just to push my button. Well, I'm not telling him.

"I won't" I say, finality in my voice.

"Suit yourself kid, and no...I live with my brother" he winks at me.

Oh heavens!

Maybe I could ask his brother when I see him. Maybe he'll agree to take me back.

I sit back on the couch as Mark stands before me. "He'll be here before midnight"
He says.

I nod my head. Mark hurries and leaves quickly coming back with something in his hands. "Here"

I look up, my eyes falling on his outstretched hand. A burger.

I thank him and take the plate from his hand, careful enough not to let our skin touch....... I don't want that.

He seems to notice my actions and laughter erupts from his mouth.

"Don't worry, I don't bite. K-"

"Emma" I interject. I don't want him to call me that. I'm not a kid.

He laughs giving me a small smile. "Emma" he repeats just a little slower.

I tear my gaze from him...the awkwardness was just eating me up.

"Yeah" I breathe out.

I hear him chuckle and don't feel his presence anymore.

His brother should just hurry up.

Hey guys!!! I know this chapter is short but DW...I'll make it long next time. Next one she'll be meeting Mr. Blackwood.

Ilya😊😊😊😁