Faker

Chapter Two

There he was. The person who chased me. My heartbeat quickened as his hand came towards my face. I flinched and fumbled out of the bed. I crawled into a corner and hugged my legs. How was I comfortable with him touching me earlier? I squeezed my eyes closed when I heard footsteps come towards me. The man lifted my chin and told me to me to open my eyes. I was puzzled.
" I could have sworn you had green eyes. " I muttered under my breath. They were noe a shade of brown, almost black as coal. His eyes darkened even more.
"Well you saw wrong." He stood up and offered me a hand. I just stared at it before rejecting it, and pushed myself up. I didn't realize I was shaking until he touched my arm. I hissed in pain when he touched my bruise. He immediately let me go.
"Shit, I'm so sorry! This is all my fault. Let me take you to the doctor. Or get you food. Please let me do something." He looked into my eyes. All I saw was pity.
Suddenly I got a rush of courage and confidence.
"I can do it myself." I sneered and he backed up. I looked at his eyes and I swore they flickered green before going back to the dark brown.
"No please let me." He begged.
"You chased me in the woods. You kidnapped me. You bruised me. You made me cower in a corner. Please just leave me be."
I stood tall and limped to the bathroom. I locked the door just in case he tried to follow me. After ten minutes, I walk out of the room to the bed. Just as I climb into the tall monstrous bed, something caught my eye that was sitting on the night stand. It was a note.

Dear Devan,
Please eat something. The kitchen is to the left and down the stairs. Ask Miss Kylie if she would make you something. Or make something yourself, which ever make you more comfortable. Then come to my office. It's three doors down from this room. I would like to talk to you, please.
       Sincerely, Dallen
"So that's his name," I said while following the directions on the paper. When I get to the doors that supposed to lead to the kitchen, I stop. I look at my hand and realize I'm still shaking. I try to calm down but I can't. I guess I'll meet Miss Kylie with the shivers.
I slide to door into its little pocket. Dang I was right! Everything in this house is super sized! The island itself has to be at least 8 feet long. The kitchen is decorated in such a way that I can't call it homey nor can I call it modern. It has marble counters with dark stained wood cabinets. It had those top counter and above them are a shelf full of different Knick knacks.
"About time you show yourself," an older woman said.
I whip around and look to see who it is. A woman is there. She seems to be in her early 50's. I tuck my hair behind my ear and clear my throat a little.
"Hi, I'm Devan. I don't really know why I'm here, but a man named Dallen left me this."
I take out the note from my pocket and and it to her. She smiles at me and shakes her head.
"Dallen already told me. So, what do you think about having Alfredo?"