Always And Forever Mine

Chapter 5

Thankfully dad worked late tonight so he wouldn't notice me not going straight home after school. I didn't tell him I was going to Slater's house. He would pull his hair out and have my brother come pick me up, or pick me up himself. I told no one actually. I just walked straight to his house after school. Thinking of it now, I should have let someone know where I would be. I mean what if something happened?

"Seriously Ana, what's going to happen?!?" I said to myself.

I knew nothing about Slater. I didn't know who he was, who his family was, when was his birthday, his favorite color. Nothing! Now I'm heading over to his house not knowing a thing but his name and his address. What if he turns out to be some crazy psycho killer.

"Your letting your imagination get out of control." I said to myself.

I mean he is mysterious. I mean no one really knows anything about him. Not even detention teachers. He keeps to himself way too much and he's quiet. They always warn you about the quiet ones. The quiet ones are dangerous.

Maybe he just prefers to keep to himself. Not into having people know to much about him, but why? Maybe he has some like dark deep secret. Or maybe his family is like on the run. Maybe he's on the run. What if he and his family are in witness protection.

"You need to stop reading crime mysterious and watching SVU." I again said to myself.

I couldn't help but thing about Slater and figure out what his angle was. Why did he not socialize with anyone? Why does no one not know anything about him? Why is he such a mystery? What is so horrible about his life that he wants to make it seem as if he doesn't even exist?

I'm overthinking again. I usually do. The thing is I'm observant. I observe people and I'm usually good at figuring people out, but with Slater it's different. I can't figure him out. I know I haven't known him long but im pulling my hair out trying to figure out who he is. I mean he could just be anti-social or have social anxiety, but he doesn't seem nervous and twitchy around people.

Why is it so hard to figure him out? I stopped in my tracks realizing that I should have been at Slater's house. I looked around and could only see trees. tress and a kind dirt road leading into the woods. I saw a mailbox, but it was rusty and old and couldn't read the name on it. I looked around for minutes trying to figure out where I was.

"Where the hell is his house?" I muttered to myself.

Great so now I don't even know where Slater's house was. I swear it's like he wants to be hidden from the world. he's doesn't want to exist. I turned around and saw the dirt road. It seemed creepy and if this where a horror movie, the audience would tell you not to follow the dirt road.

I walked towards the dirt road and began to walk into the woods. I'm not sure why exactly I decided to follow the dirt road but it just felt right. The dirt road was kind and narrow. The smell in the air was musky and the sound of the twigs snapping beneath my feet made me cringe. It wasn't dark out but the whole idea of the woods freaked me out. I mean snakes lived here, spiders other various bugs. Even the crazy psycho killers live in the middle of the woods.

"Great think of crazy psycho killers while your in the middle of the woods." I yelled to myself.

"You looking for something?" a mysterious voice said behind me.

I jumped around my heart Beating a million miles per hour. I couldn't move or even scream I was paralyzed with fear. Why would I go into the middle of the woods alone. No one knows that I'm even here. If I go missing no one would find me or even know where to begin to search for me. All these thoughts hit me with in one second, but then I realized something. I realized who that mysterious voice belonged to. it was Slater Hale.