His Intentions and Her Innocence

Chapter 1- The Meeting

  The library is quiet, only a few people remained for its close to midnight. Some are students studying, some are old couples reading newspapers. It's a perfect place to hide away. No judgemental eyes, no gossiping girls. It's just mine. I know the library like the back of my hand. I spend most of my days here. Reading, writing, escaping the real world. It's a way to forget all of my problems. Being away from home is what keeps me sane.
  Sleep is about to take over my body and mind when I hear a phone chirp.  I turn over my phone and there are no notifications. I look around, everyone has left except a library assistant. Her gray eyes and thin cracked lips don't seem phased by the sound. I blame the sound on my sleep deprived brain. Seconds later there's another chirp.
  I get up out of my hard plastic chair, my back aching. I start looking around the book shelves and tables. Then I see it. A small black flip phone wedged between two dusty books. I move the books and pick up the heated phone. Its unlocked. I look closely and my heart stops.

Are you coming or not?

Hello?

Listen, we don't have time to mess around

It's done

And you need to take care of the body

 
I drop the phone. I can't even fathom what I just read. What do I do? Do I turn it in?  Do I reply?  Before my minds decides, I pick back up the phone and my fingers start to type. Ignoring my minds requests to throw the phone and let it break.

What's the address?

This could change my life forever. Hell who am I kidding. This will change my life forever.

****

3497 Birkham rd

Before I know it I'm in my car and entering the address into my phone.
  My hands are shaking as I make my last turn of the journey. An old rotting abandoned factory comes into sight. The charcoal paint is peeling off the walls, graffiti covers large portions of the huge building. There are many windows, some broken, some hold spider webs with intricate designs.
  Something is pulling me towards the building. It's an indescribable feeling.
  I give in and head into the darkness.
  I reach the broken door of the factory and look in. There is a man wearing all black, he's tall, at least 6'3.  His body is muscular, which makes me wonder why he needed help with a taking care of a body.
  I step inside and instantly the man spots me.

"Who the fuck are you?"

I freeze. God what was my plan? Why the fuck am I here?! I turn to run but he has already reached me. He grabs my wrist with a tight grip and digs his fingertips deep into my skin. I wince and jerk my head to look at his face.
  Holy shit.
His hazel eyes pierce into mine. I study his features, he's flawless. He has olive skin and dark black hair. His sharp jaw line is covered with light stubble. His lips, his god damn lips. They are plump and pink. He looks around my age, about 17. Finally I snap out of it.

  "Let go of me!" I yell at him as I snap my wrist out of his grip. His face softens and he let's go.

  "I'm sorry. But you need to go, you can't see this. How did you find this place? Do you know Chris?"

  "I... I found this phone in the library." I whisper as I take the phone out of my pocket and hand it to him.  He takes it and curses under his breath.
"I'm sorry you had to see this. You can't be involved. You need to go now."

"I'm sorry. I just didn't know what to do. I came here on a whim and I-"

"Hey, stop rambling. It's okay, you just need to go now. If you leave now you will survive. Go."

  I turn around and start walking to the door. My hands are shaking and I can barely balance. Something is stuck in my head and my curiosity gets the best of me.
  "What's your name?" I spit out.       "Ethan"
  Ethan. So simple yet I know this man will change my life. I came here for a reason. A reason I can't yet explain.