What Could Go Wrong ?

Stranger.

Chapter 3

"How was school sweetheart?" My mother asks as soon as she gets home from work. I turn my full attention to her, watching as she puts her hand bag aside on the kitchen counter. "Well, it was interesting I guess. There's a transfer student and I'm supposed to do some project with him, so is it okay if he comes here sometimes?" She looks up from her phone, studying my face briefly. "Yeah, as long as I get to meet him first. It's okay."

"Cool." I shrugg my shoulders, it's not like I was worried that my mom wouldn't like him. He's not my boyfriend. "What's wrong honey?" She walks over to me, sitting beside me and wrapping her arms around me. I look at her in confusion, she looks at me as though I am lying. "Look Madzila,"I roll my eyes at that stupid nickname ,"I'm your mother, and if something is bothering you, you can tell me." She gives me a sympathetic look.

"I'm okay ma, I was probably stressing about math, you know I don't like that subject." I reassure her and snuggle closer to her. She smiles and kisses my forehead. "I love you Madison." She whisperes to me lovingly. "I love you too Mom."

After that we split. I went to do my homework and watch movies on my laptop while my mom kept herself busy with many work related phone calls and cooking us dinner.

"Dinner's ready!" She yells from the kitchen. I drag myself off my bed and make my downstairs to the kitchen. As I entere I could see my mom admiring her work. "There you go honey." She hands me a dish of lasagna. "Thanks Mom." I thank her as we both sit by the dining table to eat.

"You know Madison," She starts, sounding unsure of what she was about to say. "Your dad would have loved you so much if he wasn't gone." She speaks softly, looking at me with softened eyes. "He's gone now, it doesn't really matter." I play with my food, somehow losing all my appetite.

"I just want you to know, that everything he did was to protect us." I push my plate aside to give her my full attention. "It doesn't help that he's not here. So I don't really care." I say lowly, my voice almost breaking.

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes then breathes out softly as if trying to stop herself from crying. "He loves you, that's why he had to do what he did. There's just somethings that we can't avoid." I run my fingers through my curls, gently untangling them. "It really doesn't matter mom. A man that loves his family would do whatever it takes to keep them safe. I understand that." I say as I stand up and make my way to the door.

"But what I don't understand, mother," I turned my head to face her. "I don't understand how my father could still be alive but not with us. I know he's alive mother, I'm not stupid. I just don't understand why you're covering up for a man that ran away from his own family." Now my mom looks hurt and disappointed, but the disappointment wasn't directed at me. It was directed to herself. "Mady, I..." She looks down while combing her hands through her long hair.

"It's okay Mom. We'll talk about it when you're ready. I'm heading out for a bit. I won't take long." I say then walk out of the house, my heart in my throat.

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I have my motorcycle keys in my pocket, so I walk straight for the garage where my bike is situated. I choose not to use it most times but, what the heck. I might as well take it for a spin, just to clear my head.

I hop on it and drive off, without my helmet. I wasn't really worried, it felt good with the wind blowing through my curls.

Sometimes being free is all I want, nobody looking at me in a judgemental way, nobody feeling pitty for me because of my sad background, and finally no lies, lies that I had to grow up with and living in fear, fear of what the truth may be. Because sometimes the truth hurts, it hurts like hell.

Well tonight, right now I'm a free woman, all the adrenaline that I have been holding seems to be taking control of me. I am going really fast and it feels like I am flying. The breeze against my skin feels amazing and I feel as though I have electricity running through my whole body.

This, I could get used to. I guess I forgot how amazing riding on my bike made me feel. After a good ten minutes of "flying" I finally spot my destination and park my bike safely. I admired how quiet and clean the park was.

I scan the area, spotting someone sitting by the swing. I can't really tell who the person is apart from him being a guy, he is wearing a black hoodie that is covering most of his face and he has sweatpants with black vans.

I walk closer to him and still fail to see who it was, I guess it is getting a bit too dark for me to see who it was. As I am about to sit next to him I see a cigarette between his pointing and middle finger, looks like someone is having a rough day. I guess we could relate there buddy.

I sat on one of the swings and was thankful that this stranger didn't acknowledg my presence because I was in no mood to make conversation. It was very silent, but comfortable. I zoned out for a few minutes just thinking about how messed up my life really is. "What's bothering you?" I hear a very husky and sexy voice ask from beside me. Stranger didn't even bother looking at me. Not expecting the question or him actually talking to me, I stuttered from shock "W-what are you talking about?" I respond in a bored tone that just recovered from my moment of shock.

He makes no movement but talks so smoothly. "Why are you here?" He asks calmly, his voice just as smooth as the way he is talking. "So I have to have a reason for going to a Park now" I ask Stranger. "Yes, at least at this time." He responds.

"And if I have no reason? What then?" I ask him, trying to peek at his face. "Then I guess you are just stalking me."

I gasp playfully. "Excuse you, I don't stalk people. And for one, I don't even know who you are." I say with an accusing tone.

He stands up, his movements graceful. "So you think." Is the last thing I hear him say before he walks away.

I couldn't help but wonder what Stranger was on about. I decide to let it go and go back home since it is getting dark. It didn't take long to get back home and when I did, I headed straight to bed.

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