Falling Bad

6- Confusing

I had walked a great way into being lost and now I can't find the actual way.

What if he told me to go the wrong way? Maybe he just wanted me to get more lost so that he could easily kill me and depose my body quietly.

I got scared at my own thought.

I shouldn't have done it. Why the hell did I trust him?

My phone had died since I couldn't care about charging because I don't go out. I found a small door in and saw a light in the far corner of it. I went in and walked towards the light. I went through the door and was relieved to see a familiar atmosphere. I heaved a sigh.

"Took you long to find the way out." I jumped at the voice behind me. I met the same blue suit. I took two steps away and looked at his face. Every time. Why does he have to be such a wall? Honestly, I'm not complaining about his height because I love that in a man, but as for him; It's annoying.

"What? You following me?" I asked.

"Not exactly, but, are you really dumb or direction is not one of your senses?" He laughed.

Not again. No. He has to stop laughing at me. I was angered by his words but his smile was too cute I almost stared.

"No. I'm actually good with direction. It's just that when I'm being followed by a crazy stalker I have a hard time." I tried to come back. guess I failed.

He took a step, bent down taking his face close to mine.

"Better be careful then." He smirked. Damn. Yep, I failed, but why does it feel good just because of a damn smirk.

"Cuz I'm thinking of stalking full time." I was so close to letting my guard down, but managed to look away saying "whatever."

He straightened himself and turned to go the other way. I kept my eyes away from him. He walked a bit away and turned,

"by the way, you look good tonight." I was weakened by that and was surprised.

What is this? Is he bipolar? He definitely is. Now I'm 100% sure of that. One minute he's trying to kill me, the other he's complimenting?

When I looked he was already out. I went out a few minutes later to find all my colleagues worrying outside. I simply explained that I got lost. Apparently, they had waited for me for an hour. Some of the male colleagues were furious but stayed quiet, others just hurried to go eat because they were starving.

Typically males wanted to go to a burger place but the females, except me wanted a light meal place. I'm much of a burger girl than a salad one. Because I run, I didn't care about the calories and also I used to be big. I didn't care about getting fat either. So my vote broke the tie and it was decided we'd go to a burger place where we could have salad or a light meal as well.

Finally, we found a great but small restaurant. It was to pay and eat a type of restaurant. The guys were quick to order heavy meals, whereas the girls took time to compare calories and price. I was the last, so I told them to go sit while I order and join them. The menu was on a big brown wall. I scanned the menu and quickly ordered a burger, fries and a coffee.

I know it's weird but coffee is a must for me after every meal. Even in the morning, I crave caffeine. And I've long stopped having cola or any kind of soda. I paid and walked towards others when a familiar figure passed me.

What the heck?

I quickly sat with my colleagues and pretended not to know him.

"Wow! That guy is so hot." One of the youngest girls in our group spoke and everyone turned their eyes to him. I went and sat at the other end of the table. I was keeping my bored straight face when one of us said,

"He came to our School. I remember him from our kid's showcase." And another said, "Ah. Yeah yeah. What was his name again?" One by one tried many names, "S....S..." "Sean." "Shane." "Samir." "Samuel."

"Sam," I said becoming annoyed with the names. "Ah! Yeah." I rolled eyes mentally, at myself. I remember his name!
"You think he'll recognize us?"
"I don't think so."
"I heard he's loaded and helps people a lot." Yeah! More like he helps them go to heaven. He kills and is egoistic. He thinks his money could get anything and everything.

One by one started discussing him. The more they talked more I got annoyed. Because apparently, the rumor is that he's an angel straight from heaven and he has a golden heart. Gold! My foot! What a show-off. I heard from them, so they are rumors to me and I tend not to believe them.

And suddenly one  said, "hey hey, he's coming over here." I looked up to see his figure approaching our table and his eyes fixated at mine. I quickly looked down and covered my face with my hand. Right then the timing was bad. My food has arrived. I had to raise my head. I thanked the waiter.

He gave me a polite smile and asked, "Do you need anything else, ma'am?"

"I ordered a coffee as well."

"I'll bring it right away ma'am."

He threw me amorous smile. I could tell by the way his eyes looked into mine. I gave him a small smile before turning to my meal. By then almost everyone had gotten their meal, and half of them are eating. I raised my eyes to see him standing in front of our table staring at me.

"Oh! Hello Mr. Sam. It looks like you've recognized us." One of the guys said giving his hand in for a shake. He was taken away. His eyes moved away.

"Oh! Ahhhh... Hello." He said.

"You came to our school's showcase." The guy said.

"Oh! Yeah yeah." His voice meant he had long forgotten us and is confused now.

"We're the teachers of that school." The guy went on explaining.

"Oh, yeah yeah. How can I forget!" He said and looked at me.

"The teachers." He pointed to me,

"I was sure I'd seen her somewhere and was wondering how come she's so familiar."

I was nibbling on my fries and almost choked. Everyone's eyes turned to mine. I looked at him.

"May I join you?"

Before I object he had sat down and gotten comfortable with all the colleagues. I quietly had my meal without caring about his often stares and whenever he'd mention me, I either kept silence or had a big bite and let others talk for me. How stupid I looked whenever I did it.

Right, when I finished eating the waiter came with the coffee and placed it near my plate and a paper napkin under it. He smiled and brushed his fingers slightly on the napkin and took my now empty plate away with the other empty plates. I slowly took the napkin to see what was obvious, his number and his name.

A smile left my mouth unknowingly because of his oldest trick in the book. I had decided not to even care, way before and knew he'd do this. I slowly sipped my coffee and while doing that my eyes slowly took courage to look at Sam. He was fuming. His eyes were becoming red and it was another obvious fact that he's angry. I'm sick of his mentality. Why would he be angry? What did I even do?

I kept my cup down and looked at others, to see everyone had realized and was shocked by it.

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Enjoy reading my imagination.

Love,

Writer.