Save Me

Chapter 2

OPEN THE WINDOW

" hello, who's there?" I opened the window just a crack. I'm pretty sure whoever it is could hear me, clearly. I'm trying really hard to see through the dark when I peeked my head, there are only dim lights from the garden lamps. I can't really see that properly. I jerked my head further, I heard heavy footsteps, heavy boots steps to be precise.

"Tara"

Oh shit. The window is opened wider, it's being pulled from my opposite position of where I'm standing. I know that voice, it sounds very familiar." Yeah...?" I answered. A black hoodie appeared right in front of me. I take a step back and tripped on my own pants, too long." are you okay?" its Josh. when he pulled his hoodie down I could see his face."no" I sighed getting back up on my feet." can I know why you're here?" he sighed. He let out a silent cough, " wait, How the fuck did you get here?!" thats the most important thing right now. Never yet anyone has ever manage to pass through Mark's super tight security system. Never. I'm beyond panic, if he knew this, I'm dead." you left these" he handed me my phone together with the earphone."but how-", "and this!" he pressed his expression at the word 'this'. showing me the spare key for the gate. "oh. shit" I sighed. I took my stuff back and place it on the kitchen island accept for my spare key. Josh was still standing outside waiting. I walked to the back door and stepped outside barefooted." its drizzling" his voice sounded sore and raspy. I nodded crossing my arm over my chest, its cold. I walked him back to the backyard of his house. As we reached the gate,"here, you need this" handing me his jacket. I'm really thinking of rejecting but my heart says the opposite, "thanks" I wore the hoodie.

Drizzles turning to rain, my feet are cold and my cheeks are burning red. He took a single step and into his backyard."bye" I simply said."good night" he hugged me. I smiled and blushed at thought of this weird situation I'm in. I watched as he walked back to his door and then I locked the back gate. I ran up to my room once I switched off and locked the front door.

"Good morning, honey get up!" Mom said through the door. I stretched and turned to my night stand on my right as my eyes fluttered open. My eyes widened. It's already half past 10. 10:30. I shot up from my lazy position and immediately reach for the door." Mom!" I sighed pinching the bridge of my nose." I know. You're late. It's okay, I didn't wake you up on purpose. Mark and I had another in mind that involves you following me to work. And later I'll send you to Mark's office for your check-up" mom walked into my room and place the towels that she was holding on my bed." And why?" I leaned against the door frame." Because you have to help me prepare for tonight's dinner" she walked out of my room." For who? Dinner?" I asked. I really can't recall anything from last night. One of the side effects of these stupid pills I took every night before bed." Mark's parents and his sister is coming tonight. Dinner has to be perfect" mom said." Yeah Muriel is a perfectionist" I remember that one for sure, I mean look at Mark. All perfectionist, his things has to be intact, his books has to be in order-not to mention his wardrobe, all his blazers and shirt has to be organized according to colours. I guess a psychiatrist has to act like that in order to restrain themselves from going 'coo coo'. I shrugged at the thought." Don't be rude" mom said as she walks away.

Dragging my feet towards the entrance of this big building owned by my step dad is just the worst even though it didn't turned as bad. My second monthly routine." Good day Mrs. Anderson. Here to see your father?" Amanda, one of this company's receptionist that is paid to give a fake and annoying smile."Step father" I correct her. I sigh." Is he here right now?" I added." Hold on a second. Let me inform him that you're here" she offered me a smile that I don't think so I'll ever return. Since she's always been giving me that pity look because you look like a 'problem child' look. But anyways she's nice to me, because I'm the step kid of the founder of this company. She pressed the green button on the intercom machine."Your daughter, here to see you sir" she speaks to the machine." Bring her in" I hear a faint voice of my step father.