Gifted: The Revelations

Chapter 9

The hours seemed to drag by. Slowly passing it seemed like time itself had stopped or was walking slower than a snail on salt. It was because I wanted something to happen. Or well I needed something to happen at a certain time. My mind started to race over the endless possibilities of what could happen. He might not show up, he might show up and kill me. he might bring friends or family or hell even my mother because he is creepy guy who has no moral compass. Here I was stood outside of the library waiting for him to show himself. What was I thinking? Again, my mind started to swirl with the negative and the sad thoughts. The anxiety taking over my brain as I looked out towards the road, waiting watching wondering silently as my thoughts continued to build. What if I was attacked by someone else as I sat out here, what of my friends showed up and things went bad. What if what if what if. All my mind did was throw out these what if situations that probably were never going to happen.

I took a deep breath to try and relax myself from the endless thoughts swirling in my brain. It was hard for me because I always thought of the bad outcome. I didn't have any other choice. This was the right thing to do, it was hard doing it without my friends. I didn't want to hurt them. I was trying to protect everyone as they are now and make sure that no harm comes to anyone. But this seemed impossible. Or highly unlikely to happen as I saw a black SUV pull up the library.

It was too late now to change my mind or walk away from what was about to happen.

Figures in the dark moved silently and swiftly to my location surrounding e. I didn't flinch this time as someone I didn't expect opened the car door and got out of it. This wasn't the man my mother was dating. Hell, this wasn't the man that was on the phone with earlier. It simply couldn't be.

This man was fit. I'm talking good looking ripped fit with muscles that would break a tight muscle shirt if he was to where one. He bogle my mind and that was only what I could see from the short distance of the library steps to the car park which couldn't have been more then a few metres. I was thankful at this point that there were no lights near the library or at least where I was standing to illuminate my face. I was sure I was blushing just from the muscles this man had. But it was also a bad thing that there was no light because then I couldn't, ace out any sort of identifying marks or tattoos on the guy that lumbered up the footpath before stopping at the bottom of the library steps.

There was however a few street lights on the main street and one from a small distance had enough right that I could make out some features on this mans face. He faces was round but he had chiselled cheekbones. Ones you could probably cut your self on. His eyes looked normal from a distance but on closer inspection you could see the poor-quality contact lenses he had in to hide his real eyes. They looked similar to that of a crocodile. The lime green coloured ring around a vertical slit of a pupil had me wondering if he was born this way or was, he made this way. Thoughts flowed through my head again after I had finally quieted them from before about how and why this man could be bulky and have those sorts of eyes. Then his voice broke the silence.

"So, you actually showed up then aye Gaea?" the tone he took was sounded sinister but the looked of his body and his face suggested that he was trying to be playful. My mind reeled from this as I tried to respond in a human fashion.

"You're not the guy I spoke to on the phone. So, tell me who you are and why the creepy stalking tactics!" my voice sounded braver than I felt in that moment. I was very surprised to hear that it didn't crackle or break. That it didn't sound weak or shy. It was strong and brave. things I wanted to be desperately in that moment rather then the weak girl I always was.

He opened his mouth and the creepy voice came out it as a shiver went down my spine " You mean this voice?" his voice changed back to the more smooth and velvety voice that it had been before as he continues " A tactic I use to get those to break away from their friends. As for who I am ... Well that's simple. I am Craven."