Stranger Danger

Prologue

"I always wonder what crosses your mind when your eyes meet mine"

PROLOGUE

I never like people. Except my parents and imaginary friends, I prefer to be alone than to get bugged by whiny teenagers who loves to annoy and what not make fun of people. To put it simply, I am a loner. An anti-social. No one to lose & just by myself. Nada.

I don’t really care that much though at least no one will ever betray and hurt me intentionally. It’s better off this way than to be tied on someone who could do more damage than a typical jerk. However, sometimes I wonder what would it be like to be my usual self? The one that was free without worrying on what is to come? To be surrounded again with people who either adore or hates you? To live a life without a doubt nor uncertainty? To have a peaceful start?

Anyway, I am currently here in a buzzed airport with a mighty gleam of light that could blind my naked eyes.  And don’t forget my favorite, people. They’re all scattered everywhere. Inside the boutiques and stalls while others are just walking and waiting for their flights. I feel so out of place. Why can’t I just be blessed and be invisible to keep myself away from strangers. Life really do hate me.

And the worst thing is I can’t find the boarding area, how stupid can I be?! I just can’t believe this. NEWS FLASH: I am totally missing in an airport. Ugh, I’ve been going at it for 20 minutes and the gate will open at exactly 2:30 am. I looked around and surveyed the area I am in. Darn, don’t they have a directory like in the malls? And I can’t find guards too! Who could help me?! I glanced at my watch and found out it’s already 2:00! Man, time really does fly so fast in a much unexpected event. Then, I saw it! A sign! Sweet, I’ll just go straight & trust the indication.

Trust. A very hard thing and subject for someone who’s been alone after everything. It’s a first how I can just blurt it out without even breaking down or something. I just want to forget it, but then there are things in life where we can’t just fail to recall a very vivid experience for someone who’s as scarred and broken as me. No, I don’t need a psychologist. That doesn’t even helped me in those sleepless nights. A nightmare. A truly unforgettable occurrence of my existence.

I sighed in desperation while walking all the way with a bag full of goodies and chocolates. People passed by, some having their masks on and some greeting with a smile. I wish I could be the same happy-go-lucky teen. Yet again, I’m not happy nor lucky and it’s not as easy as how we could just say it. It takes guts and courage to free one’s self in a dark place. And I don’t think I can endure it. I’m still precautious and the paranoia could eat me and I can’t let it happen.

I grumbled, mumbling something about the noises made in the crowded place. Great! I stare at my surroundings, feeling like the awkward person that I am, trying to figure out things. Particularly a place. The Boarding Area.  

As I focused my senses on my searching. I felt something weird. It’s like someone’s watching. And I get it, the hairs on my skin are prominent. No, it can’t be. He couldn’t find me, could he? I shivered at that thought. It’s way too soon. I just started and I just can’t be taken without seeing my parents waiting at our new home, far away from that forsaken location – my birthplace, where everything else took place.

I examine the area – the less crowded one. Afraid that He would just pop out of nowhere and drag me to hell. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I tried. But I’m scared. I want my mom and Ana. Ana…

I almost cried at the mention of her name. I have to be strong. I can’t be weak. I’m safe and secured. I know that I am and will be. …or so I hope

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It took me awhile to calm my breathing and looked ahead of me. I almost glared at it. There at the white circled seat with a tall coconut tree slightly waving at me as the cold air envelopes the surrounding. The penetrating greyish blue orbs that I’ve ever seen. It’s stormy. Quite dangerous and exquisite. And…

It was staring at me. At my plain brown eyes. I furrowed my brows as I reckoned that he was… or maybe the one that was gazing at my plain old self. I tried to distinguish his expression, but it’s unreadable and unfortunately blank. He just looked at me. And I returned the favor weirdly.

The striking guy sat there leaning forward with his fingers crossed while I am walking. I dropped my gaze and study his appearance. His disheveled dirty blonde hair looked so enticing. That black leather jacket and semi-tight shirt is so appealing. And his strong jaw that made him look manlier, those pink plump lips that seemed so soft and his sharp nose. The list goes on. Lastly, those stunning eyes that I’ve come to love and envy about him. Actually everything.

His parents definitely deserve a big round of applause for conceiving a god like creature that I have witnessed. I pitifully glanced at myself. I wore a pastel pink cardigan with a black sleeveless on the inside, a simple black and white gradient skinny jeans, a baby blue bag and a beige wedge with my wavy brown hair tied in a high ponytail. I looked okay. I guess…

I blushed vigorously and managed a small smile when I still saw him staring. I turned down and tried hiding my face passing by at his seat. But the most unexpected thing happen, that I didn’t know he would do. I looked at the corner of my eyes secretly looking at him.

And there I saw him craning his neck on the side to study my movements while I walk straight-forward approaching an escalator. I almost turn back but I refused and walked away.

I proceeded down with nothing on my mind but him and his eyes. When I looked at him, he’s so familiar like I knew him. But, I just saw him today. And that feeling when our eyes connected, like nothing in the world is going on, like we’re the only ones that is present. It feels so tingly and special.

I looked around and finally found the boarding zone. I dropped into the seat and arranged my thoughts. For some reason, this is the safest feeling that I’ve felt. Like I am wrapped with a comfortable sensation.

I observed the place and peeked up. There I found him again standing near the escalator deep in thought; watching ahead with nothing but windows and the night. I shamefully stare and memorize his features. He stood there for a few minutes, grab his phone in his pocket and looked around him. I peeped at his side and could’ve sworn that he glanced at me. Again, I’m not sure. And I guess I’m just hallucinating things up.

I saw him move and turned around. Painfully shattering the moment. He stopped for a while and slowly walked just like how I did without a glance. And I can’t believe that I felt a slight stab on my chest. Well guess what, Life goes on and I have to go. Soon, I will forget his eyes and he will forget mine.

And I know well enough that these feelings won’t even last for a lifetime.

 

A/N: Here's the prologue! :) I hope you enjoy, I'll update the chapters as soon as I can. :) 
Oh, and I'd love to read comments and views from you. What do you think happened on Kate's past? & do you think that monster that is coming to get her is somewhat related to her or not? & Who's Ana? Keep on guessing... & you'll find out soon. [Whether you're correct or not] :)

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