The blood secret

Chapter 4

The last couple of days Finn hadn't shown up for school, the last time i saw him was Tuesday night when he had dropped me home. That day had been so good and then suddenly i was all alone again and wondering why Finn had been so distant when he'd dropped me of.

I spent the whole morning tiding my room, Blake's cloths were everywhere and my room being small made it impossible to move around. All i could think about while tidying was Finn. The last thing he has said to me had sounded so bitter when he had spoken and i wasn't sure why. Maybe i upset him, or he just really needed to leave and didn't mean to be so rude.

Thinking about him bought a warm, tingly feeling up inside me; making me feel dizzy and light headed. I didn't know why i liked him so much, he was the complete opposite to the kind of people i liked but something about him makes me feel safe and happy. 

I'm sure when we were outside my house the other night he had seen something, something that had spooked him. He hadn't called or even texted me since he left and i was worried something had happened to him or maybe he was just avoiding me.

After i had finished my room, i decided to head to the arcade since i had nothing better to do. I hadn't been to the arcade without Finn before and it made me wish he was here. As i was heading out the door i ran into Blake coming back from football practice and talking to him was the last thing i wanted to do. Instead of stopping me or asking where i was going, he just simply walked past me not even saying a word or looking at me.

The drive to the arcade seemed never ending, the last time i had been here was with Finn after the incident in the library and that felt like a life time ago, yet it was just the other day. I arrived at the arcade and suddenly got nervous, i didn't think it was a good idea to be here on my own but i needed to see if Finn was here or not.

I headed down to the pool hall were Finn had taken me and it seemed different somehow, much more relaxed than it had been when he had taken me. I walked up to the bar and perched myself on a stool in the middle. There was a tall, thin guy standing on the other side, wiping glasses. 

He looked about the same age as me, maybe a few years older; his hair was short brown and he had a smart white button-down shirt on and black pants. As i sat down he gave me a quick look over, i couldn't tell if he was checking me out of giving me a disapproving look.

"What can i get you?" He placed the glass back down on the counter and lent across, waiting for me to answer him but for some reason i was so lost in his gaze that i couldn't conjure up a single word. "Hello, is there anyone in there?"

"Umm, yes sorry. I'll just have a coke please." I said looking away from him.

"Sure. So, are you waiting for someone?" I looked up at him not quite sure how to answer his question or if i should even be talking to him.

"Sort of." I started looking round remembering why i had come here in the first place, maybe just maybe Finn might show up and i can ask him where hes been.

"You either are or you aren't."  He raised his eyebrows at me. "Which is it?"

"I'm hoping to bump into someone here." I smiled at him, feeling a little uncomfortable with how forward he was being, "Why do you ask?" 

"Because normally when a pretty girl sits at a bar alone, shes asking for trouble. Watch yourself, the guys who come in here can be ruff." He started walking round the bar and came up to me and sat down. "I'll keep you company while you wait. If you'd like?" 

"Should i be concerned that your one of those guys?"" I asking looking at him.

"No, I'm just a lonely bar guy, who's trying to look out for a pretty girl." He said with a soft smile that still made me weary of him.