Chaotic Mess

2

After being out for about three hours, the only thing I could remember is the silhouette of men in a black suits and me on the ground. Wait. ME ON THE GROUND?

All at once it hit me. "Oh no, what am I going to do?" I mumbled to myself as my eyes opened.

"I see you have finally woken up" I heard a strange, hoarse voice.

I tried to move, but realised that my hands were tied.

"oh, fuck me!" I said under my breath.

"What's the rush, dear?" said a voice which sounded so playful and hot, that I almost flustered.

I tried to keep my composure in front of that man. He looked young and I admit, way too handsome. He had jet black hair and dark blue eyes. "ocean..." I thought to myself but realised that I said it out loud.

He had a domineering personality. He continued saying, "Tell me Mr. Anderson, how much do you know?"

"how much? Of what? Who is this dude and how does he know my name?"

"I am sorry, I think you might have caught the wrong guy."

"So you aren't Mr. Anderson?" said he with a stern look on his face.

"I am. But I don't know why I have been brought here or how you know my last name. All I know is that I made a reckless mistake and an it cost me an innocent life.

His oceanic blue gazed upon me. It felt like he was controlling the waves of an ocean and now I had caused a tsunami within it. I knew at times like these it was important not to lose confidence or lie. I stated everything that happened without acting recklessly like before. He still looked at me, surprised.

"Like playing hero, huh?"

"Not anymore. It was because of me that she died."

He said with a grin on his face, "you still don't know what you have gotten yourself into?"

I was confused. I just wanted to leave.

" I have said everything I knew to a stranger and now I am being held captive. So no, I don't know whether you plan to kill me or let me go."

"Let you go? I would never do that ya know."

He looked at me intently, his fingers against his lips.

Okay, wow. What a delight. I thought to myself, regretting it a moment later.

"You may leave and forget that this ever happened." he said, leaning against me and gently touching my fingertips. I withdrew immediately. He was looking at my hands and had a mild smile on his face. His lips were baby pink, they looked plump and soft. I couldn't take my eyes of them.

Get a hold, Evan. He is a man.

I couldn't believe that a person could be so headstrong one moment and gentle the other.

He untied my hands, patted my head and brushed my hair.

"hm as I anticipated."

My eyes widened. And I turned around to leave.