Owned

Chapter 5: Stranger Danger

I have no idea how I would go home. I obviously can't walk home, some people might see. Should I hitch a ride with the pervs, the weirdos or the losers? Losers.. I remembered Jane. How mean I'd been to her. I could probably ride with her. Her car's junk but what choice do I have? I'm already halfway to her car when a red Ferrari blocked my way.

"Uh.. What the hell?"

The driver's window slid down and I saw a kind-of familiar face. Who was he? I could have sworn I've seen him before... but where? He's definitely not from our school.

"Hey sweetie. Get in." he said, grinning.

I have to admit.. He's hot. Black shirt and jeans, plus a Rayban sunglasses. His smile... is intoxicating.

"Who are you?" I tried my best to pretend to push him away.
"Just get in." he smiled again and opened the door.

Oh my. This is a temptation I cannot run away from. He's so... inviting. Should I or should I not? Either way I got in. 

"I knew you would." He winked at me and chuckled to himself.

I melted. For some weird reason blood went up to my cheeks. NO. THIS CAN'T BE. I ALREADY HAVE JAKE.

"No, I'm sorry. I have to go. Please stop." I told him. I wish I hadn't. I really don't wanna go.
"Uh, no can do. I'm driving you home. I'm your only ride."
"How can you be so sure?" I twisted to face him.
"Because. It's me or that Beetle junk. Your choice."
"What? How do you know that?" I asked, intrigued.

How the hell did he know that?! I never told anyone about this. 

"I just do. No more questions." And we drove silently to my house.

Wait a minute... How does he know where I live?

"How do you know where I--?"
"Shhhh. I said, no more questions." he said  while he pressed his pointer finger to my lips.

He just shushed me!

"Why did you just shush--"

All of a sudden I didn't know what was happening anymore. I felt pressure on my lips, a warm hand holding my face, while the other caressing my hair, my mouth start to taste mint, it was paradise. It was heaven... and at the same time, hell. I'm in a relationship for god's sake! So I pulled back.

"I said. No. More. Questions." He catched his breath after every word.
"What the hell?"
"Don't pretend like you didn't like it."

I did. It seemed so familiar. And I could still feel his breath under mine, his hands still on my face and suspended on my hair, his dark eyes piercing mine.

"Why don't we take this to your room?" he finally pulled back and let go.
"No, I... I can't." I said in a tiny voice even I couldn't hear.

He pulled me in by my hips, lifted my face with his pointer finger and was closing in.. inch by inch.

"IHAVEABOYFRIEND!" I said as quickly as I could. He let go of me and inched away from me. It was awkward.
"Yeah, right. Uhh, I won't do anything... physical. Promise."

 I was disappointed. And confused. I don't know what to do, or what to feel. I was terrified, of what I had done, and felt devastated. But at the same time I was happy, and wanting more. I was forced to take his hand.

"I want to take a bath." I finally said.

I needed serenity, a time alone. A time to think.

"Let me bathe you, then."

Is he serious? I was... shocked. No, dumbfounded. How the hell does he expect me to relax? To calm my nerves? Just his mere prescence is distracting. His handsome face, his dark brown eyes, and his lips. The lips that I just kissed.

"Are you kidding? I'm not gonna let you do that."
"You are. And you will." suddenly, his grab at my hand tightened.
"Ow, you're crushing my hand." I said as I try to pull out my hand.
"Shit! I'm sorry!" he said as he let go, as if just realizing I was in pain.
"I want to bathe alone. Please." I begged.

Why am I begging? Why do I not want to hurt his feelings? I don't even know him! He's just a stranger that gave me a ride... right? Anyways, he let me bathe alone. Thank God I insisted on it. One more minute with him and I will lose all my control. I need a break. I need a bath.

After about an hour of warmth, I went to my room. It was empty. Where could he have gone off to?