Lost In The Dark

Chapter 12

I kept blinking as my brain tried to process my surroundings. It was getting dark and I still couldn't figure out where I was.

I looked around taking in the sight of damp books then it all came rushing back to me. Zayn a.k.a Creepy boy in the hallway with a beautiful face, Diane, Abel, Fruit, the library.

I wonder where they all are and what time it is.

Yawning, I stood up and stretched to relieve my sore muscles.

Digging my phone from the bottom of my bag, I saw missed calls and texts all asking where I was, if I was okay and to call back.

With a sigh, I slipped it back in my bag and made my way to the library door.

The old librarian looked like she had seen a ghost when she saw me and I was scared she would have a heart attack.

"Were you in there the whole time?"
She asked, her voice barely a whisper.

I nodded my head and tried massaging my face to get rid of the sleep lines, all to no avail.

"Lucky you. I was just about to lock up."
She whispered, wiggling the keys in one frail hand.

Straining to hear her, I gave up. I cannot start stressing my organs after they just woke up from their slumber.

Taking the back since it was shorter, I headed out.

"Let me go! I'll scream"
I heard a voice say not too far from where I was.

"And who will hear you? The school is empty"
A familiar voice chuckled darkly.

Following the voices, I walked into the hall I have my art classes.
Tattoo Boy that molested Mop hair hovered over another innocent girl.

"You again?"
We both said at the same time.

"Just let the girl go. I don't want to have to rough you up again."
I said boredly. I wasn't even in the mood for him at all.

"Are you attracted to these kind of things?"
He asked with an eyebrow up.

Again with the eyebrow.

"What can I say? I save damsels in distress. Why do you like to do these kind of things?"

Self control is really a virtue.

The girl in question scrambled up and arranged herself as we both started walking out.

"And if I catch you trying to force yourself on another girl, you might find yourself six feet under."
I said, not even bothering to look at him.

"As for you, we are going to a police station from here."
Leading the girl away from him.

Reporting and landing him in jail would have saved me all this stress but nobody likes to listen to me. Sigh.

•••

Before I stepped into the house, I could hear Aunt Lola having a shout fest with someone.

Whoever she was arguing with had just produced another wonder of the world.

Aunt Lola rarely ever lost her cool.

"She is not ready! How did you even find us?"
I heard her say, as I got closer to the front door.

I am probably the 'she' she's talking about. I'm not dumb.

"She is already here. We will continue this conversation later."
The deep, masculine voice replied as I opened the door and let myself in.