The Bites of Seduction

The First

I wake up in the morning feeling just brilliant and ready to start the day. For some odd reason I want to go get something to eat. I wonder why but I jump in my car after getting ready and drive to Denny's.

I park my car as close as I can to the entrance towards the restaurant and I open the door to get out of my car. As I walk out, I am swiftly knocked to the floor.

I look up in astonishment and see a older man look at me and run to help me up. Turns out that he was trying to get out of his car just as I was and he hit me with the door as I was trying to get out.

"I am so sorry, are you okay?" The man apologizes sincerely.

"Oh yeah, no problem, it was just an accident." I say not trying to make the man feel more sorry that he already is.

"Is there anything I can do?" He says eager to make up for his mistake.

"Oh no no no I'm perfectly fine. Really no worries. You have a good morning okay!" I say with a smile and walk away to go eat some breakfast.

As I walk into Denny's I look at my arm feeling a slight pain. As I look down at my brittle arm I notice a blue spot on it and I quickly understand I will be getting a bruise on that area, from where the door hit me.

I put my name on the list and they seat me at a booth right by the window. I already know what I'm going to order because I don't really really want anything to extraordinary. I'm just getting some pancakes and fruit.

The waiter comes and takes my order. As he grabs the menu and brings me the cup of water I asked for, I get my phone out to see what time it is.

It's only nine and I'm starting the day perfectly fine. I know that I'm alone but I don't really mind that and plus I really don't like people watching me eat. I don't know why but I only feel comfortable with my family but they are never home so I usually eat alone. I'm not complaining though because I like just making myself something to eat and not having to compromise what to make to eat. My parents don't usually want the same things to eat when they do eat with me.

The waiter is about to bring me my food and I look to the booth across the way facing my direction. OH NO!!!!! I'm dreaming, does this always have to happen?

There of course it is the boy and he is looking straight at me. As my eyes go wide in surprise he looks away quickly and takes the menu to shove his face into. If I wasn't so surprised I would say his cheeks turned bright red but what do I know.

I am quite irritated though that this keeps happening even though I don't know this boy or even why I keep seeing him. He hasn't done anything to me but I don't really feel like being stalked either. This is just weird. So much for wanting a good and relaxing morning.

The waiter is putting my plate down but I quickly ask him if he could box it to go. He assures me that, that is perfectly fine and walks away. At least I can eat my food at home in peace with out this creep following me.

I pay the bill while the waiter is boxing my food and i sit down to wait. I look at the boy and he is looking at the waiter in confusion as he passes me my to go food. Then he looks at me. I thinks he senses my disappointment as he looks at my face expression and he frowns and looks down. He still has the menu with him and I wonder why he hasn't ordered after all this time. Was he just here to watch me? I kinda felt sorry because I shouldn't be making him feel sad when he didn't do anything. Wait what? ... Why am I trying to defend him? He's a person I don't even know. I just don't feel comfortable here right now.

I just simply get out of my seat and walk towards the door while shaking my head in disappointment. As I am about to approach my car, I feel warm fingers gently wrap around my arm. I turn around and my greatest fears come true.