The next morning, I woke up and couldn’t find Isaiah anywhere. I panicked and drove to school wondering if he took the bus or decided to walk. When I got there and parked my Toyota on the parking lot. I noticed Cassandra alone talking a red-headed girl with freckles all over her face. I reacted quickly I left the car my purse still on my hand.
I walked up to her and threw my purse on the ground. I didn’t think twice after I pushed her and she stumbled back. “Are you crazy? What were you thinking? I could had die!” I screamed loud enough for a crowd to form around us.
She looked stunned. “Ugh, don’t touch me you freak!” She yelled back at me, disgusted by the fact I put my hands on her.
My hands turned to fist and a bomb grew upon me wanting to explode. “ You’ve taken this too far. Trying to kill me, really? Are you that immature?” I questioned, in disbelief.
The crowd looked confuse as they stared at her. She rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her fist. “Oh great, not only is she a freak. But she is a liar!” She shouted at the crowd and their eyes turned on me.
“I mean really, trying to kill you,” She said, mockingly. “Why would I do that? I have nothing against. You’re a freak and a liar. Get away from me, weirdo.”
“Oh I am the freak? Well, it’s better than you who is a murder. Isaiah was there. He could prove it, you know.” I shook my head, my eyes on Cassandra like a predator staring at its prey.
The edge of her lip curved into a smile and she stood up straight. The crowd went silence. Someone stepped beside her. She looked with the corner of her eye at Isaiah. He was so handsome next to her. They looked like the perfect couple. A deep spot buried inside my heart ached. Cassandra took his hand and looked back at me.
“What are you doing with her?” I never thought I will see the day when I will ask this questioned. It was like all of it was a dream which I wanted to wake up from.
“Oh, he didn’t told you. Did he?” Cassandra was enjoying every bit of it so she went on. “Why don’t you tell her, my love?” She winked at Isaiah.
Isaiah smiled at her but didn’t looked at me when he spoke. “Cassandra was with me all day yesterday. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
My mouth was wide opened and no matter how many times I blinked they were still there in front of me holding hands. “What has she done to—,
The bell rang and everyone looked at me and then at them before wondering off in the school. Leaving us three to stand alone.
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing.” Isaiah looked at me when he said it.
“Well, enough of this nonsense. This freak has cause us enough trouble. Let’s go babe.” She tug at his arm and he nodded in agreement.
I watched them go inside the school. I got in my car and drove back to the house. I rushed inside the house and threw myself on the living room sofa. I buried my face on the pillow. I couldn’t believe Isaiah will do something like that to me. He was acting so much different from the kind and gentle guy I knew he was. I sat up my face flush and turned on the TV hoping the news will keep my mind off things.
I stood up and walked to the kitchen, preparing myself hot tea. I turned the volume louder as I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower feeling the warm water wrapping like a cape around me. I grab a towel and covered myself. But when I was just about to put my hand on the knob, it open wide and a man step inside the bathroom.
“Aaaaah!” I screamed.
I threw fists at him but he grabbed both of my hands and pulled me back, my towel falling on the floor.
“Whoa there, for a lady. You sure are strong.” He said to me, grabbing my hands behind my back and breathing warm air on my neck.
“You have no idea how dangerous I could be,” I warned him.
He laughed as if I told him a joke. “I love a strong woman, especially when they put up a fight.”
“What is it that you want? Money? I have nothing to give you!” I didn’t want to listen to him any longer but he had a tight grip on me.
He shrug and pushed me away from him, releasing me. “I need you to come with me. You and the boy are in great danger, I’m the only that can help you. So it’s best for you listen to me and do as I say.”
I hold my wrist still red from how tight he hold me back. “I don’t know who or what are you talking about. I suggest you leave my house before I call the cops.”
He stared at me with his crystal-blue eyes. His night hair falling an inch from his neck and all over his forehead. He wore it messy and I could tell he didn’t care. Either way he was still good-looking. “You and I know well you can’t do that.”
I stared at him, he was testing my limits. “Oh really? Just watch me.”
I pushed past him and went to the living room, took the house phone on my hand but something stopped me. I froze. I watched the TV, as the news popped a picture of Tom. Then another picture of his burned body lying on a road.
This breaking morning news, a body of a scientist was found just a mile on the road from the north coast of South Dakota. The people that found him said ‘They were jogging when they cross with a dead burned body laying at the side of road’. Who or Why would have done this is unsure. The police is has no suspects so far. But they’ll be looking at the scene more closely—
Oh no! This can’t be happening, I thought.
“Now you believe me?” He was leaning on the wall, his arms wrap around his chest.
He was so tall that I couldn’t help myself but notice the pose he was in. Gosh, he was gorgeous. It hurt to even look at him. “Okay. I believe you. Just tell what’s going on.” My heartbeat increase by the second and I was trying my hardest not to faint.
He gave me a charming smile. “Just as soon as you pack up. We are going on a trip.”
“Well isn’t that exciting?” I mocked.
“You can always stay here and wait for them to get you. Like they did with your parents and now your friend Tom. They won’t stop till they get the boy.” He explained, satisfied at how great I was going along.
I frowned. “I’ll go grab some things. Just wait for me outside. I don’t want you scaring me off again. Next time you might give me a heart attack.”
“Your wish is my command,” he bowed and I rolled my eyes which made him laugh.
He walked to the front door and stopped himself. He glance at me. “Oh you look nice, by the way.” Then, he left.
I looked at my nude self, realizing I had dropped the towel. I already didn’t like this guy. I went to my room and looked through my closet for clothes. I dressed up. A gray sweatshirt and baggy jeans with sneakers. I went to my Isaiah room and found a backpack I stuff in some of his clothes and mines. I wasn’t going to bring nothing but clothes. When the backpack was heavy enough I stopped. I found money safely where I hid it. Only two hundred dollars. I hoped the guy had enough to take us where we were going. I didn’t want to spend the money yet. I took a picture I saved of my parents and slid it inside my jean pocket. I left the house, my only focus on Isaiah.
There was a white minivan parked beside the sidewalk and he was on the driver seat waving at me. I rushed inside opening the passenger door and sitting down. He looked at me and at the backpack. “That’s it?” He question, unsure if he had to help me with rest.
“I would had thought of you as the type to bring even the furniture with you.” He chuckled, starting the engine.
“I don’t get too attach to things.” I mentioned, annoyed.
“I doubt you won’t get attach to me,” He smirked at me, his eyes shining like diamonds.
“Oh, I will die when your finally not around.” I teased.
“Well, then. I’ll be looking forward to visiting your funeral.” With those last words he drove off to the high school where we could get Isaiah.
I turned on the radio. He looked at my hand then at the radio. “Don’t touch my radio. Don’t do anything unless I tell you to. Don’t—
I touched the radio and put on my radio station. “Oops.” I smiled.
The music blasted loud. But he knew better not to speak. He already knew I would act as if I didn’t hear him. He turned off the radio and looked at me. “You should listen to me if you don’t want to get hurt.”
“I am not afraid of you,” I exclaimed.
“But you should be.” He sounded serious when he said it and his tone deepen.