Chapter 4 Mysterious Stranger

I make my way out and I see most people leaving the clubhouse. I wanted to ask for help but my mind was too scared to.

But then I don't know my way around here and I don't know who those people are. Oh! What am I going to do now?

" Hey, you there!"

Ugh? I slowly turn to have a look at who It is and I find the Jones guy making his way towards me. I let out a sharp breath at the sight of him. What's up with him anyway? Why does he monitor my every movement? I am getting annoyed by his abrupt attitude.

" Follow me,"

He simply says and walks past me. Follow him? I mentally scoff. Is that supposed to be a command or what, I don't even know that guy but yet he wants me to follow him, to where?

But still, something in my guts keeps telling me to go with him, I find it strange but still refuse to follow him.

He may have seen me earlier on, Fine! I don't mind. Things can't get worse, can it? Well, I think so.

" Are you coming with me or what?"

I hear him say, he's so grumpy. Gulping hard, I decided I should follow him.

I quietly walk behind him with my hands in my pocket. My body shivers due to the cold breeze that suddenly blows, Oh! I hate being cold. Maybe it's going to rain.

We get to a car and he instantly pulls open the door and nods for me to go in. I stare blankly at him trying to get him to think that I don't understand what he meant. He shook his head, seeming frustrated.

" Get in the car now,"

He speaks with authority but I still refuse to adhere. He's just like an authoritarian, commanding anyone anyhow he likes.

" Where are you taking me?"

I finally find my words as I stare into his dark gray eyes, they are fuming in anger and at the same time... Pity?

" Just get in,"

He says and this time forces me in by pushing me into the car, I try to fight back but can't and click! He locked the back seat.

" Where the hell are you taking me?"

I ask him when he gets into the driver's seat but the kind of reply I get from him is unexpected.

" You just shut up, okay? I'm trying to save a life here,"

What?

" I saw you, you were eavesdropping. You probably don't know who you're messing with. If those guys had seen you earlier, who knows where you'd be by now,"

He says putting on his seat belt. For a moment, I am short of words. I know what I did is dangerous and can endanger me but him showing some kind of concern is something I can't seem to understand.

" And you are who? An FBI agent?"

I ask with a cracked voice, I know it sounds stupid but I can't help it.

" Well as I expected,"

He whispers but I hear it. He begins the engine and then drives away. My eyes are glued to the club as he drives off and when it is out of sight, I relax a bit on the back seat attempting to shut my eyes. I am already feeling a little sleepy when his voice wipes it away.

" Hey, you need to direct me to your house, okay?"

He says, his voice a bit low, I nod my head before muttering "okay" to him. I bring out my phone to check what time it is, It's 2:45... Really? Did I stay that long?

***

Finally, he drove to the block of my street and turned off the engine. I am relieved. At last, I safely made it home without getting killed by Mr. Strange. This journey is something I never want to experience ever again.

" I guess this is your street,"

He says but I remain silent and immediately open the door then slide out from the car, he does the same and we simultaneously shut the door.

" Mind if I walk you home?"

" Uh... No need, you've done more than enough, I can manage from here,"

I tell him but he simply chuckles and I wonder what is funny about what I say, I don't remember making a joke. His chuckles are brief and melodious, sounding like music to my ears. Too bad I can't see his face, the street is not as bright as the one we just left.

" Come on, I can walk you to your house,"

He says and I can't help but wonder who this guy is and why he is being so nice. Though, I am glad but still...

We walk silently beside each other, my eyes are focused on the floor the whole time we walk, and at times if I try to stare at him through the corner of my eyes I'll find him staring at me.

It feels awkward and it makes me anxious. What if he is probably Mr. Strange?, I gasped in a low tone as I stylishly began to increase my pace. I cannot afford to be his prey, not ever.

" Uh?"

"Hey, why are you walking so fast?"

Shit! He notices.

" I wasn't... I was just... Trying to get home quickly... I'm a bit dizzy,"

"Oh! Too bad, Are we close already?"

" Yes,"

I say staring at the apartment that comes into view and hoping he will turn around and go but surprisingly, he didn't.

" Okay,"

He simply says. Okay? Seriously?

" I think it's okay here, thank you for the escort, I can manage from here,"

I say and without a second thought, I begin to run away leaving him behind. I can't even check to see if he is still following me or not, I am just scared to.

All I want is to get away from him, no one knows, he could probably be Mr. Strange.

Again, this will be the last time I will ever do something as stupid as sneaking out at night. What was I even thinking?

***

I wake up on the couch with my mom stroking my hair smoothly. I look around me and confirm I am in the living room, ah! and I am still putting on the dress from yesterday night. I check the time on the wall clock and see it is already a bit late, 10:29 a.m.

Oh! We are supposed to go to the store today.

" Mom,"

I calmly call as I struggle to sit on the couch. I am still feeling sleepy.

" Good morning sweetie,"

My mom says and smiles.

" Morning Mom,"

I say getting up from the couch and stretching out my body. Ah!.

" Why did you sleep all in black? Oh honey don't tell me you were mourning your sister even in your sleep,"

" No Mom,"

I say and give her a small smile hoping she won't go further, I don't want her invading into it because I know it may lead me to tell the truth.

" Well if you say so. Hurry up and go get ready,"

I sigh in relief.

My mom stood up heading for the kitchen while I made my way to my room. As I walk I perceive a very delicious and appetizing aroma coming from the kitchen. Wow!

Pancakes!

" Mom, are those pancakes for me?"

I say feeling excited.

" No honey, they're for the new neighbors, we agreed we'll be visiting them today,"

Listening to that, my eyes widened. We will be visiting the neighbors. Ralph and his family? Oh! I forgot.

This is bad.