Its scary you know, how quickly your life can go from a fairytale to hell in just a matter of hours. You’re tricked into believing that you’re life is amazing the way it is but then reality hits you hard. And it’s only a matter of whether or not you’re ready for what lies ahead that determines where you end up. Well, here’s my story.


3. Two

My plan was to disappear. To leave and go far away where no one could find me. I can hardly even believe I was stupid enough to allow myself to give into his pleas. He could be anyone.
I slipped my feet off the edge of the bed and looked around the room for a clock. I finally spotted one on the wall and looked at the time. 6:23. Perfect I thought to myself. He shouldn’t be up yet.
 I spotted my dry, clean clothes neatly folded in a pile on the chair I had placed them on last night. Silently, I made my way over to the chair and slipped out of the clothes I was currently wearing and into my own. I grabbed my small bag that sat beside the chair and laid the clothes he had given me neatly on the chair. After making the bed, looking at the room you’d think that I wasn’t even here last night. That’s what I wanted.
I made my way leisurely out into the hall and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that his door was still closed. Shifting the bag on my shoulder I made my way down the stairs, careful not to make a single sound. I found my way to the front door and opened it. Puddles still remained on the ground from the previous nights rain. The puddles almost acted like mirrors to the gray sky above. My feet gradually took me down the driveway but as I drew farther away I picked up the pace. I needed to get away. Disappear from his thoughts. As I began walking I could feel the chill shoot through my body as a gust of frigid wind rolled by. A chill ran down my spine and I hugged my arms to my body. It wasn’t before long before my feet began to ache. It felt like my feet were blocks of ice and my head began to spin. However, I kept walking. The farther away I am, the better.
“Rebecca?” I called, knocking lightly on the door.
The only response was dead silence.
“Rebecca?’ I called again.
Still nothing. I turned the knob and opened the door. I looked around and saw the bed neatly made and the clothes that I had given her last night in a neat pile on the chair.
“Shit.” I muttered under my breath.
I rushed out of the room and hurried downstairs. Maybe she was in the kitchen. But as I glanced into the kitchen I saw that it was empty. Hurriedly, I grabbed my keys off the table and rushed outside. I slipped into my car and shoved the key into the ignition. Without delay, I pulled out and sped up the street in hopes that I’d see her. Unfortunately my hopes had begun to die as I was reaching the half hour mark. There had been no sight of her.
What if something had happened to her? What if she was hurt? All the possibilities of what could happen to here ran through my mind. I was about to turn around when I saw someone with long brown hair walking, their arms held close to their chest. I rolled down the window.
“Rebecca!” I called.
Her head shot up and her face looked towards me. I watched, as her eyes got wide.
“Rebecca what are you doing?!” I asked her.
“What do you mean what am I doing? What are you doing!?” She asked, her voice cracking a few times.
“Why did you leave? You could have gotten hurt!” I told her.
“Why does it matter? And I told you I’d stay for one night. You didn’t say I had to stay.” She said bitterly.
“Well where else would you go?” I asked her, a bit agitated.
“Somewhere where strangers don’t force me to get into their cars and stay with them. I told you last night Henry. I don’t need your help.” She said, her eyes narrowed.
“Its Harry and I didn’t force you. I highly advised it.” I told her.
“Look, there is nothing you can do to help me. Just go back to your fancy house in your fancy car and carry on with your damn fancy life.” She said coldly.
“I would hate myself forever if I let you just walk away and get hurt. I’ll make a deal with you. Stay with me just until you find a place to stay. Just until then.” I said.
She glared at me and began walking.
“Rebecca!” I called.
She kept walking. I pulled my car to the side of the road and jumped out, running after her. Once I caught up to her I grabbed her arm and she turned swiftly on her heel, pulling her arm out of my grasp.
Don’t touch me.” She hissed.
“Don’t walk away from me.” I replied.
She narrowed her eyes at me. “Why do you care so much about me? You don’t know me. You only know my name.” She glared.
“I know that you have no where else to go. Please Rebecca. Just stay with me until you can find a safe place to stay.” I sighed.
“I do have a safe place to stay.” She said bitterly.
“Really? If so then I’ll take you there. Just tell me the address and we’ll go.” I said, raising my eyebrows.
She crossed her arms and looked at me with a blank expression.
“Rebecca please.” I sighed.
She stood there for the longest time before letting her hands drop to her sides.
“Okay.” She huffed, shooting me a small glare.
She followed me back to my car and we got in. The ride back was quiet and she kept her eyes out the window the whole time. I would occasionally glance at her, her long dark hair falling elegantly over her shoulders. Soon we arrived back at my house and she silently got out. She followed me up to the front door where I opened it for her. Without a word, she walked in, not even glancing in my direction.
“You can stay in the same room as last night.” I told her.
She nodded slightly before walking up the stairs. I watched her as she walked. She was like a puzzle and I was determined to solve her.

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