I woke up in the backseat of a car. Where am I, was my first thought until it all came back. I had been knocked out by some mystery man with gorgeous brown eyes, who apparently had feelings.
"Who are you and where am I?" I asked the driver after I had completely woken up. He just pulled over to the side of the road. I coughed loudly before repeating myself, "I said, who are you and where am I?" "I know what you said just give me a minute." he replied sounding very annoyed. I just sat there quietly while he got out and made a phone call. When he came back he said, "My name is Griffin but most people call my Grief and you are in my car." "Ok follow up questions, why do they call you Grief and why am I in your car and not at home?" I replied starting to worry. "The nickname is for my reputation, and you are in my car because you suffer the punishment when you walk home alone in the dark at 11:00 pm. Now no more questions. Got it?" I just nodded my head quickly as an answer. This guys was seriously starting to scare me. Where was he taking me and why me?
We eventually pulled up in front of a nice house with a big front yard. Griffin or 'Grief' opened my door and led me around the back which was twice as big as the front. "Welcome to my humble home." he walked inside and went straight to the kitchen. I walked in cautiously and took in my surroundings. there was a long hallway that lead into the family room and right next to it there was a gaming room. This room was made for me it had two flat screen tvs and a big couch with a playstaion for each tv followed by an xbox as well. I was in heaven. "Wow." was all I could say. I was also still very confused about the whole situation but it could have been worse.
"You play xbox?" he asked, like girls weren't allowed to play.
"No, playsation actually." I replied with some sass.
"Well then, care to test your skills?"
"Oh your on." I knew I could win playstation and wii were my life besides school. Sometimes it scares me.
He decided I was going to lose at call of duty first so he put the game in. We played 3 rounds against each other until he finally gave up. After that we played together, he couldn't get over the fact that he got beat by a girl. We played so many rounds, I lost count after 18. 'Grief' drove me back home at around 9:00 and assured me we would have a rematch.
He never explained why he grabbed me and the 'punishment' was way better than anything at my house. All I really knew about the guy was his name and where he lived. Well and the fact that he sucks at call of duty. He seemed interesting though. I really hope we would meet again and this time we could actually talk.
I walked inside and tried to slip in again. I knew mom was going to be really mad this time. I was gone the whole day.
I made it to my room safely but, as I closed the door, my head was smacked against the wall. I was then beaten until I was black and blue while she yelled at me for lying and staying out to late. When she was done I was to tired to move so I fell asleep on the floor, thinking about Griffin.