14 Dark Waters (2/2)

I have asked for his pictures but he claims it should be a surprise, 'until we meet', he keeps saying. I can imagine what he looks like. Height of a movie star, light skinned and hazel eyes. I couldn't wait!

Crush girl: When?

Rush-hour52: How about on Sat.u.r.day?

Crush girl: Sat.u.r.day wouldn't work. We have church service to attend, my father is one of the church ministers. It is something I cannot miss.

Rush-hour52: You aren't a child; he shouldn't force you to do such things. You are above twenty-one.

Crush girl: Yes, I am but you know I live under his roof so I have to comply with his rules, my father is a strict man.

Rush-hour52: Why are your parent treating you this way? When we go further in our relations.h.i.+p, I will take you away from them and let you come and stay with me.

Crush girl: away????

Rush-hour52: Yes, I will. I want you to experience the world and I wanna do amazing things with you, love you like it is my last you know.

Crush girl: So you love me?

Rush-hour52: You know I do.

Crush girl: How come you've never said those words to me, I want you to say it!!!

R u s h - h o u r 5 2 : I L O V E YO U, I L O V E YO U. I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOU BAE!

The world is wonderful; it feels that way. I am in love, my prince charming was a click away and nally I will meet with him.

Rush-hour52: So what do you say, my woman?

Crush girl: How about Friday, my man?

Rush-hour52: You have made me the happiest man alive.

I will give you directions xoxo.

Crush girl: I am glad I make you feel that way.

Rush-hour52: Now tell me, what are you wearing?

I snuck away from school, stu ng my school uniform in my bag and now am on a pursuit for my prince charming. I borrowed a dress from my cla.s.smate and in return I will help with her homework for a week. All that didn't matter, only Rush-hour52. He will be so happy to nally see me.

I want to get away from home, sometimes I see how miserable my parents are, pretending they are happy but I know better. Their empty smiles don't fool me; I will not end up like them. I will nd my own happy ending, I have to! I strongly believe Rush-hour52 is my escape.

After several wrong turns I nally got to my destination, there is a cream bungalow in the midst of scanty houses; it was surrounded by a thick bush. I pause, maybe I have the wrong address? Something is amiss. There is an upsetting feeling that troubles me. Should I turn back? But he will be angry if I tell him I went back home, I can't take the risk of not speaking to him again. I summon courage and knock on the door. There is no response but I am patient, I knock again but this time rmly. I freeze as I could hear footsteps approach, I adjust myself and plaster a lovely smile on my face.

The door opens and my smile breaks. There is an older man, if I am to guess his age I will say late thirties. He has a pot belly, ugly as a baboon and the smell that oozed from him, can make a blind man see again. I frown. I stare at my phone then back at him, he smirks at me.

”I think I have the wrong house, sorry to bother you” I took several steps back.

”Crush girl, you are more beautiful than I imagined” he hu s, piercing his dark eyes at me ”come in” he smiles, those teeth convinced me evil is in the world. How could I have been so stupid? I blink away the blinding tears that threaten to spill, all my hopes and dreams gone in an instant. It can't be! No, no… this can't be rush-hour52. What have I done? I just want to go home, return to my safe bedroom. I turn to leave but he grabs my arm and pulls me in, covering my face with a handkerchief. The next thing I know, it was dark.

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