I turned, pushed him and run away, you thought I was going to trust a stranger just because he's cute and have an incredible soothing voice. While I ran through the woods, jumped over puddles and got hit by multiple branches, to be honest, I was impressed of my self running that fast but then I got too cocky and slipped, thankfully I didn't fall in the brown stuff ahead of me, but when I regained my balance, I looked around just to see him watching me. He had caught up to me, I started walking slowly backwards until I hit a rock with my foot i was stuck, there was a wall behind me and a possible serial killer right in front of me, I closed my eyes, shaking and tearing, hoping for the worst not to happen when he mumbled,
" why are you crying? were you hurt while running? where do you feel pain ?" he looked sincere, he wanted to check if I was seriously hurt but he kept his hands behind him, feeling so frustrated, was he pulling an act? why the hell does he look worried for me? I was so confused to why was he acting when he already caught me, he could assault me and kill me if he wants and no one will notice, even if I screamed, no one will come to my rescue, just why?
I was too young at the time, I was confused to why didn't he hurt me, I should have known that I can never know what's in a the devil's mind , especially a psycho one," I'm sorry if I scared you, I was meaning to talk to you, you looked so gorgeous today, I couldn't go on my day without asking, do you happen to have a boyfriend?" he mumbled as he blushed.
Do I look stupid to him? he thinks I'll believe that, seriously, I'm wearing a long brown skirt below my knees, an oversized white shirt, my hair is messy and my eye bags could fullfil the hole in the ozone layer, he was insulting me, but of course I couldn't do anything, I can't fight, I never learned how to, even if I did I'll never be able to beat a grown man, I thought he was my age, man looks in his late twenties, his eyes are taking me hostage as if he is a predator and I'm his prey. Still, I gathered all my courage to mumble the following words," What do you want from me?"
He looked at me funny as I said so," isn't that obvious ? .... I want you. well.... I actually wanna date you." he looked crazy as he said that, I was half disgusted and half horrified , I didn't want to breath near him at all, I could feel a voice at the back of my head telling me to run as fast as I could, I started breathing heavily as I panicked, how could I not? I had no escape from the danger in front of me, I slapped him hard, it left a print on his face, he still didn't move an inch, as i started hitting him none stop, still no sign of weaknesses, I felt hopeless, it felt as if the wall wasn't behind me, instead it was in front of me, I fell to my knees as I started crying.
" no, no, please don't cry, I don't want you to cry, it hurts to see you like this," he said as he bend down, and pulled my chin towards him
" hey, I don't want to hurt you, okay? if you don't want me near just say so," my heartbeat started going slower as I stopped crying, I looked at him so worried, I was still scared that I flinched when he offered his hand, he sighed as he said," There's nothing i could do if you're scared, I'm sorry, I guess I liked you too much I followed you around like a creep, but when I saw you enter the forest, I couldn't help but come for you, it's dangerous in here, I was worried about you, I didn't want to scare you, I promise."
I needed hope that I'll be alright, that he was telling the truth and I was overthinking the situation, and he offered that hope.
I couldn't reject it, I held his hand so afraid as he held my hand tight, and then he started walking calmly, I wasn't sure what was gonna happen, I kept watching at him closely, carefully. He has broad shoulders, he's wearing a white shirt too, he has an old scar on the back of his head . It looks too weird, I can't put my finger on it, I have never seen it before the only sure thing is, it still looked painful. His black hair shined like gold when exposed to the sunset, I looked around, we got out, he was telling the truth, I let a sigh of relief, what was I thinking? entering a forest to run away? how was I supposed to get out? what if there was a bear?
i was so frustrated, he let go of my hand and turned as he said " I'm sorry again for scaring you , I didn't mean....." man I don't even care at this point, I went for a hug, but I fell on him, my legs are destroyed, I mean who could blame them, he held my waist so I wouldn't fall to the ground," I'm sorry for clinging on to you like this but I'm feeling a little weak in the knees, you can't believe how thankful I am that you're not a serial killer, I was so scared because I didn't believe a word you said," I said.
" ...what made you hold my hand if you were scared? you didn't even believe me!" he asked looking down at me.
" faith.....faith that there's at least a tiny possibility that an adult could be so ridiculously dumb to follow a little girl into the woods just because he thought she's gorgeous and not considered himself as a creep or a pervert," I said, he stayed silent a little then said," I'm barely an adult, I'm 22,"
" boi! you look 30, and a college student ? you're super tall, puberty hit you right," I responded trying to ease the flow around us,
" well, I hope yours hit soon, you look like a child," he striked, did he just insult me ?
" well... you liked this child, which makes you.... a pedophile." he stood there looking shocked then he burst out laughing, I was happy we were able to go past that ridiculous situation, " hey, could you do me a favor, if you ever liked a girl in the future just tell her, don't follow her around like you did to me, it's scary, and please do shave that mustache, it's hideous," I said," will do," he said as he hugged me, he tried to comfort me. Sweet, Right? ...then Why did I feel it was the start of something?.