The Protected One

S h e I s

After a while of convincing, Benjamin was taking me somewhere on his motorcycle.

I asked where we were going and got a simple "hold on tight" in response.

Although I was scared at first, soon the feeling of the nights wind felt amazing.

There was no traffic and I felt a sense of liberty.

I felt at ease.

Knowing Benjamin was here with me made me feel better as well.

I felt safe around him.

I sighed and lied my head on his back, and enjoyed the scenery that passed by us.

The city at night.

I felt the motorcycle come to a stop and Ben say "we're here."

I got off the motorcycle and looked around.

Woods almost.

"Are we in the woods? I ask.

"Something like that." He answers.

"But this isn't what I wanted to show you."

"Follow me," He says reaching his hand out and I take it.

We began climbing a few hills, before he speaks.

"This is my little hideout." He says.

I look ahead of us and my mouth opens agape.

A waterfall.

"Ben this is, beautiful," I say taking a seat on one of the rocks.

"You think so? He asks.

"Of course. How'd you find this place? " I ask.

"I don't know when things got hard, I just ran away here. It became my thing." He shrugs.

"What happened? I ask turning to him.

"Just some things with my family."

"Oh." I say.

"You're the first person I actually bought up here."

"Really? Or are you just playing with me?" I remark.

He puts his hands up in surrender.

"It's the truth. I like to be here alone. Where no one can bother me." He says.

"What makes me so special? I ask.

"You're the only person I really wanted to know about this place." He answers.

I turn to look at him to see him already looking at me.

"Is-"

Before I could finish, my phone ringing cuts me off.