The boy in the garden

Chapter 5

" I don't follow ' I respond .

He rolls his eyes and starts laughing.

  " come with me " he says.

   He quickly  Blind folds me and yanks my arm fast. I don't even feel the ground or my foot stepping on the hard concrete floor as he pulls me with quick speed.

    When he finally stops. I almost topple and he steadies me. Taking off the blindfold slowly.

   " your a lady ' he says.

" it is not proper for a young lady such as yourself to be in company of a man alone in a house". 

   " people will think wrong of you ". He continues 

  " oh" I say.

   Slowly understanding what he meant .

  " your slow" he says.

   " No!!" I reply " I just don't think those things, my mind doesn't quickly fill with evil thoughts." 

  " plus" I add " your not a man" I say laughing . 

I laugh hard. Almost falling to the ground.

" is that so " he says giving me a wicked smile.

I don't know why but it gives me chills and thrills me. The expression he makes. It shows how many secrets he hides and how many I would like to uncover.

" you better run" he says. " before I catch you ".

I run through the garden, in the night as the stars glitter. I laugh as he's about to catch me and I run even faster.

He laughs as well and it feels like we are children. Playing in the night outside while our mothers wait for us in the house, ready to beat or spank their wicked  children who have dirtied themselves and come late home.

Just for that moment, it's like we are children who've known each other forever.

I laugh and laugh as he closes in and then shortly, right after I turn. It's like he disappears.

" Derick?" I call out " Derick? Derick?." 

" Booo!," he yells as I jump.

He pushes me hard and I fall down rolling the steep slope in the garden and he rolls himself as well.

" Ahhhhh" I scream " I'll get you for this " I say. 

He laughs as we fall and I stop at the end of the slope and he falls on top of me . 

" I finally caught you " he says . Laughing.

" ow" I say as I also join his laughter and push him off me.

We laugh a bit, both on the warm grass together. Is it warm? It's cold isn't it ? But I feel warm for some reason.
As our laughing dies down. We stay there quiet looking at the stars and lying in the grass.

" it's beautiful " I say .

" what is ? " he asks looking at me .
" Everything " I reply .  

       We sit there in awkward silence for some time as I seriously debate on going home or not. Where would I sleep?. Could I trust a stranger ? I don't know him that well. We both get up slowly and walk in silence. Where we're walking to, I have no idea. I want to speak but I feel like my voice has left me. Finally he speaks. 

     " where are we walking to ?"he says .

      " I don't know " I reply.

" weren't you the one taking the lead " he says .

" I don't think I understand " I reply .

" as in you got up and started walking " he says. " so I followed ".

" em, I was just thinking " I say .

" are you always thinking ? he replies 

" no , not always " I say.

" well thinking too much is dangerous, for a girl " he says. 

" how dare you " I say pushing him hard.   

I thought we were going to laugh about this or we would start chasing each other again. Instead, he looks at me with a cold death glare and I feel the chills go down my spine. I really need to get out of here .He's mad and I'm not willing to be butchered. What was I thinking trying to sleep in a strangers home. My mother may abandon me but at least it's still my home. It's not like she can take the house with her . Can she ?

" em, please don't be mad ". " I didn't mean to "

I hardly recognize or notice that I say those words. I don't even know where they are coming from. Was it me speaking ? What am I sorry for ? It's him who insulted me .

" no, I'm sorry. I didn't know we weren't close enough " he says. " to make such jokes 

" aren't you sleepy ?" He asks.

" No" I reply 

" well I need to do something in the house " he says.

" where do you plan on sleeping " he asks

" I don't know " I say .

" well, did you want to stay in the house or sleep outside?" 

" outside ?" I question.

Was I a dog to sleep outside. Did he not want me in his prefect little house . What was his issue ? I think I just need to go home. 

Before I can react, he interrogated me again. 

" As in under the stars" he says . " since you like it so much".

" oh" I say . " But it's too cold". I reply.

" come With me " he says.

Deeper in what looked like a forest next to his house and much deeper surrounded by trees. The boy took me by the hand and led me in the dark of night. 

" here " he says.

I see a blue tent or is it the dark that makes it blue., like the ones in old books made for kings and I'm shocked. Inside feels warmer than my house would at night. 

" I have to go " he replies " will you be okay here "