“Did I do something?” he asked after what felt like eons of silence. I shook my head. “Then, how do I make this up to you? Just name anything and it’s yours.”
“Why are you so persistent?!” I yell. “Just leave me alone. God, the guy I foolishly had a crush on since the beginning of the year just up and lets me walk into some abandoned horror house. You want nothing but popularity and will curry favor with anyone just to keep up appearances.” I shut my mouth, realizing I had said too much. One of my biggest secrets was now up in the air. Warm tears fell down my cheek, making me forget the chilled air around me. The crosswalk light turned green, giving me a chance to escape this disaster. I booked it across the street to the other side, tears burning my skin on the brisk autumn day.
“Lena, wait!” he begged. I stomped on the pavement, whipping my head around to face him. He was two steps away from jumping into his car and chasing after me like in one of those cheesy romantic comedies.
“Don’t follow me or I’ll call the police!” I warned. He froze in his tracks and I ran the rest of the way home, praying he didn’t follow me.
I slammed the door shut when Bruiser, my pit bull, came to greet me. I smiled as I pet his head. I took in as many deep breaths as I could as I contemplated how much worse that situation could have gotten. I could have said a lot more, and ended up in an even worse situation than that.
“Fantastic job, Lena,” I sighed. “At least he doesn’t suspect anything, I hope.” I pulled myself off of the ground and decided to come up with a plan to free those women.