After spending a lot of time in the mini food mart due to is inability to choose quickly he finally stepped out with a paper bag in one hand that contained what he had finally settled on: two jumbo chickens wrap and almost blocked fanta.
The night air was very cool, he is a creature of the night, he hate coming out in the day time in his original world, he only come out at night, but since coming to this world, his time schedule has to change for his own survival. He really missed the feeling of spending most of his time in the night, listening to the symphony of the night wind that blows, watching stars and watching people drinking non stop knowing they still have work the next day. What he wouldn’t do to go back to those times.
He was about to head back to his apartment, when a sound caught his attention. It was like the sound of a young girl crying. You may wonder how I know that it is a young girl kind of cry, let’s just say I have a very unique college days.
The sound was soft, almost hidden like the sound of a mouse that is trying to keep quiet so you wouldn’t catch it.
He turned his head towards the alley between the food mart and the nearby electronic store. The alley was narrow, barely wide enough for two people to work by. At the far end pressed against the brick wall with her knees drawn to her chest, was a Young girl.
I don’t want to boast that I am right, but I couldn’t just help it, I am so great at almost everything, even my guessing skills are on top. My greatness is so overwhelming that it can make the world power very jealous. Let’s focus on the matter at hand and live my greatness for another time.
I really wonder what a young girl could be doing in this poorly lit passage, and to make matter what she is still in her school uniform. A white and green uniform with her white transparent bag on the floor near her.
She looked young, like if am not wrong, like sixteen years old. Her blond hair was tied in a pony tailed style, I could see some colors on her hair that feels like the color of chew gum on her hair. Although her face could be almost hidden in the darkness of the passage, you could still see are green eyes, that shine so bright like the eye color of a cat. Her eyes was watery from the crying she had done and still doing.
Friesian stood at the mouth of the passage way observing, a debate was going through is mind, should he go towards the girl or live her alone. He is a villain, a villain don’t go around helping girls crying hidden passage ways. They are the one that cause the crying of the girls most time.
Friesian wanted to go, but he has this feeling that if he leave this girl without interacting with her, that there would be repercussion for that action. Friesian then became curious, he need to know the reason why he has this feeling. So he swallow all his fear and work towards the girl.
As he was three step closer to the girl, she suddenly sprang up with a dagger in her hand, the dagger was pointed at him. Her eyes that was still filled with tears became fierce.
Friesian was beyond surprised, he did not understand what was going on, he just wanted to interact with her, instead he was met with a dangerous dagger pointed at his throat. The girl then said.
"I know men like you, you see girls crying in a passage and your next act is to use that to your advantage so you can sleep with the girl, you don’t even care if she is up to age or not, all what is on you men mind is to satisfy that beastly instinct of yours. She paused for sometime she then continue, "you men disgust me, you are all disgusting.
Friesian just keep on getting confused and confused, he didn’t understand how the situation lead to that, he felt that the situation is moving too fast for him, he felt that if he did not talk now that it would lead to further complications. He then decided to talk.
"hi, my name is Friesian, I am not the kind of guy you think I am, I heard a sound of crying in the passage way, even if it almost resemble the sound of a rat I felt that the sound resemble the one of a young girl, so I came to check due to my curiosity. Forgive me if I come out looking like a dangerous guy to you, but I assure you I am not what you believe me to be in your mind.
She then asked me what was in my bag. I told her that it was food that I bought to eat this night, I showed her my jumbo chicken and my chilled drink.
Immediately she saw it her stomach grumbles, it was almost like the sound of a mini earth quake tremor. I didn’t tell her that, I learned that sometimes girls love to be lied too, not lied to all the time but in some cases.
I just told her that she looked hungry. I then offered to share some of my jumbo chicken with her. It may looked like I come on too strong but I just feel that it was nothing bad. Like what’s the harm in sharing your food with a stranger.
I guessed I was the only that find my act of sharing normal, the girl find it suspicious when I offered to share food with her, it was like a devil whisper to her. A stranger offering her food, that isn’t suspicious at all.
I ate the food in her front to show her my goodwill, but she still didn’t accept my food. I didn’t know what to do, so I just choose to interact in another way, I asked her for her name, she refused to answer, I asked her for her house address still no reply, I asked her for any of her parents or guarding contact and I received no reply.
I am almost at my wit end here, how can trying to do good feel so frustrating. I decided to my self that I have given up.
As I was about to leave and focus on my own live, I heard the girl voice. I believe she said something but I can’t pick what she said due to my inner monologue. I then said to the girl.
"hmmm, did you say something, can you repeat what you said".
"I said I am hungry. "the girl said.
"but I offered you food and you refused to take it. "he said.
"I know, I don’t want your food, I want something else. "she said.
In my mind I was thinking how could she say something like that, that is somehow shameless, can’t she just accept what I give her. I am very sure if I am a true villain I wouldn’t be in this situation. This could count as a lesson to me and I would make sure I won’t let my curiosity drag me into this kind of situation again.
"okay, will you follow me to the mini food mart, or I should go and buy it by myself. If you want me to go and buy it by myself tell me what you want now. "I said.
"don’t worry, I would follow you to the food mart.
After she said that, we both walked to the food mart. Luckily for us she was different from me, she wasn’t plagued with indecisions like me. She already knew what she wants. So as soon as she entered the mart she already picked what she wanted.
I waited for her to eat what she picked before I will leave her. I asked her questions again when she was done with her food, it was still the same result, and I was already getting tired of the silence after my questions. So I choose to leave.
So I left the girl alone and decided to be going home. While I was walking home, I notice the girl following me a couple feet behind. I choose to ignore it, maybe the way to her house is passing the same route to my own house. She would leave if she reached her own intersection.
I realize that my thoughts where wrong, everywhere I pass, the girl could always be seen at my back, it was like she was following me to my house, I waited for some time to see maybe it was my paranoia speaking or I was right.
When I realized I was right I confronted the girl on what she was doing, but she straightforward deny me, she said that this is the road to her house, that it was all in my head that she was following me. I didn’t really know what to do after she denies the accusation. I can’t fault her on crime she didn’t commit.
So I left her alone then continue moving to my house, still she continues to follow me. She followed me to my house after I have reach my house. When I looked back I could see her body reaction like she want to say something but did not know how to say it. I still left her, it is non of my business, it’s not like she would enter my house without my permission.
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Only god knew I would come to regret that word, that I would take back my word, eat it and swallow it even.