All I Need

Chapter 6

After a few days of exchanging messages of God knows what, we decided to meet again. A countless I love yous and I miss yous made me decide to see him again. I was so damn excited and I couldn't hold my usual serious facial expression in front of my family or even my friends. 

But.. This needed to be kept a secret.. I was not ready for the whole to know yet. As if they would care. Well, my family would for sure. After all, they would lose their precious breadwinner if I suddenly decided to leave and start my own family. It was not bad as it may have sounded. They were just too used to me providing them as much as I could, leaving me penniless most of the time. However, this time I decided to make a life for myself. I wanted a change and I wanted it sooner than later.

I was running late for our agreed time and I was not familiar with the place we chose to meet. I was speed running and my feet and breathing were starting to betray me as I could feel they were getting tired and I was running out of breath. I didn't want to make any bad impressions, but I was born to be always late. I was known to always be late.

As I approached the stairs to the footbridge, I saw a very familiar motorbike with a man sprawled on it. Wo so comfortable lying under the bridge on a busy road. In a normal situation, I would never have liked this scene I was witnessing, but because it was him I found it cute and it actually made me smile. Then, he turned around and saw me. He gathered himself and approached me, offered his hands for me to hold and guided me to where he vehicle was parked. He was smiling all throughout but I was too shy to even look at his face. When we were settled, he started the engine and drove to where only he knew as he never asked me where I would want to go. IT was fine since I knew that I would not have answered anyway. 

He drove with me with usual position behind him, hugging him from the back and my head on his shoulder. I was examining every inch of his face through the side mirror and was mesmerized with how good looking he was. He was such an adonis. Clean cut hair, chiseled nose, lips not thin but not thick, always enough for a perfect kiss.And his eyes.. Oh his eyes... They were covered by the helmet visor so I couldn't see them. He was also way much taller than me. My head could only reach up to his chest and it was perfect. He was medium built, not the bulky scary ones, he was more of a gentle looking man. Oh I love him.

I was pulled out of my daydream when I felt that he turned on the corner straight through the entrance of a 3 story building that seemed to be made up of various rooms with windows covered by curtains. There were no doors to be found, all covered by wooden pull up gates and behind them were garrage alloted to each clients wanted to rent a place to stay.

My heart was pounding when I  realized where we were. I was trying to find some answers from him by looking at me.  He was focused on the man signalling him the way to a vacant accommodation. I was speechless, I was so scared. I never expected that we would end up here after planning some places where we could have a talk and nice meals. Brung! I heard the sound of the gate pulled down and there we were enclosed in the garage. He finally had the courage to look at me. He could tell how scared I was so he assured me of something.

"I'm just so tired. Can we just sleep for an hour or two, then let's go wherever you want to go." He said.

"No, please." I was begging.

"I promise we won’t do anything. I just want to take a nap first. I'm exhausted from work and I don't think I'm in a good state to drive." He countered.

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"Please? Believe me, we would just sleep. I just want a cuddle from my girlfriend." He assured me while pulling me slowly from where I was still seated on his motorbike. 

I hesitantly stood up. I couldn't think straight. I didn't want to make a scene. I didn't even know how to get out of this damn place. I had no choice, but to trust. Maybe he meant it. Maybe he would do nothing harm. He did not force me the first time, he could still be gentle to me this time. He was in front of me pulling me by the hands ever so slowly not to startle me. It could have been that longest longest 1o steps journey of my life until we reached the door and he twisted the knob to let us in. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. I would be such a fool if I cried just to find out that he just meant to really just sleep in here. I would look like an i***t that might turn him off.

Oh God help me!