Four
1060 Words
LOCATION: Los Angeles, America
Melinda's POV
I walked back into the restaurant hoping to see my parents and share the good news with them, but to my surprise,the restaurant was empty. I figured they had probably left for home so I closed and walked out of the restaurant.
I saw Isabella's car still parked there. I walked to the car and peeped through the window but Isa wasn't there.
Where the hell is she then?
My eyes darted around but she was nowhere to be found. My apprehension was about to kick in when I saw her emerge from the bushes nearby.
"What are you doing in the bushes, Isa?" I asked, my mouth widened in surprise.
"I thought I saw someone following me so I went to check, but there was no one there," she said.
"Now why would anyone spy on you?" I rolled my eyes.
"Might be my dad monitoring my life as usual" She shrugged and walked into the car.
"Need a ride home?" She asked.
I nodded and entered the car.
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I got home but found the house empty. That was a bit strange. I was getting worried so I decided to call them. I called my mum first but she didn't answer her phone then I called my dad next.
"Hey dad, I just got home now and found the house empty, where are you?" I asked.
"We stepped out for a quick thing, we'll be home soon, don't wait up for us" He rushed his words and ended the call.
That was very strange. He seemed to be doing something important and didn't want to be disturbed.
I decided to wait for them. I laid on the couch but ended up falling asleep.
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I opened my eyes slowly but was immediately blinded by the brightness of the room. I stood up gently and yawned. It took me a few seconds to realize that I had fallen asleep on the couch the night before.
I was about to walk to my room when I noticed a figure in the kitchen.
'Omg, there is a thief in the house'
My heart raced as I thought about what to do. I'm alone in the house and he appears to be a lot stronger than me. I thought of possible ways to knock him out before he realizes that someone is behind him.
I thought of grabbing his arm and twisting it back before giving him a kick, then quickly grabbing a knife and stabbing his arm or leg. I had already planned the perfect attack in my head, the only thing I haven't done is to implement it.
I walked slowly while being careful not to alarm him. I grabbed his arm and was about to give him a kick when he twisted my arm and pinned my back to his chest and held me tightly. I winced in pain.
'He is way stronger than I thought'
His musky scent filled my nostrils. I almost drowned in his scent but was quick to remind myself of the danger I was in.
‘Get a hold of yourself, Mel' I screamed mentally.
His voice jerked me out of my thoughts.
"Who are you?" He asked in a chilly tone.
"What the f**k are you doing in my house?" I yelled.
"Your house?" He mumbled. I could sense the surprise in his voice.
Seizing the opportunity, I dug my teeth in his arm. I bit him so hard that he yelped and let go of me. I ran from him and was quick to grab a small knife first this time.
"Stay away from me or I promise I'll stab you," I threatened.
He didn't even look at me as his gaze was fixated on his arm. I followed his gaze and saw that his arm was bleeding.
'Damn I really bit him too hard'
He glared at me, his gaze piercing through my soul. If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under by now. I acted to be unfazed by his deadly glare and glared at him in return.
"Take one more step and I'll send this knife right through your heart," I said with so much venom in my voice.
He chuckled slightly. The f**k is wrong with this guy?
My parents rushed into the kitchen. I didn't even know they were home. I figured they must have heard the commotion. My mum placed a hand on her mouth to stop herself from screaming when she saw the blood on the stranger's arm. She seemed to be really scared.
"Who is this psychopath?" The strange man howled.
"What? You want to scare me? Why are you howling like a wolf?" I yelled at him, still pointing the knife at him.
"Mel, let's have a word," my dad said, letting out a deep sigh
"And we'll leave this thief here? Mum, call the cops," I said hurriedly.
"He is not a thief, he is a relative of ours" my mum mumbled and my mouth flew open
Our relative??
My dad grabbed me by my arm and dragged me out while my mum rushed to the strange man.
He let go of my arm when we were out of earshot.
"What did you do to him?" My dad questioned.
"I thought he was a thief so I bit him hard,"
My dad rubbed his forehead gently. I could tell he was very tense. He inhaled sharply.
"Okay Mel listen to me carefully, that man in there is a distant relative of ours, he had come to stay for a few days because he had some important work. Please, try not to get on his bad side" He said,his voice quivering but he was brisk to cover it up
I couldn't understand why they seemed so scared of him.
"If he is a relative, why do you seem so scared of him?" I asked.
My dad was taken aback by the question
"What? I'm not scared of him, I just want him to enjoy his stay here"
He said and walked away
He hadn't taken more than a few strides when he turned
"And try not to get too close to him," he added and walked away.
Who really is this distant relative and why are my parents acting up over it?
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