The Masked Stranger

Chapter 3

It was lunch and so I went to mine and Gen's table when I was met by none other than Lewis, who by the way had paint all over himself, which is odd because he has no art classes. His light blonde hair even had some paint in it and there was some on his cheeks right below his ocean colored eyes.

"Hey Jay, how are you?" Lewis asked me.

Suddenly I felt a weird tingling feeling, so naturally, I left Lewis alone in the cafeteria hanging without greeting him back. Served him right for forcing the uncooked ham he calls a pet onto me in the first place.

As I started walking out of the lunchroom and went down the hall and saw the principal talking to someone I hid behind a wall because I didn’t want o see the principal since he was always on my case about something mainly because I was not the best student, my grades were average but many of the teachers just hated me. I decided to open the locker next to me and get inside of it to avoid being seen, not like I really had a reason. I had always wondered what was so bad about being inside of a locker and it made me feel like a spy which of course I was kind of trying to spy on their conversation.

I quickly figured out why it sucks to be inside of a locker, because while I was trying to get out the door was jammed I then tried to gently open the door but it made a very loud sound that was not very pleasant to my ears. Then I heard the principal and the man walk in my direction.

Well, I'm screwed. When I found the locker door open I saw none other than the man from last night in the alley, the one who pushed me into the car and sniffed me except this time I could see his eyes, they were a light brown and when he noticed I was staring at his eyes a smirk appeared on his face, is it bad I found him attractive probably, do I care, no, not really. Ugh Jade get yourself together girl. Then the principal started talking.

"Miss Jensen I hope you have a good reason for being in a locker." He said in a stern voice but sounded really annoying to me. Naturally, my only response is to lie only to spare myself the lecture.

"Would you believe me if I told you someone shoved me in there," I asked.

"No," he replied. Well, crap I thought to myself how am I gonna get out of this one.

"Well, you see it's a funny story actually," I told him while I was trying to find something to blame it on, then it hit me to blame Lewis. He stuck me with his pig for the whole week, he deserves this.

"It was all Lewis's Jacobs fault," I said then I quickly sprinted down the hall to the cafeteria and hid amongst the crowd.

Then I saw Gen sitting next to Zachary and I walked over to them and sat down. Suddenly I saw the principal and then ducked under the table.

When I came back out from under the table I saw all my friends looking at me funny and with confused looks.

"Why" that was all Gen could muster up out of her mouth.

“Bet she was making trouble and is hiding to avoid punishment.” Renni said while he played video games on his phone. The sad thing is that he was right but what hurt more was that everyone else at the table just either nodded or hummed in agreement with his statement.

“Oh come on guys I don’t cause trouble that much at least show some surprise.” I said loudly but not loud enough to draw other tables' attention. It wasn’t long before someone burst out laughing. I scanned the table until I came across Blake who was laughing so hard tears formed in his eyes.

“What’s so funny?” I asked him as he fell on the floor from laughter. His laughter died down after a few minutes and he wiped the tears from his eyes and stood up.

“Oh nothing, just the fact that you think you don’t cause trouble often enough for us to not be surprised by your mischief.”

“Huh but I don’t cause trouble often!” I said slightly offended.

“Oh really?” He replied.

“Yes really.” I told him.

“Okay do you want some recent examples of you causing trouble?” Blake said as he leaned back and folded his arms over his chest.

Before I could respond they all started listing instances I’ve caused trouble from the last three months. Such as when I put quick dry super glue on Wes’s binder before our science class and he couldn’t open it. When I glued Gen’s shoes to her ceiling in her room. When I put shaving cream in Blake’s jacket pockets. As well as when I soaked all of Lewis’s socks in vinegar it just made his foot odor worse so it was not my best idea.

“Okay guys I think I get it.” I sat back down at the table and put my head down in embarrassment at the fact that I wasn’t as sneaky about my pranks as I thought I was.

***

When lunch was over I started heading to my next class, when someone pulled me into the janitor's closet. That is when somebody hugged me. I rolled my eyes and just patted the person on the back to spare them the stupid feeling of grabbing the wrong person. Suddenly before I even knew what was happening I fell into the other person’s arms and passed out.

*****

When I woke up I found myself on a very comfortable bed that I knew was not my own, because my parents would never let me sleep on something so comfy why is anybody’s guess.

After a minute or two I opened my eyes and started to stand up, but before I could I heard the door open and it was that same man yet again from the last night and the locker incident and I still don't know his name I’ve now seen the guy three time and we both don’t have a clue about the other’s name I’ve met hamsters with better introduction skills.

"Good, you're awake." He said in a kind of relieved tone.

“Yeah no duh.” I said before rolling my eyes.

“Feisty, I like that.” He said I made a gaging gesture.

“You sir are cringy.”

“What are you shy about me saying that I like your feistiness?” He shot back.

“You know what I think I’m just going to start calling you king cringy because right now all you are making me do is cringe at your terrible well I want to call them pickup lines but let’s be honest no girl is falling for your cringy words. Also where in the flippity fudge are we? Why the frick am I here? And how in the heck did I get here?” I said well more like ranted taking all the strength in my body not to curse.

“Okay first of all don’t call me king cringy, that's rude.”

“But why I mean for all I know that could be your name.” I said as I sat back down on the bed. He tilted his head and gave me an unamused look.

“Why are you looking at me like that? For all I know your parents could have hated you and thought you were cringy too.” my comment earned me an eye roll from him.

“As I said don’t call me king cringy my name is James. And second of all what is with those terrible curses what are you afraid to say f-” I quickly covered his mouth with my hand before he said it then I shook my head at him then removed my hand he rolled his eyes again.” Third I can’t tell you where exactly we are because then that would kind of defeat the purpose of knocking you out to bring you here. As for why you're here, that is because you are my mate. And how you got here was I knocked you out and drove us here.” He said like it was perfectly normal.

“So what I’m hearing is you kidn*pped me and took me to this unknown location because of some weird fantasy that we are somehow ‘mates’ what are we wolves” I started laughing then I noticed his face was completely serious.”Okay uh I can see now that you really believe this so I’m going to say this as nicely as I can. Stop get help. There's a hospital near my city for the criminally insane. Maybe they’d be willing to let you in. I'm sure you meet all the right, or wrong criteria.”

“Hang on, I'm not insane and I'm not a criminal.” He said defensively.

“Sure, sure cause normal people kidnap random girls they don’t even know the names of.” I said as I fell to the floor from laughter.

“I know your name it’s Jade Jensen, isn't it?” he said I stopped laughing now I was actually scared.

“How do you know my name?”

“Well I didn’t, the first time we met you were just a masked stranger to me. The second time we met I asked your school principal after we found you in that locker.” He said as he walked closer to me.

“Hang on he can’t give out that information all willy nilly.”

“Well not like he could have refused me of all people.” He replied. I am not even going to ask this freak what that means.

“Ugh whatever can you just explain to me what you want from me.” I said rubbing my temples and he just sat down next to me and his brown eyes gazed into my green ones.

“I just want to be near you, you put me at ease.” He said before grabbing my hand and kissing it and putting it against his face before standing up and leaving the room.

“What A Freak!” I said aloud to myself before putting that whole exchange in the back of my mind.

As he left I did what I felt was natural and looked for an escape route. I got up from the bed and started exploring the bedroom. I open the door and it leads to the bathroom. I walk in and I’m instantly in love. The counter on the sink is made of granite, which if I'm being honest I really love this bathroom I look to the shower and notice It is a waterfall shower, then I turn my head slightly to discover the bathtub it was long and very pretty it was old fashioned and wasn't hooked onto a wall it unlike most had feet to keep it off of the floor, but instead of a white tub, it was a very dark blue on the outside I absolutely loved this bathroom. I mean the tub would be perfect if it had jets but hey at least it looks pretty and old fashioned.

I turn and walk out of the bathroom and open the door on the other side of the bed and when I do I see a huge walk-in closet. Of course the only clothes inside are mens and it takes up less than half the closet.

Seriously, why does everything in this house have to be what I would put in my dream house ugh. I hate it when people torture me like this.

When I leave that room I walk over to the glass doors in the room that I know lead to outside. I open them lightly as if I would break them, which I very well easily could. After I open the doors I find myself on a balcony with the most amazing view of the forest and of the sun setting. I absolutely love this house, but I, unfortunately, don't live here. If I did I probably would have much better parents then I currently do that or I’d be a sugar baby. Nah I don’t have to mind that I’d feel too guilty for leeching off of someone like that.

I then heard the door open. It was James with a plate of food, the food consisted of bread, turkey and pepper jack cheese, plus some pickles off to the side. I looked at the food and stepped back.

"I'm not going to hurt you," James said with a worried look on his face.

"It's not you," I say looking at him.

"It's just" I stop for a second and look at the food. "I'm allergic to pickles, well to be more precise I’m allergic to the stuff that makes a cucumber a pickle" I tell him, then I proceed to back up more.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I probably should have asked if you had any allergies before I..." I stopped him.

“Well just get it out of here.” I told him. He took the plate and left the room and when he came back he came over to me.

"Can I go home now?" I ask.

"One question first." He asks, then I nod my head.

"How old are you beautiful?" He asked me.

"You know it's very rude to ask a woman how old she is. Also are you sure you want more charges on top of k********g because that feels like the territory you are trying to explore." I notice he tenses up and then I say. "Relax I was just messing with you, I'm almost eighteen," I tell him then he smiles at me.

“Alright, good to know and just so we're clear I’m nineteen so I’m not trying to be weird I was just trying to get to know you more.” He replied as his cheeks turned red from embarrassment.

We walk out the door and down the stairs then I keep following him until we reach a garage. He grabbed the keys to a blue Chevrolet truck.

****

Soon we reached my house and I opened the door and got out.

"Wait," he says.

"Yeah," I ask.

"Can I see you again sometime? I want to get to know you and stuff." He says while rubbing his neck lightly.

"Why would I do that, you kidnapper?" I told him through the window his eyes got sad and I was now mentally kicking myself for being too soft hearted.”Ugh FINE just next time don’t kidnap me it tends to make people not like you.”

“I’ll remember that for next time and I’m sorry about that. I wasn’t exactly thinking.”

“What does that mean?”

“You’ll find out.”

“Whatever king cringy.” I said as I winked at him, causing him to roll his eyes.

As soon as I got into the house I saw glass all over the floor shattered and I noticed the t.v. had a huge c***k in it. Then I walk into the kitchen and see blood so I walk towards it a little and see my mother laying there lifeless and next to her is my father with a stab wound in between both his eyes blood still seeping out of his head, but my mom had an ax laying next to her severed head. I looked away and threw up. I had seen blood and gore before but never to this level and the smell now reached my nose. It was revolting almost like they had been sitting here like this all day. Before I even turn around a hand comes over my mouth.