Until I met you

Chapter three

” Stop checking me out and please drive ,

Tinkerbell.” He said with so much

sarcasm and a really cute British accent.

” I can’t drive a total stranger. I don’t

even know who you’re.”

” Snow White please drive..” he whine

tiredly.

He’s bad without being told. I mean he

has tattoos and he looks really bad in a

cute way though. What if he has

something bad install for me. Hell no ,

I’m the driver and I’m in charge of the

wheel. But he’s a man and he can easily

outstand me. I look at him and his eyes

meet mine. I gulp , scared to death and

look away. I hope I don’t go to hell

because of this stranger.

” Ariel stop talking and drive this cute

stranger.” That’s my subconsciousness.

She’s really different from me.

I heave a deep breath and take the wheel.

I don’t even know where he’s going and

he didn’t bother to tell me. I decide to

ask.

” Where am I supposed to take you to ?”

He didn’t reply but look at me with his

index finger on his lip. Alright he’s

intimidating.

” What are you doing ?” He ask after the

long silence. This time it was American

accent. Why’s he changing his accent ? I

swear it’s disturbing.

” What am I doing ?”

” I’m asking.”

” I’m driving Mr stranger.” I sigh and for

once I regretted I’m not this type of girl

who’s aggressive and stubborn.

” Pull over.” He said with so much order.

” What !”

” Tinkerbell can you please pull over ?”

” Why should I do that ? I thought…”

Without completing the word , my

passenger already pull the brake. I

breathe in and out and look at him. Did

he want to kill me ?

” Let’s swap seats. I’m driving this time.”

He says with his grey eyes not leaving

mine. Wait , did I talk about his hair ?

Uhh..

” I can’t let you drive my car.” I fire. He

undid his seatbelt and look at me.

” I’m waiting.”

” I won’t let you drive my car.”

” This is not even a car. It’s a box.” He

said with his British accent and I hated

that it carries sarcasm.

” Don’t insult my car. It’s not like you

have one , if not you won’t be stuck in my

car.” I tell him as his brows furrows.

He snorts a chuckle and reach out to lift

me off my seat.

” What are you doing ?” I explain. He

didn’t answer but successfully creep

underneath me to take the wheel. My butt

had to gently touch his lower body and i

feel humiliated, maybe because I felt

weird with that contact.

I stumble to my passenger seat and tuck

back my scattered hair.

” What’s the meaning of that ?” I ask him

still trying to swallow whatever thing he

just did.

He starts the car and change gear. The

speed was terrible and I hopelessly slam

my head against the window. I turn to

look at him and I could see a smirk at

the corner of his lips. I think he just

came out of rehab. I quickly fasten my

seatbelt before I die of hypertension.

” What type of speed is this ?” I ask him

with a high pitch voice.

” That’s how you drive a fuckin car.” He

scoffs. How dare he curse in my car.

Now i feel unholy. How am I supposed to

make heaven with such a man in my car.

” Stop cussing in my car.” I said and

sigh.” I don’t like it.”

He chuckle not even sparing me a

glance.” You’re seriously fuckin me up

right now , Tinkerbell.”

” You did it again. You don’t curse in my

car and secondly I’m not Tinkerbell.”

” Alright Snow White.” He says and

glance at me. My heart almost freeze at

his smirk. He roll his eyes and glance

back at the road still in speed.

He’s weird.

” You’re weird. It’s obvious you’re just

getting out of rehab.” I utter lowly.

He didn’t reply and I watch how he

handles my wheel.

” I’m too cute for that , Snow White.”

Great ! From Tinkerbell to snow White

and then Ariel.

” So what’s a naive Christian doing at this

side of town ?” He ask and stare at me ,

still wearing that smirk.

” I’m not a naive Christian . And what I’m

doing at this side of town is not your

business.”

” You’re naive. At least this could tell.”

He says and motion to the rosary hanging

on the rearview mirror.

” Don’t mock my faith.”

” Why would I do that ?”

” You called me naive.”

” It’s the truth. This isn’t 2003 and now I

think I’m living backwards.” He scoff.” I

feel like traveling to Mars.” He says with

British accent again.

” Why are you swapping accents ? British

accent and then American. What’s with

you ?”

” I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Great , this time he spoke in his obvious

American accent. Why his he faking a

British accent.

” You know i feel like I’m gonna burn in

hell for accepting to give you a ride.”

” It’s really weird you’ll definitely burn in

hell.” He says and stop for a red light.

We’re at the main side of town and I

don’t see my house.

” Stop judging me.” I scoff and look out

of the window.

I feel his eyes stare at me before he

continues driving again.

” You’re too pretty to be this naive.” My

heart beat freeze again. He called me

pretty. But then I remembered Freddie

said same words and took advantage of

me at the end.

My mood changes and I was forced to

bite my thumb. For some reasons I’m

glad I’m away from home. Away from

torment and this total stranger just made

me forget I’ve been through a lot of s**t.

My head begin pounding a bit and I

already forgot I had to take my medicine.

I reach for the bottle water at the

backseat. I pull out a capsule and throw

it inside my mouth before gulping down

the water. I feel my driver’s eyes on me.

I just hope he doesn’t ask what it’s

meant for.

Still holding the water I wipe my forehead

and look out of the window. The sudden

silence was really weird for me. I don’t

know about him , but he looks like a jerk.

He barely cares about anything. I think

that’s what bad people are.

” Ariel , don’t be quick to judge.” My

inner woman snap at me. I turn to look at

this stranger and his grey eyes meet

mine. He shakes his head slightly and

focus back on the road.

” Do you have a direction ? It’s Almost

late and I need to be at home.”

” Christians ? Your mommy is gonna beat

you right ?” He turns to look at me and

furrow his brows.

How can he be awkwardly perfect ? And

weird too.

” I don’t know what you’re talking about.

And just stop talking about my religion.

You don’t even look like a believer.”

He scoffs and stay silent. I roll my eyes

and look at the window. I don’t even

know where we are or where we’re going .

We’re far from town and I’m really scared.

Is he trying to sell me or probably rape

me ?

” Where are we going ? Where are we ? I

don’t even see my house.” I whine.

He didn’t reply but just stare at me and

look away. Luckily he halts the car and

I’m grateful I’m driving my car back to

my house. Surprisingly he pulls the key

out of the ignition and get out of my car.

I sigh and come out too. Of course i can’t

fight him. I’m this nerdy weak girl.

” Stranger , what are you doing ?”

” I won’t stay long. You can stay there if

you want.” I look at his direction and it’s

a coffee shop.

I pursue suit hopelessly and follow him

inside this shop. It’s not that crowded ,

just few customers maybe five. The

average man behind the counter seems to

shriek at the sight of this perfect tatted

figure.

” Where the f**k is my s**t ?” My car

partner yell.

” I…” He stutters and it’s clearly obvious

he’s scared of him. Yeah me too , we’re

not alone.

” I what ? You douche ass prick got my

package and you couldn’t pay up. Nigga

where’s my s**t ?” How can someone

cuss freely and he’s still comfortable.

The guy tries to speak up but tatted

stranger slam his head on the counter. I

felt his pain cause I jolt in my position.

This isn’t the guy I drove with. This one

is super aggressive. The customers in the

coffee shop couldn’t interfere. Are they

scared of him ? They just stare in awe.

The coffee man gives him a bundle of

money with a red face.

” I’m sorry man.” He says after this

weirdo collects the money and shove it

on his pocket.

” f**k you.” He cuss and turn to look at

me with his super cute smirk. He’s

insane. With no one ready to talk back,

they return to their business and i was

force to freeze on my spot.

” You’re ready to go snow white ? I’m

sorry Tinkerbell.” I try to talk but his

hands held my arm and pull me out of

the shop. I dare not restrain not with what

I saw out there. Without saying a word i

slip inside the passenger’s seat and

buckle my seatbelt.

” Are you okay ?” Why does he care all of

a sudden ?

” Yes. Thank you.” I tell him as he

continue driving.

The silence is crazy and I was force to

turn the radio on. Luckily a pastor is

preaching. Stranger scoffs and tune the

radio endlessly. He finally stops when he

heard a pop song pops out of the radio. I

wanted to ask him why he changed the

radio but my mind drift to the weirdo I

saw at the coffee shop. Of course just a

snap and my ankles might be broken.

” That wasn’t fair.” I decide to say. He

rolls his eyes and nod his head to the

music. I don’t listen to this type of music

since I’m living with a semi pastor. I

really hate myself he had to be demoted

because of me.

” Are you always that aggressive ?” Why

do I even care ? He’s a stranger and

we’re never gonna meet again. Just like I

picture , he didn’t reply. I sigh and slump

back on the seat.

“You just moved in right ?” He asks.

Thought he has gone automatically dumb.

“Why do you care ?”

“You’re too pretty to be around this side

of town.” I sigh and cross my arms.

I didn’t reply but just watch how he

handles my wheel. He relax a bit and run

his hand down his messy hair. The sides

of his hair and back are a bit low as it

curly strands are everywhere. His eyes

snap me out of my trespassing as he

raise his brows with a heart melting

smirk.

“What ?” I ask him.

“Stop checking me out like you wanna eat

me. It’s rude to stare.” I huff and bite the

inside of my cheek. Now he’s gonna

think I’m interested in him.

“What makes you think I was checking

you out ?” I raise my brows and lean

against my window to look at him

properly.

“It’s fine. I was checking you out too.

Nice sweaters.” What an asshole.

I glue my face to the window to hide my

blush.

I’m tired same time I’m not tired. My

house is filled with ranting parents.

Parents who finds joy in making you look

useless. The car stops as this stranger

got out. He didn’t pull the keys out this

time. I got out and surprisingly I saw two

cars. Not just any type of cars . I might

be a nerd but I can easily tell if I spot an

expensive car. One is a red Lamborghini

and the other a Bentley.

I watch the stranger stride to the Bentley

as one of the men on black suits give

him a champagne bottle.

” Seriously..” he turns around and smirk

at me.

” You’re okay ?” He ask me.

” Is that your thank you ?” I ask not even

remembering the men on suit who stand

beside the two expensive cars. I feel like

hiding my car in my pants pocket.

He roll his eyes as one of the guys open

the back door of the Bentley as he enters

inside. The suit man shut the door and I

watch the car drive away.

What type of man is that ?