Hunted - Chapter 2

I tried to avoid Brian as much as possible today. I knew something was up with him. Whenever he got nervous, he would brush his cheek with his left hand. His eyes kept drifting to me every few seconds. I took a deep breathe. I just have to make sure he doesn't get the chance to talk to me alone.

It was almost time to close the shop and it was Friday. I wo t have to worry about Brain until Monday after this. Only 20 more minutes and then I can grab my bag and book it. I stared at the clock every chance I got. The clocks handles moving and ticking made the time go slower.

10 Minutes to go.

6 Minutes.

4 Minutes.

2 Minutes.

It was 9pm. I quickly locked the door of the Cafe and turned to run to grab my bag so I could leave before Brian decided to approach me for what ever reason. As soon as I turned around Brian was standing right infont of me. I jumped back and only ended up hitting the glass door.

I was blocked by the glass door so I couldn't make my escape like I had been doing all day today.
"B-Brain?" I stuttered over his name, knowing what was coming.

"Hey Jade, I've been meaning to talk to you about something for a while." A blush seemed to appear over his cheeks. "Uh-I-uh was wondering if you'd be interested in uh like going to the movies with me this Saturday night?"

This was exactly what I had been trying to avoid but the good thing was I had been preparing to reject Brian since the day I started working here. I put my best smile on, "I'd love to go to the movies with you Brain! We've become really good friends over these last 2 weeks!" I bit my lip and pretended that I was thinking over something. "I might not be able to this week though, I've already made plans to help my neighbour this week. Maybe next time, is that okay?"

I saw the disappointment on his face. My heart sank, I didn't like hurting him but I couldn't let Brain think we could be anything more than friends. "Yeah, that's no problem."

"Oh no, I forgot I promised to meet up with her tonight too!" I said quickly trying to escape.

"Oh ok, sorry for keeping you so late." He said moving back so I could leave.

I quickly passed by him and grabbed my purse and left the shop through the back door. I didn't want him to offer to drop me at home and discover that my neighbours aren't the friendly, social, outgoing people I told him about.

Over my stupid thoughts, I didn't notice the empty beer bottle on the ground and I tripped over it. On instinct I stuck out my hands to stop my fall. I fell on my knees, but most of the pressure was on my palms that had been scraped from the fall. Oh God no! Please! I looked at my palms which now had the crimson liquid on them. I was bleeding!