CAPTURE THIS (Updating regularly)

Chapter 2

Amber settled into the seat, taking in the familiar scent of leather. She had taken so many rides in Matty's car that she treated it like it was her own.

"So enlighten me, Matty," she said as the engine roared to life. "How was Spain?"

Matty began to drive and gave Amber a sideways glance. "It was the best but before I tell you anymore, buckle up your seat belt."

Amber rolled her eyes but did as he said. Matty had always been one to follow the rules.

"We went everywhere!" He blurted out like an excited little child.

Amber relaxed and listened as Matty told her about all the little adventures he had had. It was one of the best things about Matty; he didn't expect Amber to say anything. He was to speak enough for the both of them and Amber let him.

"...the food was awesome too!"

Amber laughed. "Alright, I get it; Spain is awesome."

"Damn right!" Matty agreed happily. "Now, tell me about this stranger that we're going to meet."

For some unknown reason, Amber desperately wanted to tell Matty that he wasn't a stranger and that Amber knee him but she knew that couldn't. After all, she had only met the man once.

"Look, I don't know if he's actually going to be there, Matty. I'm just hoping that he will so that I can get my stuff back." Amber heaved a sigh. "But it's already been three days; I doubt he'll be there now."

Matty threw a sympathetic smile. He knew how much the paint set had meant to her.

"Don't worry, Ambs. We'll find him one way or another."

He parked in the fringe of the forest on a silent, narrow road. He climbed out of the car and walked around to her side. He opened the door and held her out. They set out into the forest. Amber was finding it difficult to manoeuvre her crutches with all the fallen twigs and gnarled roots. Matty kept and arm around her waist for support.

"So this man... What did he look like?" Matty asked, breaking the silence between them.

Amber searched through her mind for the memory of the man. He was as tall as Matty, maybe slightly shorter, around six feet. He was skinny and had sharp features. He had dark, black hair which gleamed brown in the light and clear blue eyes.

"He was tall, dark and... Most definitely handsome." Amber told him, smiling at the memory of the man.

"Ah, but looks aren't everything," Matty told her.

Amber snorted in an unladylike fashion. "Yeah, that's why your girlfriend is a model."

"Okay, bad example." Matty chuckled.

"He wasn't just good looking, Matty. He was an artist too, and a photographer. He's mysterious too..." Amber trailed off.

All her thoughts were now consumed with the image of her mystery man.

"Sounds like the perfect guy for you," Matty commented, "but there has to be something wrong with him."

Amber sighed. Knowing her luck with men, there probably was. So far she had ended up with a cheater and a rapist, not that he had been able to do anything to her.

"Maybe it's a paedophile this time - or better yet, a murderer!" Matty exclaimed sarcastically, mocking excitement.

"At least I didn't turn one of my exes gay!" Amber retorted defensively.

"I didn't turn her gay, she was just experimenting!" He yelled.

"She's got a girlfriend, Matty, there's no denying it." Amber laughed.