Escape From Him

Two

The clouds would pass through the sky, blocking the sun and causing goose bumps to form on my skin. The weather is usually warm in this small town. Never hot, never cold. But today was different, it was freezing.
I was sitting in my usual chair, in the ever so familiar coffee shop, the warmth of the chai late held in my hands would seep through my long sleaved Tee shirt.
I always found myself sitting in this wooden chair every morning, watching with a relaxed face as the familiar people that I have seen every morning would hurry past, worried about missing their train. carrying on with their lives, knowing that they never new the struggles I am going through, knowing that they would never understand if I tried reaching out for help.
But on this very day, something happened, a new face emerged from the train that had stopped, meters away from me, it was a man, and may I point out, he was breathtaking. Both of his hands were pulling along two large suitcases, probably full of clothing and toiletries. His face was stern, yet his eyes were soft, full of the colour copper. His eyes would lock onto mine and he smirked knowing that I was watching him, and with that smile all my struggles dissolved into the air.
And I never wanted to look away, I just held his stare until the train started to move again, uncovering the sun causing it to get into my eyes, forcing me to close them, and causing the man to look away and walk off. I placed my chai tee down on the table next to me and got out of my chair, shading my eyes from the sun just enough to see a notebook slip from the mans armpit and fall to the floor. The train continued to fly past, creating enough noise so the man wont be able to hear his book fall to the floor, and he continued to walk away, unfazed by the intense eye contact we just made.
As we continued to walk away, I ran up to the book that had just fallen and picked it up, while doing so I had the sudden urge to open it and see the notes that could be scrawled inside.
While opening the hard covered book to the first page, a small note fell out and landed softly onto the ground, I picked it up, my mind was blank, and read the note
"Follow me, now!"
I looked up, and the man was nowhere to be seen.
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*sigh*
I am very sore right now! And would love to watch the rest of Hwarang! But I have work in the morning, so I have to have an early night. *sighs again*
...you don't need to know this
ENJOY!!
-SoreWomen