DECRETIONAL SIN
Chapter 2
I glanced at my golden and silver titan watch on my wrist. It had been exactly 3 minutes since I first rang the doorbell, yet there was no answer. The wait was getting my inner me out, I would feel my nerves stretching and pumping blood at a faster speed. I would feel it rising and shooting to my head. I knew I needed to get it in control before it's too late and I screw this up on my very first day, well that would be a new record though. I lifted my hand to ring the doorbell once again, but I felt my fingers twitch and I thought better of it. I dint want to stand there dealing with the inner me for another 3 mins just to find out I would have to do it all over again. So, I decided to take a walk in the neighborhood, calm my nerves down and then face this bitch who was supposed to be expecting me. I left my backpack at the door since it was raining outside and I had just one pajama for tonight which I dint want to be drenched in the rain. I started walking along the sidewalk and somehow felt much better getting off the porch. I dint want to wonder too far since I just got to this town and dint want to get lost on my way back.
As I was passing through the neighborhood, I realized that, the houses here were much bigger and looked quite elegant to be owned by an average middle-class person. After walking about 2 blocks and thinking about ways to torture her for making me walk in this cold rain, I caught sight of a small rusted and broken gate that was leading to an off-road trail at the left side of the sidewalk. I couldn't see much from where I was standing but it seemed dark out there, covered with big trees most of which had already shed their leaves, and I could hear faint noise of a stream nearby. Everything about it called for danger in all its scenic beauty and I was like a magnet drawn to it. Curiosity got the best of me, I wanted to explore what's out there. Was it the wolves, the vampires hiding in the woods or was it something else or rather someone else?
I crossed the broken gate and walked towards the muddy roads. There were a couple of fallen trees and I could hear the sound of crickets and birds chirping. I walked even more further in the woods towards the sound of water flowing. When I got to the clearing after walking for 1 minute, the view was absolutely stunning. The water was flowing at a slow pace. It was….soothing; the place looked like a scene described in the Twilight book. It was absolute bliss. I had not felt this way for a very long time. Something about this town somehow felt like I belonged here. As, I was indulged in my thoughts of how I got here and how all of this felt so surreal, I heard the sound of dry leaves and broken twigs on the opposite side of the stream. Someone was hear. My hand instantly went to my right pocket where my pocket knife was lying. It was something I always carried along with me for protection.
Then after almost 30 seconds I seen a figure merge out of the woods on the other side. The first thing I notice was her long blonde locks of hair. It was so perfect with those wavy curls. I've always wanted blond hair instead of raven, but whom am I kidding I couldn't pull off the blonde chick look, it wasn't my personality. I always believed that perfectionist means being perfect at what your best in. She had worn a wait what?…..short yellow sundress, are you kidding me. I couldn't even imagine getting out without a sweater let alone a dress. She took a seat on a huge rock near the stream. The way she moved exactly to that rock and sat down without any hesitation meant that she came here often. Her eyes were searching for something, she seemed to be…..lost. I watched her looking at the water intensely as if trying to control it. Then after exactly 2 minutes she lifted her gaze and our eyes met. Sweet mother of Jesus, they were deep oceanic blue, if that even was a color. She yelped in surprise or rather shock at seeing me there. I know how it would look to her, like I'm a stalker or a creep or …a GHOST. At that though I really wanted to laugh out loud. I wasn't any of those things. It was just me being me, just like she was being her out here. She did not say a word and I thought for a second about the ghost theory. So, just to clear that thought I smiled at her. She took a second and then seemed to relax a bit, after another second, she returned the gesture though it seemed to be a forced smile. I averted my gaze back to the water and then glanced at a distance just so she doesn't feel like I was prying on her. Several minutes passed in silence, a calmness in the air. For some reason I wanted time to just stop and I wanted this quiet to last longer, although everything about this situation was seemed outlandish to me.
Suddenly there was a buzzing noise and Beyonce's - Crazy in Love started playing. It took me a minute to understand what was happening. She quickly took it out of her sling purse which I hadn't even noticed in the poor lighting, I wasn't proud about my poor observation. I have always been good at watching my surroundings and paying close attention to details, a childhood like mine would teach you many things, things that a normal teenage girl like me shouldn't know. I take pride in it though, but not at those circumstances in which I learnt this skill. As soon as she looked at the screen, she shut her eyes as if not wanting to answer it. She swipes her thumb across the screen and places her phone back in her bag. She stares at the water for a few seconds and takes a deep breath and stands on her feet. That's when I realized she was wearing heels nearly 4 inches high, how the hell did I miss that too…but…wow girl you really don't dress as per the occasion. She turned around to leave but then she turned back and looked right at me and smirked. And yet again I was amazed….she had one hell of a smile and those dimples… just WOW. "I love Beyonce", she said. She sounded sweet, composed and confident. Well what am I supposed to say to that? "Beyonce is great but I like The Chainsmokers". Wait before you all kill me, no I did not compare Beyonce to The Chainsmokers. It's just I have been listening to The Chainsmokers lately. She just nodded her head with a small smile and walked into the woods. I could hear her footsteps fading. A small smile creeped to my face. This was the oddest encounter I have ever had. It was getting darker and I dint realized it had stopped raining. I needed to get out of this beautiful dimension and enter reality. So, I made my way back to town.
Once I entered the clearance to the town sidewalks, I seen a black Mercedes parked right opposite the road. Something about it being parked right at that spot where there were no houses, felt weird. I got the feeling of being watched and my neurons in my brain stared firing at a faster speed. My hand fell to my jeans pocket as if on autopilot where I felt my pocket knife. Just as if sensing my action, the Mercedes roared to life and took off down south of Richmont Road. Something was not right, there was an unsettling feeling in my stomach and the only thing I could now think of is get to the house asap. So, I started walking more like jogging towards Max Becker street, that's where I lived now. After 2 blocks the house come in view and I could see the lights switched on in one of the bedrooms. Finally, the bitch is back home huh! I opened the gate and stepped right on to the porch. I wasted no time in ringing the doorbell this time. I could hear the footsteps approaching for the door and I seen the door knob turning. The door slides open and there she was standing on the other side of it, with… worry written all over her face.