Unknown face: Awaken me
Chapter 3
Disclaimer- I do not own Eden of the east
Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.
-Lemony Snicket
August 20, 10: 59 P.M.
Saki's Pov
My head lay on a piece of cloth. It was bitter out. The boy looked down at me.
"Are you awake?" He softly asked.
"Who are you?" I asked, sitting up.
"My name is Akira Takizawa. And what's yours."
"Saki Morimi." I paused, "So Takizawa, what are you doing out here?" I struggled to say.
"I was lost, and then I heard your car crash." He answered. My eyes looked straight into his. His chest was warm. Comforting. The type that after a good cry, you would want to hug. My head inhaled and exhaled with every breath he took.
"But how did you get out here anyway." Everything I said was now a whisper.
"I was…running from something." I smiled in pain.
"Something?" He nodded.
"How old are you?" I asked. My eyes leaving his for a slight moment.
"19."
"Where are you parents?"
He paused, "Their dead. Someone murdered them when I was young."
"Oh." He nodded.
"How old are you?"
"19. My mom also died when I was young, at childbirth, and my dad ran out on me when I was about 13." I said. My brain suddenly sparked. I don't know this guy. He could be lying. He could be a rapist, or kidnapper that torchers woman.
"Can you stand?" He asked. I bit my lip. I stood up when he put his hands on my love handles. I flinched. "You ok?" My lips felt dry.
"Yeah." I stood up and limped over to my wreaker car.
"You won't be able to find anything in that mess." Takizawa said behind me.
"My phone is in there. I need it."
"You're not gonna get any signal out here." He suddenly looked behind him in shock; he ran over and kneeled down. "Here, I'll look for it." He said quickly. I stood back and watched in terror as he searched through the demolished car. Something wasn't right.
August 20, 11:55 P.M.
"Here," he handed my scratched IPhone.
"Thank you." I took it from him and looked in the corner. There were no bars. "Damn." I muttered. I walked around, a little, looking for some Wi-Fi. Finally, the bars started to blink.
"Yes!" I dialed 911 when it stopped. "What?" I banged my cell against me knee. A screeching sound burst from it, causing me to drop it.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear… happy birthday to you," the same man as before said, the one that caused me to crash. I glanced over at Takizawa, his face was the definition of agony.