"I'm Ethan, and I need you to come with me." He stood a good few inches taller than her 5 foot 4, but he looked about 15, 16 the same age as Kayleigh. He started to walk away, it looked like he expected her to follow him.
"Hang on." Ethan sighed and turned to face Kayleigh, "I'm, not going anywhere," She said folding her arms across her chest. Ethan's face darkened, he put a hand to his forehead, sighed a second time, and then brought it down again. He looked imploringly at her.
"Kayleigh, I have been looking for you for such a long, long time. You have no Idea, how difficult it is track someone down who you know nothing about." She recoiled. Kayleigh suddenly felt completely creeped out. So this guy had stalked her, and was planning to take her away. Why? He carried on "I belong to a… an order, an underground group of people. We're… Different. Special. And you're one of us." He struggled for words, "I.. look we can't really discuss this here. In the open. It's kind of… classified."
He made a face as if that settled it. It bloody well didn't.
"I'm going back inside." Kayleigh turned to open her front door.
"Wait, we need you there. Come on how much can you want to stay?" To anyone else this would have been crude and maybe even offensive. "Oh come on how much do you want to stay with your warm loving family who've cared for you ever since you were born into it?" But to Kayleigh, it seemed like sound logic.
She knew it was stupid. But, it was too tempting. Cute, although maybe slightly obnoxious, boy had said he needed her. He had been searching for her, to take her away from the god awful house. No more school. Just a place where she would fit in and be wanted. It was everything she daydreamed about. Something inside her went cold when she thought of leaving her "brother" with her parents alone. But she'd be back by tomorrow. It would be fine. Hopefully.
"Ok," She whispered. It was enough. Ethan's face broke into a dazzling smile, he took her hand.
"Come on then." He smirked. His hand was warm and strong. Kayleigh blushed, unsure what was happening. But his gentle touch turned into an iron grip around her wrist, and he started to run dragging her along.