CHAPTER 9

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Kelsey's POV

Everyone stared at me as I drove through the town in Ren's - my expensive Mercedes. I came to a halt at a red traffic light and sighed as everyone's gaze turned to me. I tried to take some comfort in the fact they weren't staring at me, but at the car. My car.

Pedestrians stopped in their tracks, missing their chance to cross as they goggled the sleek, black vehicle. It's rude to stare at people, I chanted in my mind, when I realised the windows were so darkly tinted they probably couldn't see me inside at all. In my hurry to escape the stares and whispers I stomped on the accelerator without thinking, and the car jolted forward, the engine snarling. I jerked backwards and my head slammed against the seat.

'Uurrgghhh,' I exclaimed as I fumbled for the brake. I didn't dare glance behind me.

I finally came to a halt at my destination, the petrol station, and stepped out, shutting the car door behind me. That's when I saw him.

He pulled up next to me at the joining petrol tank in a black Sedan. When he stepped out I search for his face, but a dark hoodie obscured it from sight. He wore black clothing, and expensive boots that showed beneath his pants. Not wanting to be caught staring, I turned away and started to fill the tank. Panic started to flicker in my mind but I shoved it aside.

I swiped my credit card to pay for the gas and hastily got into the car, stepping on the accelerator as the car shot forward. This time, I didn't bother with the brake. I risked a glance in the review mirror and saw the man get back into his own car, and following me out of the petrol station.

I tapped my foot nervously and drummed my fingers on the wheel, continually glancing in the mirror to see if the car had disappeared, but it constantly remained a couple cars behind. I forced myself to maintain a casual speed, but I couldn't stop the speedometer creep up a couple kilometres. I decided to call Ren. He picked up on the first ring.

'Iadala I can't really talk-'

'Ren there is a guy following me,' I interrupted, staring at the Sedan as it merged lanes.

'What?' Ren sounded distracted. 'Just a second.'

'Ren! I need to talk to you now! There is someone following me!' This seemed to catch his attention.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes I'm sure!' I exclaimed, nudging the accelerator down a little further.

'Don't go home,' he instructed firmly. 'Keep driving around and see if you can lose him. Go somewhere busy and public. I'm coming to find you.'

Public place, public place... All I could think of was the mall. I pulled over, shifting the brake on and hastily getting out of the car. I didn't look for the black Sedan; I knew it was right behind me. I ran through the double sliding doors and charged into the mall, immediately blending in with the crowd of people. I swerved through, shoving people aside and muttering apologies. I glanced behind me and saw the man following me through the parted crowd.

'Wait!' he yelled but I just pumped my legs even faster. The people in the mall had started to stare, but made no move to intervene. And he was fast. He was gaining on me.

'Hey, wait! The stranger shouted again.

'Leave me alone!' I screamed back, and knocked over a stand full of scarves. He just jumped over it, not slowing down. He was so close I could here his boots slapping on the polished marble floors.

'KELSEY!' He bellowed and I immediately stopped running, grabbing the railing to steady myself. I recognised that voice. I had heard it so many times in my head when I went to sleep every night, tormented by his memory.

'Kishan?'

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