That’s it. I don’t even say anything, I turn and walk out of the restaurant.
As I get outside, I step to the side and pull my phone from my purse. The only person I have to call is my dad.
After several rings, which is odd for him, he answers. “Hello? Katie?”
“Hey dad. Can you send a car to the restaurant? I’m done with this date.”
“Katie, is everything ok? Why are you doing this?”
“Dad. I’m telling you to send the car. I’m not riding anywhere with Wilson. The date is over. I’ll tell you about it when I see you.” My tone of voice must tell him how serious I am.
“Ok. Give the driver ten minutes and he will be there.”
I look around. The streets are busy, but there is still an eerie feeling at this time of night when no one is around that I know.
“Tell him to hurry, dad. I love you.” I hang up and take a seat on the bench that is situated up against the wall of the restaurant.
I see Wilson come outside. He is on his phone, and he looks angry. He must be talking to my dad. I can’t tell from here what he is saying. I don’t move. I don’t want him to notice me. His car is parked on the opposite side of the building, so he doesn’t need to walk this way. However, he steps closer to where I’m sitting. Still on the phone, his back is to me, but I can hear him now.
“I don’t know where she went. Did you see her leave?” There’s a pause. Who could he be talking to? We came here alone.
I thought.
“Well find her. I have a lot of money tied up in this.”
Do what? My dad didn’t say anything about money. What is Wilson talking about? I look around to see if anyone looks like they are looking for me. I look back at Wilson and he is walking fast towards the other side of the building. He must be going to his car.
I get up and walk towards the restaurant door. I will wait inside. That may be safer at this point.
Before I can get there, arms come around me from behind, and I am picked up off the ground. I’m in so much shock, I can’t scream at first. Once I see that I am being taken towards the street, I finally find my voice. I let a scream out that would break crystal.
My attacker momentarily loses his grip, but not fully. Not enough for me to get away from him. Once he turns me toward the street, I see that he is carrying me towards a dark sedan that has its door open.
I scream again.
Chapter 7
Levi
I have no idea why I am on this side of town. I went to a diner near my place to grab a burger.
I don’t particularly like to cook. I can. I just don’t like to. The girls spoiled me when I was younger.
I never had to fix anything. Micah would fix my salad for me. Macy would fix my baked potatoes. Kelly would fix my drink.
I never had to worry about anything except eating. Whenever we are all together now, each girl still does the same things. I don’t complain.
It only sets it in place that I can’t fix my own stuff, so I eat out a lot.
After I left the diner, I decided to drive. Not that I’m not going to get enough of it tomorrow, but I just really like to hear the sound of my car. I also like to see people’s heads turn to look at her when I’m driving past. It’s a power trip. I love my car. I want other people to envy the fact that I have it.
What?
I’m a jerk. I know it. It’s nothing new.
I’m on the rich side of Martinsville. I have money, but I never blow it on this side of town. These places are for doctors, lawyers, financial executives, investors, and such. Those type of people, people like my sponsors, are different from me.
They came from money. They know what to do with it. They even have more than they know what to do with. That’s not me. I came from nothing. I moved down here because I was running from something. I didn’t have a pot to piss in. I think Zant, Micah’s husband and one of my best friends, gave me a couple hundred dollars. That’s all I had to my name.
