I ran. I ran all the way home. I grabbed my wallet and keys. I didn’t know where I was going but it was far away. I thought I’d better leave a note for Phil.
Going away for a bit. I’ve got money and I’ve taken my car.
Be back soon
I always seemed to write my full name on letters and things. I stuck the note on the fridge. Phil always reads the fridge. As I walked out the door, I looked at the photo of all of us. We looked so happy. I turned away from it as I knew I would start crying again.
I didn’t even bother getting a bag of clothes. I just got into my little beetle and started to drive.
I must have been driving for hours by the time I stopped. I looked at my watch. 3.30am. I had been driving for 4 hours now. I needed to stop somewhere. My eyes were starting to get weary. I passed a sign. It said there was a motel a few miles away. I had to make it there. If I didn’t, who knows what might happen.
I reached the motel. It didn’t look much like a motel, more like a B&B. This house was in the middle of no where. I turned off the highway and saw this little house and assumed it was the motel that the sign was speaking about. I got out my little beetle and grabbed my purse. This place had to be reasonably cheap. It looked as if it would be.
As I approached the building, I noticed a sign in the window saying ‘Vacancies’. I let out a quick sigh. I was kind of hoping that there would be no room. It didn’t exactly look like a five star hotel. The door was shabby and needed a good paint job. I didn’t really care about that. I only cared about sleeping and Mum. Now I had lost both parents. Somehow, I didn’t see how things could get worse.
I slumped down on the bed, if you could even call it that. My ‘room’ was situated on the ground floor, so thankfully I didn’t have to climb any stairs. I’d felt tired earlier but now, as I lay on the bed, I’m not. Luckily, I found my Ipod in my car and it has full battery. I wonder what I was listening to last. As I was about to put my ear-phones in, a knock came at the door. I sighed and got up. ‘Who is it?’ I called out.
‘Room service,’ came a voice.
I sighed again. I just wanted to be alone. ‘I didn’t order room service,’ I said simply before turning around from the door.
‘Yes, you did,’ said the voice again.
I tried not to raise my voice. ‘No I didn’t.’
‘I believe you did.’ The person on the other side of the door would not give up.
I then realised who it was. ‘Ben, go away.’
‘No,’ he said.
‘You do know that you’re going to be there all night. I’m not going to open the door.’ I smiled slightly to myself. It was quite sweet that he followed me but a bit creepy. I think he’s starting to get obsessed with me or something.
‘I won’t be out here all night because sooner or later, you are going to let me in.’ Ben seemed so confident. I could tell he was smiling at himself.
‘What makes you so sure?’
‘You need me,’ was all that he replied with.
I sat there in silence. Even I knew that I was going to give in sooner in later. Ben was right, I did need him right now. In fact, anyone would do, except Kyle.
A good five minutes passed before I got up from the bed to open the door. I opened the door and Ben fell in. I couldn’t help but laugh. He must have been leaning against it. ‘Sorry.’
‘It’s okay.’ Ben got up, gave his head a quick rub.
I walked back over to the bed and sat on it. I put my head in my hands and started to cry again. ‘Why do I always cry around you?’ I asked through my tears.
I heard him laugh. ‘You tell me.’
This made me cry more. ‘I’m sorry,’ I managed to get out. ‘I just don’t know what else to do. I have nothing left.’
For a while I heard nothing but my own sobbing. A few minutes later a hand lay on my knee. I looked up. Ben was crouched down infront of me. ‘You don’t have nothing.’ He paused. ‘That was really bad English.’
This made me laugh a little. I like the fact they call it English. It makes the English seem more important than it actually was. English is the foundation of most languages though. Hang on, I’m getting off topic again. Where was I? Oh, yeah. I was crying infront of Ben again!
‘Yes, it was,’ I agreed with him.
‘At least I got you to smile.’
I shook my head at him. ‘Why are you here?’
‘I wanted to see if you were okay.’ Ben got up and sat next to me on the bed, if you could even call it that.
‘Yeah, sure.’ I wiped my eyes and got off the ‘bed’. I walked over to the window and looked outside.
‘Well, actually, yeah.’ His voice seemed distant and slightly quiet.
By this time, it was pitch black outside. I could barely see my car.
‘It’s still there,’ Ben spoke without moving. ‘It hasn’t moved.’ It was as if he were reading my thoughts.
I shook my head quickly. That was impossible. Nothing on earth could read my mind except me, in a matter of speaking.
‘Yes I am reading your thoughts,’ he said suddenly. This made me jump.
‘Get out!’ I nearly screamed whilst turning round to face him. ‘Just leave me alone! I didn’t ask you to be here! Just go!’ I turned again to the window, not wanting to look back at him or even hear his footsteps. I just wanted to blank out the world and remember my mum. She had not only been my mum but also one of my best friends. I told her everything. Who was going to be there for me now? Who was going to be the person I told my deepest secrets to?
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure. This meant that Ben was still here. ‘Get a clue. I don’t want you here.’ I shot round. Ben was no longer alone.
There were at least 5 people standing behind him. All were tall, dark and handsome. All men. All looked sinister. All looked as if they were ready to kill me.
‘Who are your friends? It’s not Halloween yet.’ I scowled and turned back to the window, yet I could not see their reflections. It seemed like there was nothing behind me except a bed and a chest of drawers.
How come nothing made sense anymore? This is really weird. Now is the time I needed my mum to burst through the door and be like ‘stay away from my little girl’ but I know that that was never going to happen. No matter how much I wanted it to.
I turned around again but this time, they were closer.
‘You need to come with us,’ one of the men said.
‘No, I don’t,’ I simply replied. I must admit that at this time I was getting quite scared.
‘I’m sorry, Tallulah.’ Ben looked at his feet.
Next thing I knew, I was asleep. Whether I was alive or what, I could not tell but I was breathing. Whilst I was asleep I was dreaming. Dreaming of where I was going and what would happen next.