He was sitting in the car with me. How could he have moved from inside the bar into my vehicle so fast? Thousands of questions ran into my head and I stared open mouthed at him. I didn't really think he would harm me which was stupid and I knew it. Of course he was going to hurt me and there I sat unmoving looking at him with my mouth ajar. How idiotic, I thought.
"Start the engine and pull out to the main highways," he said and I sat there for a few more seconds before complying to his demand. I thought about that for a while as I made my way down the streets to the main highway. It was a demand, not a request. He didn't say please or anything or even tell me why or where we were going. I felt this odd sense of adrenaline as I drove swiftly down the roads and carefully made it to the highway.
The highway stretched through the entire state, though it did not leave it. I just hoped where we were going wasn't too far. I didn't want to be in danger, but I didn't want to be too far from home in case of trying to run away from him. But the more I sat in the car with him the less nervous I felt. I was almost feeling safe with this man, which was ludicrous, I don't even know him. I thought he considered my lower than dirt. And here I am sitting in the car with him. How strange indeed.
He finally gave me the rest of the directions and I made my way to a dirt road that seemed to stretch on forever. Where was he taking me? What was he going to do with me? Oh my, so many questions running through my head, that even after I stopped that car, I still sat there lost in my thoughts.
He got out of the car but didn't go into the modest looking house. I couldn't see much of it in the dark but I could tell there was a garage and a wrap around porch. It was really indeed a lovely little home.
"This is my home," he said. He stared at me for what seemed like eternity and then he started walking towards the house. He was taking me inside his house!!
