Chapter 14: Not All Heroes Wear Capes, But All Villains Make Threats
The next day, I’m extra cautious when I go to my locker, because I’m not sure who left the rose in my locker yesterday or their reasons behind it.
I know it wasn’t Levi, because he seemed surprised by the incident. I also doubt it was Silas, because he’s not the type to do something that sappy.
So I’m just left in the dark wondering who did it.
Luckily there’s nothing in my locker this morning. The day passes by quick. Levi is the same as always, but Silas is so mad at me that he ignores me in Chemistry.
After school is over I stay in the hallway by my locker. I sit on the floor with my back up against the locker door, waiting for Levi. He doesn’t have practice today, but he texted me that he had to stay after his last class to talk to the teacher about something.
After a few minutes go by and the halls start to empty, Colby stands in front of me.
“Hey, Rin.” He say.
I let out an annoyed groan. “What do you want?” I reply.
“Did you get the rose I left in your locker?” He asks.
I glare at him.
So he was the one?
“Yeah, and I don’t appreciate you breaking into my locker and leaving me things. I barely know you and you’re being so... so... creepy. What is wrong with you?” I say, not too happy about this.
He’s such a freak. And not in the good way. First he kisses me while I’m sleeping, next he comes to my house because Silas invited him, and now he’s leaving stuff in my locker for me.
I don’t understand this at all.
“Nothing is wrong with me. I just… Would it be weird to say I fell in love at first sight?” He responds.
I roll my eyes at him. “Yes, yes it would be. Don’t feed me that load of bull.” I tell him.
“It’s not bull.” He defends.
I stand up. Forget waiting for Levi. I’ll just walk home. I don’t want to deal with this.
What is wrong with the guys around me? Levi and Silas are hard enough to handle right now, but now I have to deal with this guy I hardly know.
I mean, I’m pretty okay looking but I don’t think I am that desirable for all this to be happening like this.
A hand grabs my wrist and pulls me back. I glance over my shoulder to see Colby looking angrily at me. “Why won’t you believe me?” He asks.
“Let go.” I respond as I try to pull myself out of his grip. He doesn’t though. If anything his grip tightens more so. I can’t break free, but still I continue to struggle to get away from him because I’m not okay with this. This isn’t okay at all. “I said, let go!” I repeat, yelling it at him this time.
“Get your dirty hands off of her!” A familiar voice says as two hands pry Colby’s hand off of me.
As I step back, I glance over to see Levi getting in Colby’s face. He’s absolutely mad. I’ve never seen him this mad before.
Levi’s glaring dangerously at Colby, his hands grabbing onto Colby’s shirt so tight that his knuckles drain of color. “Leave Rin alone. You have no right to be touching her. If I see you around her again there will be a problem, got it?” He seethes out. He’s not playing around at all. I’ve never seen Levi so confrontational before.
My heart beats a little fast, but that’s probably because of the situation I was in.
I place a hand on Levi’s shoulder. “Don’t,” I say softly. “Let’s just go.” I add.
Levi lets go of Colby’s shirt. “There better not be a next time.” He says as he turns around to leave. I follow after him.
“Thank you,” I murmur out.
He nods at me. “Yeah, no problem.” He responds as he walk to his truck. After we’re in the truck I get a weird feeling like someone’s watching us. I look out the window. I see a group of girls, a couple of guy lingering around, and then I spot Silas. My eyes meet with his, but he quickly looks away and turns to go to his car. I feel a bit of pain in my chest as I turn away as well.
“I don’t understand guys.” I mumbled under my breath.
“What was that?” Levi asks, probably not having heard me well.
I shake my head. “Nothing. Take me home.” I say.
And he does.
Levi drops me off in front of my house before he goes to park in his parking spot a little ways down the street from our houses. I get the mail from the mailbox like I usually do. My parents can’t be bothered to retrieve it so this is pretty much my only real chore. I notice there’s a folded note on lined paper with my name on it. I hold it apart from the rest of the mail as I go inside the house. I set the mail down on the coffee table in the living room before I take the note with me to my room.
I set the note down as I get comfortable, throwing my hair back into a messy bun and changing into a sports bra and a pair of athletic shorts. I then plop down on my bed, grabbing the note. I unfold it carefully not to rip the paper. Once it’s unfolded my eyes instantly go to the bold and sloppy styled words that take up the whole piece of paper written in blood red colored marker. “This is your first warning”
What? Warning? Warning for what? What the hell is this? Who put this in my mailbox and why?
My thoughts go back to the rose and Colby.
It has to be him. That’s the only thing that makes sense. After all he knows where I live and he was persistent at school. But when would he have had time to sneak this in my mailbox? Levi and I left immediately after my encounter with him. Is it possible that he beat us to the house? Could he still be lingering around?
I start to become paranoid, that feeling of someone watching me comes back. Now I start to wonder if my feeling from before at school wasn’t just because of Silas’ presence in the parking lot. Maybe someone really was watching us? Maybe Colby followed us out?
Maybe… God. No. I don’t want to think of all this. It’s too freaking weird and creepy.
I get up to throw the note into the trash can by my door. While I’m up, I don’t think twice before I lock my door. I then go back to my bed to curl up under the blanket, hiding under it like I used to as a small child.
Hours later I jump as someone bangs on my door. I’m cautious as I get up, grabbing a fragrance spray off my dresser before getting up to open the door, ready to spray in the face the possible intruder. When I open the door my mom greets me. Noticing that I’m holding a bottle of body spray my mom gives me a weird look. “Is something wrong, sweetheart?” She asks.
I fake a smile before lowering my hand, pointing the bottle at the green carpeted floor. “Nothing at all.” I tell her.
She gives me a suspicious look, but doesn’t question my words. She probably is just chalking this up as part of my usual strange behavior that she can’t understand, but unconditionally love me and puts up with it anyways. “I just finished making dinner. I made curry, your favorite. Come eat.” She tells me.
“I’ll be down in a minute.” I say as she walks away. I put the bottle down before going to grab a shirt to throw over my sports bra. I stick my hand into the small trash can, fishing out the note. Without reading it I tear it up into tiny little pieces. “I’m not going to let a stupid thing like this bother me.” I promise myself, even though I know I’m still bothered by it.
“Today sucks, but at least I get curry.” I murmur out before leaving my room.
Even the taste of my mom's cooking isn't enough to make me feel less shaken up though.