Chapter | 20
I glared at him as I ate my breakfast. Blake was staring at me as if I was some Chucky doll, about to murder him.
Which I most literally do if he doesn't stop staring at me.
"I'm warning you, Blake. If you don't stop staring at me I will shove this sandwich down your throat and let you die slowly."
His dazed eyes immediately widened as he stared at me, once again.
"You didn't have to be so violent! I was just admiring you," He simply defended himself.
"There is nothing beautiful about me. And if so why are you looking at me as if I will murder you soon!"
"It's because I'm amazed about how someone can be so beautiful," he said confidently.
"Well, I am most definitely not beautiful. And why are you keeping me for? I don't even know you!"
He grabbed my hands and hold them against his.
"You are beautiful inside out. And why am I keeping you here? I will tell you when the time is right. You may not remember but I know you for a very long time now."
I took my hands away from his.
"Ok. Now that's creepy."
Who just randomly says that they have been knowing you for a long time.
Blake Peterson does.
"How?" He asked.
I looked at him dumbfounded.
"Are you serious? Are you asking me how that is creepy?!"
He nodded his head. I facepalm myself.
"You sound like a creepy old stalker when you said 'I know you for a very long time now.' Like who seriously says that?"
"I do. I guess."
"Welp. I lost my appetite. Can we go home now?" I asked.
He cleans his hands with the napkins and stood up.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the car. He buckled me up and went to the driver's spot.
"You know I could have buckled myself, right?"
"Yeah. But I wanted to do it."
I just nodded my head and stared at the road.
"Blake. This isn't the way back..."
"That's because we aren't going home."
My head snapped in his direction.
"Then where are we going?"
I groan. Another surprised.
Hey! You liked the first one!
Yeah. Yeah. Whatever.
"Where's here!" Blake cheerfully said.
I glanced around to see trees.
"Where is 'here'?"
He opened the trunk and grabbed a bag and two towels.
"Just shush and follow me."
He began to walk inside the forest as I hesitated. I followed him.
"Blake where are we going?"
He glanced back at me before continuing walking.
"You'll see. Just a little bit more."
I hesitantly nodded, knowing he can't see me.
After what seems like 5 minutes we stopped.
"Why did we stopped?"
He pulls away a couple of branches and walk-in. I follow him and gasped.
I was memorized by the view. It was beautiful.
Behind the branches, Blake pushed away was a clear blue lake.
Rocks have surrounded the place with trees perfectly covering the lake. Shielding it from the public.
But somehow the place felt so familiar to me.
"Is this a hidden lake?" I asked.
"How did you find it?"
He let out a sigh.
"One of my childhood friends and I were wandering around when we found this. We used to come here as a secret hideout." He smiled at the memory.
"That was until she forgot about me. She moved away after her parents were murdered."
"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry, Blake."
He looked at me and smiled.
"That's ok. She came back."
I don't know why but the fact that another girl made him smiled and knew him longer made my heart burned.
"Yes, she. She's amazing."
"Will I get to meet her one day?" I whispered.
He looked at me.
"You already have."
He nodded his head.
"Is it Ashley?"
He burst out laughing.
"Oh no. Most certainly not."
He stared into my eyes.
"Do you want to know?" He asked.
"Well you most definitely won't believe me," he said seriously.
"Why wouldn't I?"
He leans close to my right ear, his breath fanning my ear. I shivered.
I looked at him in confusion.
"You're my childhood friend that forgotten about me."