Diary part 2
I never thought I would meet him again but our destiny had different plans.
I was again placed in front of him with head hung down.
Not daring to look into his eyes and focusing on his perfectly shining shoes instead.
I was ashamed of myself.
Ashamed of being so damn ignorant and lost while crossing the road.
Ashamed of my own situation that made me stand here lost at the centre of the road waiting for death without even knowing it.
If he hadn't been the one driving the car I was sure any other person must have ran over me .
I expected him to yell at me.
Scold me for being so careless.
But he didn't say a word except asked me if I was alright.
I gave my answer with a nod and after that there was silence.
I could feel his deep state at me but I couldn't dare to look up.
Next I know he pulled my arm and dragged me to his passenger seat.
Before I could protest he had placed the seatbelt on me and settled himself on the driver's seat.