Friend or Foe?

"Thank you I appreciate your help." Smiling i thought to myself 'See I can conjugate a full sentence'. Then it hit me, I remembered what had put me in this situation in the first place. Panicking I looked around and knew something was off. I was back by my car when I knew that wasn't where I fell. Whirling around back to the man I hurled the accusation at him;

"Did you move me?"

"What?" He looked genuinely confused and alarmed by the sudden change in my demeanor. I narrowed my eyes, pointing down the road where I knew I had been and repeated the question.

"I said, did you move me? I was running from...something and I fell over there I know I did." I was becoming more and more irate.

"Of course not. I found you here just before you woke up. You probably dreamed that after you had gotten knocked out. Maybe you hit your head harder than I thought." He said while side eyeing me. His words irritated me further, why would he move me and then lie about it? And how dare he act like I was some nut job. Which let's be honest I certainly seemed a tad unhinged, but I wasn't going to admit that to him. He had some nerve looking at me like I was a sandwich short of a picnic.

"I know where I fell." He narrowed his own eyes, his whole attitude had changed and it then occurred to me that I didn't know this person. How do I know I can trust him, because I had a "feeling" that he seemed familiar? The answer was I couldn't. I started backing away slowly, his eyes grew earnest and concerned.

"Maybe you should ride into town with me so you can get checked out." He reached for me causing me to back away again. His face softened as he lowered his head and sighed. I won't hurt you, I promise you can trust me. My truck is just down there." He pointed at what I assumed was his beat up old truck.

"I can't trust you, I don't even know you. You could be a serial killer for all I know. So for that thank you I can manage myself." I crossed my arms, my irritation from earlier lingered as we silently stared at each other waiting for the other to give. It was hard to look like a strong badass woman when I was shaking like a newborn foal trying to walk for the first time. Even though I was the one whos arms were crossed , trembling with a red nose like Rudolph he broke first.

"Fine" he said with a huff. "You wanna catch hypothermia or pneumonia be my guest but in case I don't see you again I'll say it now, I told you so." My irritation gave way to anger with his presumptuous attitude. I had to fight the urge to stick out my tongue like a sulking kindergartener.

"Well thank you for that since you won't see me again. So you can be on your way, goodbye." With a final grunt he turned away and headed back to his truck while shaking his head. I waited till he left before turning back to my car. I opened the door and hoped for a miracle before trying to start it, but it wouldn't turn over. Groaning in frustration I hit the steering wheel. My phone still had absolutely no signal whatsoever. Before I left I made sure to lock the car, not that anyone could steal it in the condition it was in but it made me feel better. Once again I started on the path to town. Five minutes in I found myself talking out loud like a damn loon yet again.

"How dare he treat me like that. Pfft treating me like a child, who does he think he is?" I took a minute "well...maybe I really did dream everything like he said and maybe he really was concerned for my safety. No. I won't excuse his behavior. Then again I don't know him maybe he's a good guy and I was being sensitive. NO, no. He had no right to act the way he did." I paused slightly perturbed "oh my god I AM nuts, I'm arguing with myself." I rolled my eyes, why did this guy effect me like that when we had just met? Not much farther down the road I found the sign for the community I had passed, pumping my fist in the air I thought 'Ha showed him i may be a popsicle but I did it on my own.' First thing I planned on doing once I made it there was finding a phone and calling my mom so she wouldn't worry. A close second was getting somewhere warm and getting some food. My stomach grumbled loudly in agreement. Then I needed to find somewhere to stay since the sun was getting very low in the sky. Stumbling into town cold and numb I noticed it was very small but I wasn't really that surprised, this area wasn't really known for it's metropolis'. Along the main road were little family owned shops, a quaint diner, a tad farther down was a gas station/mechanic's garage. The urge to run to it with open arms crossed my mind but I was on a mission for that phone and some much needed sustenance. As luck would have it there was a phonebooth right outside the diner and I had enough charge on my phone to look up my mom's number. I hadn't memorized a phone number since elementary school so I said a prayer for small blessings. Once I was on the phone and told my mom what happened, just the accident part, I had to reassure her multiple times that I was ok and that her and my dad didn't need to come get me seeing as it was dark and the snow was beginning to fall again, I would be there I was just going to be late.