CHAPTER 5

I'm nervous. Very nervous.

Stop being nervous.

"Fuck!" I poked my eye with my new mascara! Why can't I do make up like every other girl?!

"You dead?" Hannah jumped into my bathroom. I turned myself to her, and she smiled when she saw my one black eye. "Ugh, didn't anyone teach you how to use mascara?" She sighed and took mascara from my hand.

"Not in the eye, on the eyelashes, I got it, I got it..." I rolled my eyes but soon as I felt content of mascara in one of them, I almost cried. "Fuck!" I sighed.

"You are trying too much." She lifted my head and start cleaning my eye with small cotton wool. She was very gentle, so I looked puzzled.

"Why aren't you freaked out?" I asked when she cleaned the whole eye, and I looked myself in the mirror. She took a breath but didn't breath out as she was making sure she took away all the mascara leftovers.

"Hmmm, let me think..." She put her finger to her lip and her body in I'm-thinking pose. "Oh, yea. I'm not going out with a professor!" She stated as she opened her arms and begin to laugh. I hit her with a towel, and we both laughed because towel hit me more then her.

"Bitch." I said simply. She gave me a short kiss on my cheek.

"Love you too." She smiled lovely. I returned the smile and she walked out of my bathroom.

I'm still nervous. I agreed to meet him today, when I replied to his message. My heart is beating like crazy since I pushed a send button. Hannah agreed to go on a date with George too. Well, this will not be easy.

I sighed deeply.

What will I wear?

"Fuck!" I heard from Hannah's room. I smiled as I thought she is thinking the same.

"Seriously, we need to go to church." I smiled as I walked into Hannah's room finding her sitting on a floor with bunch of clothes beside her.

"I'm screwed." She said, covering her face with her hands. I sat beside her too.

"Look-it's just a date. Ok? You have nothing to be afraid of. He's just George..." I said trying to encourage her. I was partly trying to encourage me too! I put my hand on her shoulder and carressed her gently. She covered her head with her hands.

"I know!" She sighed. "George. The one guy who I like since like forever, and I just..." She stopped. To be honest, I never saw her like that. Vulnerable. Side of Hannah which is never seen. She's not letting anybody into her world besides me. Admitting that she likes George is kind of huge deal!

"You just want everything to be perfect, I know." I said quietly and weakly.

I heard my phone.

"Hi little Miller,

Wear something elegant. I'm taking you somewhere special! ;) kiss"

Hannah saw my puzzled face.

"Elegant?" I said loudly. Hannah sighed.

"Google search." She laughed. I got up abruptly and started looking around Hannah's scattered clothes hoping to find something elegant.

"I know what elegant means..." I said defensively and in one way offensively. My fashion is all about simple jeans and T-shirts, a couple of tracksuits and even a small miniskirt which stands in my wardrobe since dinosaurs walked the Earth. But on occasions, I can too be a lady!

"Here, take this." Hannah gave me a small red dress, without shoulder strap, the most elegant and classy dress I've ever seen. "And this." She said giving me a pair of sexy black high heels. I was surprised.

"What in the hell?" I said confused. First, I didn't saw me in a dress since my 16th birthday, and second, how Hannah have THIS in her closet?

"I can be elegant too!" She said defensively and rolled her eyes. I smiled, nodding.

Hannah's closet is almost half black. I don't know why, but she is into some rock or emo fashion which surprisingly, looks stunning on her. Occasionally, there are some white shirts or maybe even a light jeans. Either way, her style is unique.

"And you?" I asked pointing my eyes towards her scattered clothes on the floor.

"This." She said lightly as she cheerfully showed me a simple blue dress on dashes and black leather jacket. "Oh, and this too." She picked up a pair of black boots and a small scarf.

She will look amazing!

We laughed and both of us went in our bathroom to get dressed. I looked up on clock and it's 7:25 pm. I must wait in front of my building in 8 sharp.

I can't wait to see him, in his suit, making my body cold and wet at the same time, feeling his aftershave around me, making me faint. I just hope I will remember everything this time.

I started dressing that dress Hannah gave me. I want to be beautiful to him. In fact, I want to be worthy. I put on my make-up, nothing much, just a small amount of lipstick and mascara, inflicting it very carefully and slowly trying not to poke my eye again. I was trying to be as simple as I can on my hair. I just curled it up a bit.

"Oh dude, come on already!" Hannah yelled from my room. I didn't even noticed it is 7:45 already! I always forget about time when I think of him.

"Oh My God!" Hannah opened her mouth widely when she saw me. She came closer to me and spinned me around. "You have boobs!" She added dramatically waving with her hands in front of her face. I smiled.

"Really?" I said slowly and gently pushing her away. "Wait, why aren't you dressed?" I said watching her same blue old T-shirt she wore before.

"He's coming here." She said as she turned away bouncing on her feet.

"Disgusting." I acted like I'm going to hurl. "Just make sure I don't find his or yours underwear around the place. I grabbed my phone and my black jacket.

"And don't-"

"We might do it on your bed." She winked at me, interrupting My exact same sentence.

"If anyone would give me 1 euro every time I heard that..." I had my evil smile all over my face.

"Well said." She replied simply. "You have more comfortable pillows than me." She pointed out. I sighed, rolling my eyes.

"Well, I'm going now." I sighed. As I walked towards door, my heartbeats were getting louder and louder.

I turned back in hope that Hannah would stop me and said -This is a bad idea- ,but instead of that, she looked at me seriously saying- Go,go,go.-

Oh well...

***

"Hey beautiful." A big man approached me from my back while I was waiting in front of my building. At first, I thought it was Mike. I smiled to myself and turned to him. My smile fade away as I saw a huge, strong man with big beard standing opposite of me with a small knife in his hands.

"Leave me alone." I said frightened and terrified trying to get away from him, slowly going backwards. I can't express how much fear I felt at that moment.

"If you give me all of your stuff, nothing will happened." The big man said. I didn't know either I am more afraid of him, his deep voice or his small knife. I was still walking backwards but my high heels made that more difficult.

Damn heels.

My eyes narrowed and started watering as that strong man was getting closer and closer to me. Suddenly, I heard a car coming our way.

Please be Mike, please be Mike, please be Mike...

Strong beardy man turned around to see who's coming and I instantly started running. I felt a strong grip on my hand and I stopped.

"Mike!" I yelled as I saw him coming out of his car. He instantly start running towards me.

"Hey!" He yelled to that man who is now holding me so tight I can barely breath. I felt his small knife on my dress, near my ribs. "Leave her alone!" He yelled once again with his strong manly voice getting closer to us.

"Agh!" I screamed when I felt his knife deep in my ribs. He suddenly let me go and start running. I looked behind me and saw a dark figure of a big, muscular man running with a bloody knife in his hands. I looked at my dress as I felt blood running through my skin on to fibers of cotton. I didn't feel any pain, my heart was beating really loud and I felt pulsing sensation on the place where his cold knife cut open my skin.

"Mike..." I tried to speak when I finally felt Mike's hands around my body but I felt numbness in my tongue.

"You're bleeding badly. We must get you to hospital now." He said softly as he saw his hands full of my blood. My sight was getting really bad, and my body was weak. All I felt is a pain near my heart and his hands around me. I was getting weaker by the second.

"Hann-ah..." I said barely audible and barely clearly.

"I'm here Jess, and ambulance is on her way." I heard Hannah's soft voice. I noticed she's crying so I felt my tears flowing through my cheek. When did she came? How long did I lay in his arms?

"Shhh, I'm here..." I heard Mike's voice but my hearing was getting worse and each second my body was weaker.

"Mike..." I said once again, now slowly moving my lips making almost no sound at all.

"I'm so, so sorry..." I felt his tears mixed with mine. I felt much better knowing he is here, beside me, holding my red dress full of blood. I was in horrible pain but on the other hand almost couldn't feel a thing. Just his head leaned on mine... His fresh mint breath on my lips.

The last thing I remembered, my eyes totally closed and I couldn't feel nothing anymore.