Are first encounter

It happened years ago, I was around 13-14 and I went to a party with two friends (btw all of us are females) of mine in some sketchy neighbourhood next to a lake in my hometown. All of us knew that there were weirdos all of kinds wandering around 24/7 but none of us actually had to deal with one of them.

So we went to the party, stayed there for a couple of hours and decided to go home around 2 am. It was in the middle of the summer and it was freaking hot, even at night. My friends wanted to sit on the bank of the lake for a while so that we could cool off a bit before walking home. Both of my friends started laughing and told me that the last time they went to the lake at night some weird dude tried to get their number, they told me that he also asked for their name and address to which they responded by making up fake names and addresses. I winced and told them that I didn't want to linger around in the area for too long. My friends laughed and said that the guy wasn't actually mean and that he left them alone quite quickly.

Right after they said that we saw a silhouette on a bike ride past us and then turn around to head in our direction. My friends immediately freaked out and said "omg that's him". The guy got off his bike and sat next to us. I never really got to see his face but I'd say that he was in his 30's, short and a bit fat. The creepiest part is that he could see our faces because there was street lamp behind him but we couldn't see his because there was no light coming from the other side.

At first he didn't come off as creepy but just as some weird dude who doesn't know what to do with his life. He started talking to us and we engaged in some kind of small talk (which is pretty unusual with complete strangers in my country). He just seemed nice and I thought that we'd chat for 10 minutes and then he'd leave and go mind his own business. So we talked for a while and at some point I checked my phone 2.30am ok, I guess he'll leave soon. But no he was just staying there and I was the only one talking to him because my friends were actually terrified of him. I tried to leave several times but it was impossible to do so without being rude, I don't really know how to put it into words but that guy was really talented at making small talk continue for hours and he was so nice (way too nice to be true) that it was impossible to do something without coming off as rude. We somehow got trapped but despite my 14 yo self being fucking immature I immediately understood he was trying to manipulate us.

So I waited until he made a mistake. I would regularly check my phone : 2.45am, 3.00am, 3.15am, 3.30am and so on until 4.00 am and he wasn't making any single mistake, it was impossible to escape. At some point my friends relaxed a bit and started talking to the guy, he managed to make them talk about their sex lives and was asking questions that were more and more intimate, at the same time he was getting closer and closer to us and started touching us on the back of the neck or on the legs. When my friends started talking about sex and how they were looking for molly I thought to myself "shut the fuck up don't talk to him about that". He tried and give us some phone numbers to get some molly and then offered us to go to his house and smoke pot. We declined, at that point I was wondering how we could escape this situation.

Around 4.00 am he looked at his phone and said "it's late, isn't it ?" and I immediately responded "yeah it's late and I'm going home" he said "do you want me to join you ?" Again I declined and he left us alone. The thing is, in order to get to the lake from downtown or go downtown from the lake your have to take a long wooded alley that's completely dark at night. So we ventured onto the dark alley and saw a bunch of weird dudes and then I heard a noise, the creepy guy managed to come back to us, he was going way faster than us as he was on a bike. He followed us for a while and asked me if I didn't want him to accompany me on my way home as I had to walk for an hour to get home (the lake was in the south of the town and I told him I was living up way north, I just gave him the first neighbourhood that came to my mind without processing it really). I said no and started freaking out wondering if he was really going to follow me. At some point he would have realised I had lied to him as I was living in a completely different neighborhood than the one I said. He insisted and I just ended up shouting "no, go back home and leave me alone". He shrugged his shoulders and rode back to the lake. Me and my friends waited until he was out of sight and proceeded to run as fast as we could to the end of the alley.

We never went back to the lake at night and never heard of him again. He clearly understood that we were teenagers and tried to make feel at ease by being nice and stuff before Idk kidnapping us or inviting us home. Weirdly enough I wasnt that scared when it happened, I just went through some kind of survival mode like "I need to get out of this situation" without thinking about anything else. That was actually the very first creepy encounter I had in my entire life, I could tell he wasn't being rude but just way too nice for a random dude talking to strangers in a sketchy neighbourhood at night...