The Chase by Amber Riel (story reading txt) 📖

More Trouble

          We stopped at a small little restaurant for lunch.  We didn’t have a big meal because Louis wanted us to go somewhere nice and have a feast for dinner.  Lunch consisted of us each eating sandwiches and some fries which was filling at the time but by the time we had to stop for dinner we would have digested the food in our stomachs.

          “Thank you, Uncle Louis,” Lainie said as she started to take a sip of her drink.

          “You welcome, Lainie,” Louis replied.

          “Thank you, Louis,” I said as I had finished eating.

          “You welcome,” he told me with his charming smile that made me fall in love with him.  He took my hand and we intertwined our fingers as we just stared into the other’s eyes.

          “Are you two going to kiss again?” Lainie asked.

          “Not with you watching,” Louis answered as he moved his eyes away from mine and locked them with Lainie.  “Oh and I’m sure your father’s already told you this but if I catch you kissing any boys their going to have to deal with me and I’m pretty sure your father will be there to help.”

          Lainie laughed as she rolled her eyes.  “Don’t worry, Uncle Louis, my boyfriend doesn’t kiss me.”

          Louis raised both eyebrows in questioning.  I had to laugh at the sight as he stared at Lainie.  “You have a boyfriend?”

          Lainie laughed.

          “You’re too young to have a boyfriend…. Do your parents know that you have a boyfriend?  Who is this kid anyways?”

          “He lives a couple of houses down from us.”

          “It sounds like this kid is going to need a good talking to.”

          “Louis, they’re just kids…. Like really what will they do?” I asked, trying to keep myself from laughing.

          Louis turned his attention back to me.  “Just kids?  That’s the problem.  She’s too young to have a boyfriend and this kid lives down the street too.  I’m sure if Ron knows he won’t let her out of the house.”

          “My mummy brings me to visit him for play dates,” Lainie replied, laughing.

          “Oh so your mummy knows?  Sounds like she hasn’t told your father then.”

          Lainie stuck her small little pink tongue at Louis.

          Louis dropped his mouth in disbelief.  “How are you going to do that to me?  I’m your uncle…. I’m aloud to be protective…. When we get to your parents, I’m going to tell your father that you have a boyfriend and I know that he will agree with me.”

          I shook my head as I locked eyes with Louis.

          “She’s your niece and you’re going to let her get away with having a boyfriend at such a young age.”

          “I think it’s cute,” I replied.

          “Ah of course…. Women stick together no matter how young or old they are,” Louis said as he laughed.  He stopped laughing and his face turned serious as he seen something behind me that didn’t seem to please him.

          “What is it?” I asked, worried.

          “Those two guys over there,” he replied as he made it seem like he was looking at me but I could tell that he wasn’t.  “There’s something off about them but I can’t figure out what.”

          I turned my attention toward the guys he was referring two and I had seen what had him worried.  They were big guys not too big but not what I would have considered small either.  One guy had tattoos going down his left arm and wore a shirt that had torn sleeves.  His long black pants were baggy and looked almost what a biker would wear.  He wore dark boots which had mud on them.

          The other guy wore a black biker type jacket and had a long evil looking scare which had marked most of the left side of his face.  He wore long black pants as well but they weren’t as baggy as the other guys.  I could see his shoes from where he was standing but both men did look scary and creepy.  They didn’t seem as creepy as the taxicab driver had but they were close enough.

          I turned my attention back toward Louis because I didn’t want them to see me staring at them.  “Are they bikers?” I asked, whispering.  I had known bikers who looked big and bad but they were really like giant teddy bears.  I was hoping that they were like that and only looked mean and tough.

          “I don’t know,” Louis replied.  “They could be but what would they be doing here?  There’s something off about them.  I think that we should leave just in case.  Stay with me.  Okay?”

          I nodded as I took Lainie’s hand.  I stood along with Lainie and we followed Louis over to the cashier.  I pulled Lainie off to the side and we sat down on a little sofa which had seem more like a footrest which sat against the wall for people to wait and be seated.

          The biker with the scar on his face walked over to me and Lainie and sat down next to us.

          Louis kept glancing back to make sure that we were safe.

          “Hello there,” the biker spoke to me with a strong British accent.

          I didn’t reply.  I just wrapped my arms, tightly around Lainie as fear crept in.

          “You’re pretty cute.”

          Why do all the creepy guys have to find me? I thought to myself.

          “Hey don’t you know how to talk to people, lady?”

          I didn’t answer.  I did what I could to ignore the guy.

          The man placed a finger on my cheek and brushed the side of my face.  “You should are a pretty little thing.  I’d like to take you home with me.”

          I slowly slid away from the man, pushing Lainie as I moved.  The man didn’t seem to get it because he just moved closer toward me.  Hurry up, Louis, I thought.

          “Do you have a name?”

          Louis, hurry please.

          “Oh come on…. You’re not even going to tell me your name…. How rude is that?”

          How creepy are you?  Louis, please hurry up.

          “Hey, you talk to me,” the guy sounded ticked off as he spoke.  He grabbed my arm and that was when Louis punched the man in the jaw.

          “Leave her alone,” Louis replied as he removed the man’s hand from my arm.

          I stood up with Lainie and we moved behind Louis.

          “Who are you?” the man asked as he rubbed his jaw.

          “The women’s boyfriend,” Louis answered.

          “Oh crap.”

          “Yea and believe I could do more damage than that.”  Louis turned toward me and Lainie.  “Are you two alright?”

          I nodded.

          “Okay then come on…. We better leave before his friend decides to do something.”  Louis picked up Lainie and then grabbed my right hand with his left hand as he kind of dragged me out of the door.  He looked back to make sure that the two guys weren’t following us.

 

       Once we were at the car, he sat Lainie on her feet and opened the door to the back to let her in.  He closed after she was all buckled up then opened the door for me and waited as I buckled myself up before closing the door as well.  “I’m sorry about that,” he said as he looked down at me.

          “It’s not your fault.”

          “Yea but still I shouldn’t have---”

          I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to where our faces where close to each other’s.  “It’s not your fault…. Okay?”

          He moved his mouth as if he was going to say something but didn’t.

          I kissed him on his cheek then released his shirt.  “Thank you.”

          Louis kind of smiled and I could have sworn that for the first time he was actually the one blushing.  It was so cute and I smiled at his moment of shyness.  He closed the door and I watched as he walked around.

          “Boy for two people who don’t like each other you two do kiss a lot,” Lainie said from the backseat.

          I started laughing.  “We didn’t kiss that time.  I just kissed him on the cheek.”

          “Still you kissed him.”

          Louis opened the door on his side and climbed in.  “What’s so funny?”

          “Nothing,” I replied.  “It’s just something that Lainie said.”

          “Ah,” he sighed as he closed the door then made a face that revealed he was thinking as he turned to look at Lainie.  “And what did Lainie say?” he asked, suspiciously.

          “Nothing,” Lainie replied.  I watched her smile as I looked through the rearview mirror.

          Louis reached back and started tickling Lainie, making her laugh.  “It’s nothing?  Really?  Nothing that you can’t tell me?”

          Lainie’s little laugh filled the car as he kept tickling her.

          “Um…. Louis,” I asked, “don’t you want to leave before those two big tough guys come out here?”

          “Of course,” he replied as he stopped tickling Lainie and turned his attention toward the wheel.  “I do want to know what she said by the way…. I’ll get it out of one you…. Somehow,” he said as he pulled out his key and placed it into the ignition.  He started the car and began driving.

 

          Louis drove for hours.  The sky was starting to change colors from a light sky blue to the beautiful pink, orange, and purple colors before the moon and stars came out to play in the night sky.  “You think that when we get out of this mess that maybe you could bring me to the beach and we could watch the sunset?” I asked Louis as I turned my attention toward him.

          He smiled and nodded.  “Honey, I’ll bring you wherever you want to go to see whatever you want to see.”  He kept his eyes on the road.  “Anything to make you happy.”

          “I just think that it’ll be romantic.”

          “Ah yes romance…. Please don’t tell anyone I’m kind of a romantic…. Compared to all the other things that I have to do that’s not on my list for anyone but you.”  He grabbed my hand.  “It’s actually been a while since I’ve shown a woman how a real man is supposed to treat her compared to the guys that are nothing but boys…. The difference between a man and a boy is a boy takes advantage of women…. A man treats a woman with respect…. A boy lies to women only to get what he wants…. A man tells a woman the truth whether it’s good or bad…. A boy sees a woman cry and he laughs at her…. A man sees a woman cry and he wipes her tears away and will ask her what’s wrong…. A boy makes in fun of what the hobbies or likes a woman has…. A man will smile whether or not he likes the same things and lets the woman have a fun time doing them…. A boy will leave one girl for someone pretty and who wears too much revealing clothes…. A man stays with a woman and doesn’t care how pretty she is or if she wears concealing outfits…. It doesn’t matter how young or old the guy is if he does or has any of the horrible qualities that I mentioned then he is considered a boy…. Now, it also doesn’t