The Fear Of The Unknown Part 2

The rest of the night seemed to be quiet; Darrell woke up a few times as he heard me tossing and turning, along with a few murmuring of words that he only just made out. He scribbled them down before he could forget what they were, but one name was really bothering him. He only knew a little bit about him but it was his duty to protect me.

Darrell had his work iPad next to him; he brought up the whole scan of a picture and name app that security and he used on a daily basis. So he typed in Lawerence Windsor. Whilst he waited for the information to come up, there was a knock on the door, he got up and slowly crept over. He was starting to sweat from his brow, panicking that he just left me on my own, as he slowly opened the door. There stood Caspian, looking like he couldn't sleep at all; he mumbled something like "I just punched Luka's lights out, well nearly," so that he was convinced that no one would know that he spent the night with me. Just to protect me throughout the night.

So Darrell agreed to let him in, but on the one condition that this didn't happen again until everything was sorted out. "Not even your grandmother should know about this." He knew what he was talking about. Darrell had completely forgotten about what he was doing on the iPad; he placed it down next him as he laid on the sofa. I could feel Caspian’s strong arms wrapping around me. He could feel me relax in his arms, like the dream that I was dreaming had disappeared, and the rest of the night was quiet until there was a disturbance outside the room.

There were hushed angry sounds which disturbed me, Caspian, and Darrell, and before any of us could move Luka came in. He was completely bewildered like he had just seen something or someone; he claimed that he had just seen Lawerence Windsor lurking in the grounds in the early hours of the morning. I could feel Caspian tense and start to get worked up about it all. It frightened me a bit but he soon realised what he was doing; quickly apologised for what he did, we all knew that and Caspian and I were in danger and needed to get out of the house quickly.

Fortunately, the armed police and more security came as quickly as possible; we went to a different location, that I didn't know, I was too afraid to ask anyone about it. I could see Caspian out of the corner of my eye; he was too mad to say anything, he caught me looking which made me look another way. He knew that I knew he was mad; he tried to not show it, then he realised he was starting to frown, that got him more annoyed.

We had finally gotten to our destination; I could see a little lady and a tall gentleman, they were standing nice and straight. More to the point, they were well dressed. I heard Caspian say "buckets full of potatoes;" that’s when I knew who they were. I gently smiled, I knew what he meant; just funny that he had that posh boy about him, that he has to be a respectable person with everyone.

As we fully stopped, I so wanted to stay in the car but I knew we had to get out of the car, especially me of all people. It took me a while to get out of the car; just before I could, the elderly man who looked so powerful, I could only imagine he was Caspian’s grandfather Tyrone, came over and opened the door.

"It’s okay, they've got him now. You're safe," he said holding out his hand in an offer of helping me out of the Jeep and for reassurance that everything was alright. From then on, and Caspian and I became closer and in more love than ever before due to the fact that I wasn't under threat from anyone anymore.