Filed to story: A Girl Nobody Wanted Book by SansaR
Many lecturers have come to the cafe since it is nearby the university. But they have never asked specifically for me. If I got to serve them, they just asked “Oh! How are you, Sarah?” That’s all.
But Mr. Patterson acts in a totally different and weird way. I don’t know if I feel this way because Jake has already warned me about him…
I served him his Cappucino…
“Enjoy your drink, sir…” I said with a polite smile.
“Thank you, Sarah…” he replied.
Then I turned to go back to the kitchen.
“Sarah…” but his voice stopped me.
I looked at him, wondering what he wants now.
“When is your shift end?” he asked.
“7.30, sir…” I replied.
“Okay…” he said casually. Then he took his phone out and started typing something like I was not there…
He is so weird!!!
I was attending to a few other customers after that. Each time I look at his direction, he was staring at me… What is wrong with him?
However, after a few minutes, he left after giving me a very generous tip. It is highly unusual to receive that much money as a tip. So, I first refused it…
“I am not giving you a tip because you are my student. I usually tip this way…” he insisted that I should take it.
So, I had to agree…
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I came out of the cafe after my shift. I was walking towards the bus stop when a car stopped just beside me.
I was startled when an unfamiliar vehicle stopped near me. But then I remembered that I have seen this vehicle somewhere.
Even before I recall where I have seen it, the passenger seat shutter was opened…
“Sarah…” a familiar voice raised from inside.
“Mr. Patterson…” I said in surprise.
“Hop in… I will give you a ride…” he said.
“No! That’s okay, Mr. Patterson… I can take the bus…” I said immediately.
“No… No… Hop in… I am anyways passing your house on my way…” he said.
What! Passing my house? How the hell he knows where I live? Okay, he is not just weird, he is getting creepy…
“It’s okay, Mr. Patterson… I can take the bus…” I said again.
“We could have reached your home already with the time we waste arguing… Hop in… I am not going to eat you.” he said. But his voice sounded more like a command than a request.
It seems like there is no way to avoid his offer, so I get in his car.
God! He is so demanding… Just like Jake!!!
“You may think about how I know your house, right?” he said after he started driving.
Yes! I really want to know that… I thought while looking at him.
“One day, when I was on my way to university, I got an emergency call. So, I stopped the car. When I was on the call, I saw you coming out of your house. You then walked towards the bus stop. I thought of giving you a lift that day too. But you got into someone else’s car before that.” he said.
“Oh!!!” I said, trying to recall when this might happen. I don’t usually get lifts. So, this should be the day Luke picked me up.
“You also live nearby?” I asked.
“Just a few blocks away. I got a house for rent,” he said.
“Ah!” I replied.
“Sarah, don’t get me wrong for asking you this…” he said, looking at me.
My heart started to beat faster… What the hell is he going to ask now? Didn’t he ask enough questions in the evening?
“You said, your parents are not capable of supporting your education. But I find it is a bit difficult to believe after seeing your house and the vehicle which was stopped in your garden,” he said casually.
Of course, my parents are not that poor. But they just don’t want to support me. They prefer to save money for their loving son. But
I can’t tell him any of those, and I believe I don’t require to tell him either. He is just my teacher. He has no right to look into my personal life like this, right?
“Please don’t get mad at me… I just asked because I found it less believable… You know, Sarah… If you have any problem, I can always help you.” he sounded so worried and empathetic.
But it made me really angry…
“Actually, Mr. Patterson… I don’t have any problem, but thank you… My parents can’t support me because they have to spend a lot on my brother, who couldn’t get a scholarship to continue higher studies. Since I am having my scholarship, I don’t require that much anyways.” I said, trying my best to keep my voice firm. Deep inside me, I was regretting letting him know about my part-time job and stuff.
Jake is right… This man is indeed bad news. I must be very careful when talking to him.
“Oh, I see…” he said. But I am pretty sure he suspects something. After all, he is a lecturer in Psychology. He may understand the way people think and behave. He may be able to understand the gap between what people say and what they think… However, after that, he didn’t ask anything… He just drove in silent…
He then stopped the car in front of my house.
“Thank you, Mr. Patterson… Goodnight…” I greeted him.
“Goodnight, Sarah…” he replied and then drove away.
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