The car drove for hours and reached what look like a forest there was no house and all Mavis could see was the beautiful scenery of nature and wild animals.
Mavis stared at her reflection through the car's window. People said she looked exactly like her mother, unlike her siblings who reassemble only their father. Her hair were a vibrant of an orange-pink color and she had amethyst crystal eyes. Seen on that side, her beauty might be one of the reasons why her sisters bullied her.
She leaned against her seat and saw someone on a bike, coming directly from a path which intersected with their. It was so sudden that her driver accidentally hit the bike rider. The collision caused the rider to violently fall off his bike in the nearby bush.
When the driver stopped the car, Mavis immediately got out to check on the rider.
His black bike was on the ground and he laid unmoving a few meters away from it. She couldn't see his face because he wore a helmet. Mavis became scared and rushed to him .
She crouched to his level and used both her hands to remove his helmet and when she did, she froze. She was welcomed by a pair of silver eyes staring deeply at her. Mavis lost herself in those metallic orbs of his and all sense of rationality was thrown out through the window. She felt as if the time had froze too. He was very young but older than her. He midnight dark hair and his pale pink lips and feminine thick and long lashes gave him a more devilishly handsome feature.
His placed both his hands on the ground as he moved to a sitting position and that was when she snapped out of her daze and noticed there was blood dripping out from his forehead.
" You are wounded. We ought to bring you to the hospital" in the field of panick panic, she held his face to check if he had any other wound.
He grabbed her wrist and moved her hand away from his face." I'm fine " he said simply.
" How can someone who fell as you did be fine? See, you are bleeding. " She protested.
The blood on his forehead flowed down to his lips and he licked it using his tongue." I said I'm fine". He stood on his feet and started cleaning the dust on his black leather jacket and his black pant.
Mavis was surprised. Most people would have been severely injured or even dead from that fall. But here he was, behaving as if nothing happened at all.
" At least let me bring something to clean up your blood." She rushed to the car and took the first aid kit , but upon arrival, he was no more there. She saw him on his bike, putting his helmet on his head and then he drove away.
She saw him slowly disappear from her sight and then turned around and climbed back in the car.
Her mind was occupied. She kept thinking about the silver eyed boy and wondering who he might be.
During all what transpired, the driver did not move and remained in the car. He kick-started the vehicle and drove off without saying a word.