The Drug Lord
Updated: Mar 28, 2018
I was 17 when I met Reggie. He was mysterious and completely wrong for me, but I didn't know it at the time. To me, he was my knight in shining armor.
I was at a party with some friends and had gotten way too drunk. My ride ditched me, I had no way home, and I knew my parents would kill me for being so irresponsible. So, I walked. It was late, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. My house was only a few blocks away and I could definitely use the fresh air to sober up.
I was half way home when I heard a set of footsteps behind me. My heart raced. I turned to glance behind me and saw nothing. "Katherine, calm down. You're drunk." I said aloud to myself. I took a deep breath and continued to walk. Pit, pat. Pit, pat... There they were again, footsteps. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out my phone to call home. I knew my parents would be pissed, but at this point I didn't care.
Suddenly the footsteps quickened, and a heavy force knocked me onto the ground.
"Give me your purse!" A deep voice yelled.
"What the hell!" I scream. I looked up to see a dark figure in a dark hoodie on top of me. "Get off!" I struggled beneath the figure, but it was too strong. "Help… somebody help me!" I screamed.
"Shut up!" I heard the voice say before feeling a tremendous amount of pressure on the side of my face. My head fell to the ground. I heard the sound of screeching tires and saw a bright light before... darkness.
He saved me. Reggie had saved me. He took me to the hospital where the doctors checked out my head and unfortunately had to call my parents, because although I had just graduated high school, I was still a minor. After giving the doctor all of my information, I laid in bed waiting on my parents, trying to wrap my mind around what had just happened.
"You have a visitor." The nurse said to me as she entered the room to check my vitals. She had a country twang to her high-pitched voice.
"Hey sis." A tall and very attractive man said walking in behind her. The look on my face must have been confusion, because the nurse felt the need to give the man a disclaimer.
"She was hit on the head pretty hard. Just give her a few minutes to come to sugar." She said to him smiling very hard. "If you two need anything just press this button." She leaned over me, making sure to stick her rump out, and held up my call button. Her eyes never left his.
"Thanks." He said to her. He waited for her to pass and walk to the door, before taking a seat beside my bed.
"You two have a nice visit." She winked at him before disappearing. I looked over at the man and immediately reached for my call button. The nurse was so focused on him that she sat my button back down out of reach.
"Relax." He said grabbing the button just before I could. "I'm not going to hurt you gorgeous. I'm the one who brought you in." He smiled. "I'm Reggie. What's your name?" I looked at him unsure if I should say anything. Using his free hand, he lightly slid his fingers underneath my wrist and lifted it to get a good look at my wrist band.
"It’s nice to meet you Katherine." He said. Keeping a firm but gentle grasp on my wrist.
"Just Kat." I whispered, barely able to speak. He smiled at me again.
"I'm sorry for pretending to be your brother Kat. It was the only way they would let me stay here."
"Stay?" I asked still in a whisper. I cleared my throat.
"Yes. I was driving down the street when that man attacked you. I brought you in and decided to stick around to make sure you were ok."
"Why?" I managed to get out. Did he want some kind of good samaritan award? He looked at me puzzled. "Why did you stay?" He let go of my wrist and stroked my cheek. I wanted to pull away but for some strange reason I just sat there.
"That's a good question." He said, as if he didn't know the answer himself. "I came by your room earlier while you were still asleep." Reggie continued. He placed the call button in my hand and sat back in his chair placing both hands in his lap. "They told me only family could be back here." I nodded my head letting him know I understood.
We sat in silence staring at one another for what seemed like an eternity. Something about him told me he cared, and I was safe with him.
"Kat!" I heard a familiar voice shout. I looked up at the doorway to see my parents. "Thank God you're alright." My mother said. They walked over to my bed and she kissed me on my forehead.
"What happened?" My father asked.
"Are you in any pain?" My mother chimed in. I glanced over at Reggie who seemed to be amused by my parents. He cleared his throat and they quickly turned in his direction.
"Hello." He said smoothly. He introduced himself to my parents as Reg and told them the story of the mugger who had attacked me. He told them that although he was able to fight off the guy, he still got away with my purse. Reggie didn’t anticipate on him getting very far though. I listened tentatively to his story. This was all new information to me.
My parents were grateful and asked if there was anything they could do to repay him. "Who knows what could have happened to Kat if you hadn't shown up when you did?" My mother said to him. But Reggie turned down their offer and left the hospital in a hurry.
I didn't understand why he had waited here with me only to turned them down, or why he left so abruptly until the next morning when the police showed up at my house. I arrived downstairs to see two cops talking to my parents. Apparently, a body was found in a warehouse early that morning along with my purse. Luckily the police didn't think I had anything to do with it. They just wanted to know what I knew about their prime suspect, a dangerous drug lord by the name of Reggie Smith.