Now before you throw stones at me, It’s only something that happens every day, it was only a matter of time for someone to write about it anyway.
So I was only taking a walk to recharge my batteries then on my way busy listening to a song and completely trying to forget my environment for a while, someone tapped my shoulder.
“Hey miss, are you from around?”
I had decided that I wouldn’t answer this good-looking stranger, because he was interrupting my alone time, but decided against it not wanting to be rude.
“Yes, how can I help you?”
I answered with a straight face, waiting for him to say what he wanted to so he asked what I was up to. I told him that I was taking a walk and I would very much like to continue if he didn’t have anything to say. He decided to join me and before I knew it, time passed and I was laughing my ass off because of the jokes this guy has.
No, we didn’t get to exchange numbers and he didn’t escort me back home, I didn’t want to know what his intentions were because I wasn’t interested in knowing him.
Days and weeks passed, I used a different route every time I went for a walk, and today I decided to use the same one that I used to, I had started jogging when someone suddenly was beside me, I increased my pace, and he did the same until it was a race. I was beyond pissed. How could he? Was he stalking me? So I decided to ask him straight up.
“Why are you following me?”
“I have been wanting to ask you out, you know, on a real date? Let me take you out tomorrow, to make up for the confusion that I have caused you.”
I studied his face for a moment and decided to tell him that I’d go for the date the next day. So I gave him my address so he’d pick me up and he took me to a really fancy restaurant, in a reserved room. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, and I decided to wait for the right moment to ask after the waiter took out orders.
Who was he really? This guy smelled trouble. How could he, as young as he looked, afford a VIP room for dinner? This doesn’t just settle well with me.
I decided to break the silence and asked him what he wanted to say.
“Sorry, you must think I am creepy” (well, yes you are, I replied in my mind, of course)” but I promise you it’s out of goodwill. I can’t seem to get you out of my mind because I really think I’ve found what I have been looking for. I want to date you, you know, something long-term, that leads to marriage someday.”
I was shocked. I didn’t know what to say so I just told him that I’d get back to him after I thought about it, and we ate shared stories, and then left the restaurant. When he dropped me off, he leaned in almost kissing me but something held me back. I pulled away and told him to have a nice evening.
(A few weeks later)
Nightmares, one after another. At night, a man ran after me in the middle of the night, having a knife ready to cut me up. I was not able to sleep well ever since we started going out with this guy. I was always having nightmares and weird dreams, it was just not adding up in any way. There must be some juju involved. It can’t be something else. No, it can be, he is so dreamy, yet, I smelled a rat.
The guy was nice and sweet, but I hadn’t let him kiss me yet. So since I had keys to his apartment I went over the next day since he had traveled to Australia for business and was getting back today, I needed to surprise him. Sure I had warmed up to him but something told me not to let my guard down. I went to his apartment and the first thing I noticed was the drop in the temperature inside the house while it was sunny outside.
I started by dusting the surfaces and turning on the heater, and I went to his room to change my clothes when I noticed a weird door. There was a no entry sign but I still went inside anyway, and you can never believe what I found.
Pictures on the wall of several murders which have been occurring for the last five years, his photos with another woman, both in wedding clothes. He had played with my feelings. There was a suspicious pot inside the room covered with a red cloth and as much as I didn’t want to open it, I did. I going many thumbnails inside, very many of them.
I thought I had seen enough when I saw my picture on the wall with a large red X on my face. I was next. I had to get out of here.
to be continued…