Evil lives here
1457 Words
Three days I had been hiding, yes hiding in my apartment, hiding from the rest of the world, I knew I couldn’t hide forever, here I felt safe, here I was surrounded in my own safety blanket, shutting the world out.
The day I had left Ryker was the day everything went wrong! So very f*****g wrong! How did the events of that day lead me to this? How could I know that evil was lurking in the shadows? I was so consumed with him that I didn’t see, I didn’t see that I was about to fall.
Maybe if I hadn’t been so consumed with my lust and obsession for him, I’d have seen it, spotted the signs? But how could I know that my every move was been watched, how could I have known the danger I was in? I racked my brain to see if I could have spotted it, but there was only ever one answer, even if there was no Ryker, I’d have never noticed the evil at my door, it was hidden, stealthy, it crept up slowly, until that day, that day I left him, that invisible evil I didn’t know existed made itself known, that day it came to my door.
It started with a note.
A note I didn’t expect, a note that bound me to my apartment in fear, a note that told me walking out on Ryker was the least of my problems, that morning I had got back that note was waiting for me, slipped under the door, at first I thought it was Ryker because who else could it be, as I looked over the words, fear gripped me, my safe haven was no longer safe, they had taken that away from me when they came to my apartment, they knew I wasn’t here.
As I held that first note in my still shaking hands, I poured over each word, as shivers ran down my back.
I know where you go
I know who you go with
I’ve been watching you
You will see me soon
He can’t save you.
The notes kept coming everyday, each time one was slipped under the door, I would cower gripped by fear, knowing someone had been watching my every move and I hadn’t even realised, scared me to my very core, I’d never felt fear like this before, they was right about one thing though, he couldn’t save me, how could he when he couldn’t even save himself.
So, I did what I thought best, I hid.
Which when I thought about it was stupid, I was like a caged animal waiting for my own slaughter, it was the not knowing that was the worst, not knowing if he would come, not knowing if he was watching me right now, not knowing what he had planned, I didn’t even know if it was a he/she or them, I knew nothing and that was the worst thing of all the not knowing, I think I stayed because I’d accepted my fate whatever that may be but after three days of waiting, nothing had happened, just more notes with more threats of our impending meeting.
Maybe they’d hope I’d run to him, but I didn’t. How could I? It had been three days since I saw him and he hadn’t reached out but neither had I, I was too consumed with the evil that hadn’t made itself known yet and if I was going to die soon, I had to enjoy what little time I had left, I wasn’t thinking clearly, walking around as if in a daze, shock, it must be shock.
I found myself back at The Scarlet that evening, it felt safe, familiar, amongst people, I sat at the bar as I had always done and ordered his drink once more, maybe I was feeling nostalgic, a voice boomed from behind me, and I very nearly jumped out of my skin and toppled off the stool I was sat on.
“What brings you here sexy”
Skye of course, great just what I needed, she was a welcome distraction from the thoughts in my head, I didn’t respond just raised my glass.
“He’s not here you know”
“Good”
“Are you okay sweetie?”
She sat beside me, the concern in her face evidentially clear.
“I’m fine”
“You sure because when I came up to you, you nearly jumped out of your skin and looked like you’d seen a ghost”
“I just want to drink Skye”
“Okay sweetie” she patted my hand like you would when you reassure a child.
“I’m sorry I don’t mean to be rude - “
“You couldn’t be rude if you tried”
She smiled, I could tell my mood was bringing her down, she didn’t stay for very long which was just as well, I couldn’t stand being in my own company, so I couldn’t blame her, the drinks flowed freely but my unease never left, I felt like someone was watching me, I was just been paranoid I told myself, those bloody notes had me suspecting anyone and everything.
As the whiskey flowed my head spun, I felt lightheaded, warm, it had certainly loosened me up, even with my mysterious stalker on the loose, my thoughts went back to him, the thought of his voice, his taste, the way he made me feel in his presence, I could hide it from myself sober but drunk me knew I missed him.
I thumbed a text.
Kala – well it was fun while it lasted.
I half contemplated sending it, with my thumb hovering over the send button, sent, well couldn’t do anything about it now, damage had already been done.
Ryker – Kala?
Kala – yes that’s my name or had you forgot it already.
Ryker - what’s wrong?
What’s wrong? What’s wrong? He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the box, I rolled my eyes.
Kala – nothing everything’s perfect, your perfect, I’m perfect, everything’s f*****g perfect
Ryker – call me now
Kala – is that an order because you know how much that turns me on ha
Ryker – Kala!
Kala – fine, fine keep your panties on
I pressed call on his name waiting for the big lecture from the man who didn’t care, I was filled with excitement when he picked up after the second ring, the man could make me shudder with excitement even over the phone, his voice sent waves of electricity through my body, I was no longer fearful, I was excited, and it made me feel safe to hear his voice once more.
Safe, comforting, home.
Kala – “what do you want?”
Ryker – “you texted me first”
Kala – “um so it’s what do I want is it?”
Ryker – “what’s wrong?”
Kala – “oh nothing everything is per - “
Ryker – “perfect, yes I got that, why do you sound different?”
Kala – “whiskey will do that you know”
Ryker – “your drunk?”
Kala – “define drunk”
Ryker – “where are you?”
Kala – “what does it matter, you can’t save me”
Ryker – “Kala tell me where you are right now”
Kala – the f*****g scarlet, I’m at the f*****g scarlet”
Ryker – “don’t move”
Kala – “you can’t save me; it was fun while it lasted”
I repeated the same thing repeatedly because he couldn’t, he couldn’t save me, he had to let me go, he didn’t even say goodbye, he just ended the call which I thought was mighty rude but that was him all over, rude, and obnoxious.
I stumbled back towards the bar, pouring more fiery liquid down my throat feeling it burn as it made its way down, you’d think after a couple you’d get used to it, but I didn’t, the only thing it did was keep my impending worries at bay and I wanted to drink until I forgot but I didn’t forget.
I don’t know how long I’d been sat there before he came racing towards me, as short lived as it maybe I was happy to see him, I’d missed those grey eyes, I jumped into his arms and he picked me up like a precious doll that may break, with my hands around his neck I whispered in his ear.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Home, little one, I’m taking you home” that’s the last thing I heard before the darkness consumed me.
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