Dark Silhouette

Chapter 2

When I woke up in the morning I heard a knock on my door. Without waiting for my answer my sister got in carrying a tray with delicious food on it.

"Hey, sis. I prepared you breakfast. How are you feeling?"

"Much better, Jess, thanks"

I ate my breakfast in short time, my sister watching me being glad I was fine.

"So, What do you wanna do today? go to the movies or maybe to the port or a park?"she asked, wondering what would I chose.

"Uhm... I'm not sure Jess, I don't think I really want to go outside. Would you mind if we stay here today, at least for half-day?"

She looked at me trying to read what was going through my mind then smiled.

"Not at all: I'm fine if you wanna stay a wile here"

She got up from my bed and walked to my door.

"Let me know if you change your mind, all right?" I nodded and she left.

I raised from bed and walked to my window balcony, seeing the leaves of the tree at my right. The day was beautiful but I didn't wanna go out yet.

When I notice the time and saw it was three o'clock I was tired of arguing with myself trying to convince me of going out so I pushed my absurd fear away and joined my sister downstairs telling her I've changed my mind. She looked at me not sure if I wanted to go alone but as I was standing there waiting for her answer she understood I wanted her to come with me.

We made our way to our favorite bookshop and stayed there for a while.

In our way out of the shop I started looking at the corners across the street, feeling someone was watching me but by the time I turned no one was there so I assumed I was being a bit paranoid. It wasn't the first time I felt that, it had started some months ago but for me it was all "coming back" thanks to the happenings of last night, or at least I think so.

"You ok?" My sister asked looking at me and again I answered with a nod. We walked back home and I fell asleep as soon as I entered my room.

The next day arrived and passed with nothing interesting in it.

And the next was just as the one before, and the next and the next and the next. Of course that I'm not afraid anymore but it was the se a for me if I was at school or outside of it hanging out with some friends I didn't seem to "feel" it, everything seems to be non important for a part of me and my desire of seeing again the girl who saved me has not been banished from my mind. It's all I seem to think of.

I thought it would be gone by the next day after the attack but it's been a week now and I still think of her. Pretty fool if I consider I don't even know her name.

I just finished another day of school, I'm doing another routine day walking to my sister's place.

And even though I'll be entertained with my sister I can't stop thinking about this girl. She seems to be like one of the songs you only listen once and days latter you can "hear" it's tune in your head again but you have no idea what it's name is. That's exactly how I feel about her.

In my anxiousness to see her I've tried everything, even walking through the same place at the same time but she's never near.

Hold on... I haven't tried something yet that might work. Of course, how I didn't think about it before? The night I was attacked ... I was in danger, so I beat what I'm missing for her to appear is presently that, danger...

Well I don't know, I mean I'm sure that fact must be what I'm missing but to get myself in that situation again I think it's not something clever to do, certainly I, more than anyone, avoid dangerous things as much as I can.

Is soon as I finished my dinner at home I went out again not very sure of where I was going. I was convincing myself that I should forget everything related with her I mean, being honest I won't see her again.

I hear a metallic noise and turn my sight at the other way of the street realizing an old man make some empty bins fell to the around making the strong noise. The old man gets up shaking a bit and walks as fast as he can to cross the street. That's when I notice a tall guy walking behind him, his image is the one of those people who stay at gym all day long.

"Hey! We're not done yet, come back here you coward!"

The old man runs to a street and the other man rushes behind him. And I don't know what I'm thinking right now but I'm sure the poor old man is in trouble and I rushed after the two of them hoping I can help somehow.

As soon as I turn I see the old man is grabbed by his jacket by the taller man, who has him back against the wall.

"Wait! Let him go. Why don't you bother someone of your size" I say, again not knowing where my sudden bravery comes from. The old man is shaking trying to release himself but he can't. The tall moron turns to me asking to mind my own business. He pushes the old man a side leaving him on the flor and as he gives me his back I grab his arm in an workless try to stop him but he pushed me back as if I'm a mere weightless thing.

"Isn't it too late for exercising?"asks a voice behind me that I recognize immediately.

"Who are you?" The gym man says.

"For some, their worst nightmare, for others, a 'good person'"

I turn around and there she is, black jacket as I remember, hiding her face again under her hood. As soon as the old man sees her he panics.

"Don't make me laugh"

But before the gym man can strike the old one she tackles him over few meters between us. The old man rises and goes beside me, to me seems very shocked.

"No, stay away!" He says "don't do a thing to me. Some may don't know but I do... I know what you are... Stay away!" He screams.

"Both of you, go!" She tells us but I'm too lost in her actions to react.

I see she's grabbed by her throat...

"Lauren,go!" >

I turn but stop almost bumping into a police officer, the old man bumping with me. I start to panic as I figure he might want an explanation of what's happening, but when I turn back to see the girl she's alone trying to catch her breath, the guy on the floor giving the impression he'd be drunk.

"Miss, is something going on here?" He looks at me.

"No Sr. Nothing"

I hear a low whisper behind me and I know she talking to the old man "Please, I'm not here to hurt you, I wanted to help" the old man walks towards me and the officer, the cop asking if there's a trouble.

"No trouble at all, officer, I lost my balance and this two young people tried to help me" right after that he left.

The cop was almost leaving when he remembered the girl some steps at my back.

"Are you fine?" He asked seeing her still catching her breath. She got straight as soon as she heard the question and answered in a flat tone.

"Never better" The cop left and we stayed alone on the street. After a couple of minutes she cleared he throat and looked at me.

"You like getting in trouble don't you?"

"No I don't. I... saw what was happening and wanted to help" she stood there looking at me as if she was analyzing me. I crossed my arms.

"What you think I'm lying?" She moved her head a bit to a side her eyes never leaving me.

"I believe you..." I'm not very sure how but we start walking and I was following by her side.

"...you're not a lying or trouble maker person..." I slipped with something, feeling a jolt in my stomach. In a quick move she grabbed my arm keeping me up "nor are you very coordinated huh?" I blushed damning my clumsiness.

We were walking back my home when we pass by a coffee shop.

"You wanna drink something? Maybe we could talk a bit... I've wanted to see you for a wile" she looked at the place and agreed. I couldn't find much difference in her attitude now and the first time I saw her.

I ordered a medium coffee and we sat down over a corner.

"Sure you don't want anything?" I asked feeling more comfortable in a close place.

"I'm fine, thanks. I assume you have some questions for me"

I nod drinking a bit of coffee.

"You're free to ask"

I stay there with my hands over the table, meanwhile she has her elbows semi-supported on her thighs, leaned a bit towards the table as if she's seeing something that drags her curiosity.

"H...How you found me the other day? How you knew I was in trouble?" For a second she looked confused.

"I didn't. I was just passing by and..." she shrugged "saw you needed help"

"Just like a moment ago with the man?"

"Just like that"she nodded slowly. And then, for I don't know what reason I stare at her eyes, feeling I've always "felt" them and as if they had no end, and the strangest question bumps into my mind.

"Have you been... following me?"her jaw clenched for a second. And she avoids my face looking to the window beside. She seems to struggle with herself. I should be worried if that attitude means 'yes', shouldn't I? Then why I'm not?

"I... The night I saved you wasn't the first time I saw you. I have been..." she stops holding her breath "watching you for over a month now"

She keeps quiet waiting for a comment from me but I say nothing. She finally rises her sight looking back at me and I can see her confused face.

"What is it?" I ask.

"You're... not reacting to what I just said"

"Well, that explains why I felt someone was watching me for a wile..."

"Aren't you afraid?" She suddenly asks. Now I'm the one shrugging.

"I suppose if you wanted to hurt me... you have had already"

She smiles a bit noticing I'm right.

"How you know my name?"

"I heard your sister called you that the night I left you home"

>

"No you didn't" I realize. She stood there ignoring what I'd just said. I let out a sigh as I rise from the chair ready to get out of there.

"No, wait" I can feel she gently grabs my hand "Don't go"

Don't ask me why but I sit down again. I'm waiting for a real answer.

"I followed you when you were leading out from school and a friend of yours called you" I remembered that day and realized I also remembered someone watching me.

"Why are you following me?"again, she struggles a bit.

"I...I know this is going to sound weird but... I dot really know why. I have this feeling about being near you and I've tried to stay away and... I don't seem to be strong enough to do so"

She ended the last part with a sigh.

"Then don't" I didn't notice I was leaning towards her "Don't be away" she kept her sight on me and I couldn't avoid eye contact between us. I realize I'm close to her and we both take our space.

"So, you know my name but I don't know yours"

"I'm sorry. Please forgive my manners" she took off her hood and extended her hand towards me.

"I'm Kay, it's a pleasure to meet you" I took her hand and give it a squeeze.

"It's nice to meet you Kay, I'm Lauren" she chuckles as I smile.

The sound of a loud crash makes me jump on my seat, I turn to see a waitress who broke a cup, the broken pieces over the floor and blood all over her hand. I hear Kay takes a deep breath.

"Wow, you think she'll be ok?" I ask her and notice her sight is still on the waitress. "Kay?"

"Aye, I... I think she'll be fine" I see she's strange again, like the first time we met.

"Would you mind I we go outside and keep on walking" she asks me.

"Sure" I get up before her and when I cross the main door she follows me behind. as soon as we leave she seems to be calm again.

As we walk side by side I notice she looks to everything that moves and looks at me trying I don't notice. We are a few blocks from my place, I don't wanna arrive and something in her sight when she sees me tells me she doesn't want to either. She seems serious and brave, secure of her self and jet she seems to leave all that when she talks to me.

"Kay?" She turns to look at me.

"Would there be a chance I could see you tomorrow?"

She stares at me, her like of the idea reflected in her face by a brief moment. Then she turns, looking at the moon.

"I don't know, it all might depend"

"You've plans already or..."

"No, not at all" she scowls before continuing "It's just that it shall depend on the weather. I prefer cloud - rainy days but... even if tomorrow is that way, I may not appear"

I nod, accepting it. I've to say it'd have been too perfect.

"Will I see you again or I'd have to get myself in trouble?" She smiles.

"Don't worry, we'll meet again. Maybe sooner than you think"

"I trust you"she stops at the same corner she did a week ago, watching me cross the street.

"Don't go too far" I say to her in a playful tone, she chuckles.

"I won't" I open the door and turn to see her standing there.

"Have a good night, Lauren" I smile and wave my hand before closing the door.

That night I dreamt of Kay.

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Hello

I'm leaving you the second chapter hoping you like and enjoy it. For those of you who read this story I have to thank you for doing so, and must say, I'm glad someone reads this.

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"Lectorumcompulsive"