MissingA loud noise made me look up from my book. I was surprised I had heard it over my music, and I looked up. I tried to concentrate on the story I was reading but the sounds, a voice, kept distracting me.
I closed the book and pulled of my headphones. Who in the world was yelling at this time of night?
I swung my legs off the bed and went to the window, opening the blinds a little bit.
A tall man was standing at my neighbors side door. I didnt know the couple well enough to recognize the man or if he was even the husband, so I hadnt the faintest idea of what he wanted.
He had brown hair and was wearing a dark blue long sleeve shirt, and beige shorts despite the cold night. As I watched he shoved his hands into his pockets and yelled again. It sounded like he was yelling the name Kelly. I wondered if that was the womans name that lived there, and why he didnt use the front door.
He appeared to get very frustrated and banged on the door. When there was no answe
StalkerJames laughed on the other line. Alright Yivain. But Ill be right there if you need me. Ill be back soon.
Right here if I needed him. I repeated his words in my head. It had been so long since Id been alone. It hit me suddenly, and I froze, a smile spreading over my face.
I didnt have to worry. The police had caught him. He was in jail. There would never be another face at my window. There would never be anymore threatening phone calls. I would never have to worry again and obsessively lock the doors and windows. I was FREE.
Dressing quickly, I nearly skipped back to James. He was talking to someone on his cell phone in an official sounding voice.
Who cared? Not me. My new freedom gave me a strange high, and I threw myself onto James lap.
He looked surprised, but willing. He rubbed my back as I waited for him to finish his conversation.
When he finally snapped the phone shut, I threw my arms around his neck and kisse