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screen after screen stationed around the open space.
The bartender slid over to take my order, he wore a charming smile and was pretty cute in a curly haired, blue-eyed, boy next door kind of way. I bet he racked up great tips with the women who did come into the bar.
“What can I get for you gorgeous?”
“I’ll take a Yuengling please,” I said, and the bartender was quick to get me a bottle of the lager. I perused the menu to see if they had anything I could eat that weren’t messy finger foods. The back of my neck prickled and I turned to see the guy from the coffee shop striding through the door. He navigated through the crowded dining room towards the bar. He was still wearing that dark blue fleece and those dark jeans…was he the guy from across the street? The one with the dark clothing that was staring at me?
The more I thought about it the more I was sure this was the guy who was making me feel so paranoid, he was following me and watching me! He was the guy on my fire escape, too! I paid the bartender for my beer and then went over to where the stalker coffee shop guy sat.
“Hey, can we talk for a minute outside please?” I asked, I was barely restraining the anger in my voice. This pervert could have seen any number of things! Who knew how long he had been stalking me!?
The stalker coffee shop guy nodded once and stood from the stool he was sitting on. I turned and walked outside. I knew he was following me because I felt his presence close behind me. Once we were well enough away from the bar I turned abruptly and caused him to nearly run into me.
“You’ve been stalking me, haven’t you,” I said. I didn’t exactly phrase it as a question, but the guy nodded anyways. His silver eyes were intent on mine as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking.
“So you’re not going to apologize? You’re just going to nod? I should call the cops you know!” I tried to keep my voice down, but I was so pissed that this guy invaded my privacy I just wanted to let him have it.
“I apologize for unsettling you Melanie…” he was so calm, his voice so smooth and sure, that it infuriated me further.
“Can you at least tell me why you were stalking me?” I yelled and he glanced around at the other people passing us by. We were just another couple of New Yorkers having an argument on the sidewalk. It was mostly normal so not too many heads were turned. The guy had the nerve to take my arm and pull me in the direction of my apartment building.
“We will talk someplace more private; there I will explain to you why I was following you,” I got a little nervous at that point. Here this huge stranger was dragging me towards a private place. Who knew what he would do to me once we were behind closed doors. I yanked my arm out of his grasp and he looked at me with slight annoyance.
“You’re not taking me anywhere you psycho! Okay, I don’t want to know why you were following me. Just stop! The next time I see you I’m calling the police,” I turned my back on him and hurried into my building. I didn’t feel him following me and when I looked over my shoulder he was nowhere to be found. I quickly made my way up to my apartment and checked around me and over my shoulder for any signs of the stalker guy. I breathed a soft sigh of relief when I was safely locked inside of my apartment.
When I turned from the door to face the living room I saw him sitting there on my couch. He looked at me expectantly and my jaw dropped. “How did you…how did you get in here?” I couldn’t even scream, I just stared wide-eyed and hoped like hell he wasn’t some axe murderer.
“I managed to procure a spare key to your apartment. I can assure you that I mean no harm. Please sit so I can tell you why I’ve been following you.”
I had just realized that he had a strange accent, and the way he spoke was almost…robotic. It definitely wasn’t casual. I put both hands on my hips and lifted my chin
The bartender slid over to take my order, he wore a charming smile and was pretty cute in a curly haired, blue-eyed, boy next door kind of way. I bet he racked up great tips with the women who did come into the bar.
“What can I get for you gorgeous?”
“I’ll take a Yuengling please,” I said, and the bartender was quick to get me a bottle of the lager. I perused the menu to see if they had anything I could eat that weren’t messy finger foods. The back of my neck prickled and I turned to see the guy from the coffee shop striding through the door. He navigated through the crowded dining room towards the bar. He was still wearing that dark blue fleece and those dark jeans…was he the guy from across the street? The one with the dark clothing that was staring at me?
The more I thought about it the more I was sure this was the guy who was making me feel so paranoid, he was following me and watching me! He was the guy on my fire escape, too! I paid the bartender for my beer and then went over to where the stalker coffee shop guy sat.
“Hey, can we talk for a minute outside please?” I asked, I was barely restraining the anger in my voice. This pervert could have seen any number of things! Who knew how long he had been stalking me!?
The stalker coffee shop guy nodded once and stood from the stool he was sitting on. I turned and walked outside. I knew he was following me because I felt his presence close behind me. Once we were well enough away from the bar I turned abruptly and caused him to nearly run into me.
“You’ve been stalking me, haven’t you,” I said. I didn’t exactly phrase it as a question, but the guy nodded anyways. His silver eyes were intent on mine as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking.
“So you’re not going to apologize? You’re just going to nod? I should call the cops you know!” I tried to keep my voice down, but I was so pissed that this guy invaded my privacy I just wanted to let him have it.
“I apologize for unsettling you Melanie…” he was so calm, his voice so smooth and sure, that it infuriated me further.
“Can you at least tell me why you were stalking me?” I yelled and he glanced around at the other people passing us by. We were just another couple of New Yorkers having an argument on the sidewalk. It was mostly normal so not too many heads were turned. The guy had the nerve to take my arm and pull me in the direction of my apartment building.
“We will talk someplace more private; there I will explain to you why I was following you,” I got a little nervous at that point. Here this huge stranger was dragging me towards a private place. Who knew what he would do to me once we were behind closed doors. I yanked my arm out of his grasp and he looked at me with slight annoyance.
“You’re not taking me anywhere you psycho! Okay, I don’t want to know why you were following me. Just stop! The next time I see you I’m calling the police,” I turned my back on him and hurried into my building. I didn’t feel him following me and when I looked over my shoulder he was nowhere to be found. I quickly made my way up to my apartment and checked around me and over my shoulder for any signs of the stalker guy. I breathed a soft sigh of relief when I was safely locked inside of my apartment.
When I turned from the door to face the living room I saw him sitting there on my couch. He looked at me expectantly and my jaw dropped. “How did you…how did you get in here?” I couldn’t even scream, I just stared wide-eyed and hoped like hell he wasn’t some axe murderer.
“I managed to procure a spare key to your apartment. I can assure you that I mean no harm. Please sit so I can tell you why I’ve been following you.”
I had just realized that he had a strange accent, and the way he spoke was almost…robotic. It definitely wasn’t casual. I put both hands on my hips and lifted my chin
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