The Smell Of Blood – Part 2

Anne wanted more details about the ongoing tribulations with the construction workers and Ellen filled her in on all the gritty details, much to Anne’s amusement. As they caught up on the day-to-day minutiae of each other’s lives Anne could see from her vantage point that the creepy guy in the corner was still studying Ellen.

“I hate to break it to you sister, but that guy is still checking you out. You wanna go somewhere else?”

Ellen finished her glass of wine and signalled the bartender for another.

“Nope. I’m not gonna let myself be bullied. If I start now it won’t end. Just ignore him, he’s a loser.”

Anne shrugged and Ellen went and fetched her drink and got one for Anne. They went on with their conversation and were having a good time, though Anne continued to note the guy in corner never took his eyes off of Ellen.

They had one more round and were about to call it quits when the stranger got up from his seat and appeared to be approaching them.

“Oh no, he’s headed this way Ellen.”

“Don’t look at him. Keep talking.”

The man crossed the space between them slowly and for once didn’t look at Ellen. As he got along side not three feet from them he hesitated slightly then kept moving toward the door. Now it was Ellen who had a good view of him and as he opened the door he glanced over his shoulder at her and a smile spread slowly across his face, then he was gone.

“My god, that was creepy.”

“What? What did he do?”

“He turned his head and smiled at me. What a creep. Honestly, I’m so off men right now.”

Anne smiled and finished her wine.

“It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?”

“Don’t start with me. I’m not missing anything, thank you very much.”

They decided it was time to go and went out to hail a cab. They lived in the same part of town so it made sense to just get one. They piled in laughing and jostling each other and didn’t notice the cab that stopped just behind theirs as they pulled away.

Ellen dropped Anne off and then sank back in the seat to relax for the rest of the short ride to her apartment. She paid the driver and started walking up the path and noticed out of the corner of her eye that another cab had stopped some ways back on the street, but no one got out and she gave it no more thought.

Getting ready for bed she thought about what Anne had said just before they left the bar. She decided she hadn’t been fibbing when she said she really didn’t need anyone in her life right now. She had a great job and a handful of good friends. Things would change when they should and she wasn’t going to be concerned either way.

As she turned out the light she realized she hadn’t drawn the blinds and went over to the window. She couldn’t sleep without them closed as the streetlights shone right into her bedroom. As she reached for the cord her breath caught in her throat. Someone was standing in the middle of the road some ways down the street, a dark silhouette motionless in the soft light falling on the asphalt.

Tomorrow, Part 3

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