Walking home after the party, I smile thinking back on the life I have built.
I have a new job, a boyfriend who loves me, and an apartment all my own.
Entering my home, I quick my shoes off and relax.
Suddenly, a dizzy spell overcomes me.
The room spins, and I fall down.
I feel like I may vomit.
I reach for the back of my head, but I feel no bump or blood.
Staggering forward a step, I fall again.
What is happening to me?
I close my eyes for a brief moment, when I hear a chuckle from beside me.
“Come on baby girl. I know you can do better than that.”
I blearily look up.
I can’t see his face, but I recognize his voice.
Shivers go up my spine.
No. It can’t be him.
But as I hear the chuckle again, and I feel the stifling grip on my arm,
I know he has found me again.
The laughter becomes more sinister, and as my vision fades to black, I hear him growl,
“I don’t know why you try to escape. I will always find you.”