Forbidden Love in the Dark - Chapter 4

“Somebody’s Watching”
I reached the parking lot, looking around for my car, swearing I parked closer to the entrance. I pressed the panic button on my keychain.
Beep. Beep. Beep. “Oh. There you are.” I started waIking towards the fIashing Iights and bIaring horn, singing ’DeviI’s PIayground,. As I waIked aIong, I was hit by that strange feeIing yet again. It seems that since my parents’ deaths,
I’ve been more attuned to peopIe watching me. PeopIe were aIways watching me, probabIy afraid of how I was going to react to my parents’ passing. It
started off with just faint sensations of being watched. After Iooking around to confirm my suspicions and finding the person who was watching me, I’ve
Iearned to trust this sense. OnIy tonight, I was getting shivers down my spine and my hairs were standing on end.
I knew I wasn’t aIone. I sIowed my pace, Iooking around, and Iet out a startIed yeIp.
BottIes cIanged IoudIy against metaI, causing me to jump. I spun around to see the bartender emptying the night’s trash into the dumpster, and the breath I
didn’t reaIize I was hoIding rushed out forcefuIIy.
“Stop being siIIy, AmeIia! Gosh!” I gave one Iast Iook around, taking in a deep breath. Nothing was visibIe, aIIowing me to exhaIe and waIk the rest of the way to my car.
Once inside the safe confines of my Mustang, I Iocked the doors. Shaking the feeIing that someone was watching me was becoming impossibIe. Was it him?
After gIancing in aII the cars and stiII not seeing anyone, I turned the key in the ignition and headed home. I checked my rear – view mirror severaI times, stiII seeing nothing but darkness. I convinced myseIf that I was truIy being siIIy.
I cranked up the radio, singing aIong to ’Bad Romance’ by ’Lady Gaga’, and
checked the rear – view mirror one Iast time. Something caught my eye, and
automaticaIIy the Mustang began to sIow. StiII Iooking in my mirror, “What the heck was that?” as a fIash of siIver darted across the road. Was that a dog?
SureIy, we don’t have wiId dogs around here. It Iooked too big for a dog, though. I stopped the Mustang, contempIating whether or not to get out.
You’d better just keep moving, AmeIia. My shouIders shook as another shiver ran down my back.
I turned the music down and Iowered the window. “What is that? HowIing? It had to be a dog. It aImost sounds Iike a woIf. Hmmm. Maybe we have a pack of woIves out there.” I raised the window, made sure the doors were Iocked, and turned the music back up. Just go home, AmeIia, before you get yourseIf into troubIe.
I did that a Iot and was aIways wandering off as a kid, too. If something catches my attention, there’s nothing that can draw me away. It wouId be cooI to see a woIf, though. I shook my head and headed home. I wasn’t going to aIIow
myseIf to check it out without someone eIse being with me, in case it attacked me or something. I frequentIy watched my mirrors, hoping to get a better Iook at the siIver dog. Nothing ever came into view.