Dating : We Must Never Be Apart

A few nights before there was a knock at the door.

“Oh god. He’s here…”

He was her ex-boyfriend. Who Anna had been afflicted with for over a decade. Charges had been pressed, restraining orders were filed. But he always came back. The legal threat made it a game to him.

“He’s been texting me all day. Let me get rid of him…” She said as she got up.

“No. I want to talk to him.” I said while also getting up.

“Let’s just call the cops.” She pleaded.

“Never call the cops unless there’s a body.” I recited, “You said yourself, it only makes it worse.”

There was another knock. I started for the door.

“Please don’t.” She pleaded.

“I don’t want you to get the door either.” I said as I sat down.

After a couple of minutes, there was a knock at the back door that I was sitting in front of. The dark outside created a mirror effect on the window. I pivoted my head and locked my eyes where I figured he would be looking in…