Met you before sunset

Chapter 4

{ Saturday night}

All week long, I haven't stopped thinking about him in a few minutes, I'll see him again.

I'm wearing a short black dress that is just my knee, I don't want him to think I'm the type of woman who puts on short dresses.

I put on some makeup and look at me one last time before going downstairs.

- I'm ready all is well this past, it's just a dinner not a marriage proposal.

When I got downstairs I heard my doorbell ring.

I took my bag and left to open the door when I opened the door, I saw a tall man with lots of tattoos on his face, he was wearing a black suit.

- is that you, Madison?

Who is this man?  When I tried to close my door, he pushed it back and came back.

- get out!  From my house.

- we can speak ?

This crazy man, I don't know him and he wants to talk to me.

I heard it ring again, maybe it's Ty!

- help me !

The man rushes towards me, he places his hand on my mouth to silence me.

- Madison?

It's Ty!

I can hear it from the other side of the door.

The man started dragging me from behind, did he come to kill me ?!

No, I don't want to die with my elbow, I hit him on the chest, he lets go of me, I take the opportunity to run to the door and open it.

Ty found it in front of me, I embrace him with all my strength.

- Madison, are you okay?

- .. There are...

I have trouble speaking, my whole body is shaking.

- Madison what's going on?

- There is a man ... in my house ...

- a man ?

- He wanted ... Me .. Kill me

Ty lets go of me and goes home.

- .. No, don't go!

- stayed here Madison.

I don't want him to be killed by me.

Ty returns a few moments later.

- There is nobody.

I'm sure when I kicked him he must have run away.

- I ..

I really have trouble breathing, I start to take deep breaths of air.

- calm down Madison, first we will go to my car and you will tell me everything.

I ..

He opened the door for me, I went in, he closed it and went over to the driver's side.

When you closed his door, he took my hand.

- Madison was telling me.

-  ... I

Instead of talking I crack, I start to cry.

He comes closer to me and walks past, his hands on my hair.

If he wasn't there, I would be ...

Why this man wanted me badly how did he know my name my address?