Alexa Weinstein and The Blood Unravel

Chapter 17

Bryan

A month has passed since he broke up with Alexa and started to live with Alyssa. He was surprised to find that she liked him even after he embarrassed her that day for Alexa.

Firstly, he felt guilty for using her to get to Alexa but being with her helped him a little to forget Alexa and he almost did forget her. Almost. Alyssa had declared that she liked him and he had also agreed to date her, it was about time he moved on.

She had provided him work in the company she also worked at, saying that they could be together all the time. She had done so much to him so why not give her a chance. Give them a chance. Then he had moved in with her and tried to be a good boyfriend that his girlfriend deserved.

All was going well until one time when he had woken up to find that the space next to him on his bed was empty.

Where was she? he thought.

He looked at the clock and saw that it was thirty minutes passed midnight.

How long was she gone? he thought.

He called for her and started to panic, fear rising in his chest, suffocating him. He was about to get the car keys to go to search for her when he heard the front door opening and got a whiff of her expensive perfume. He was about to question her when he thought against it. Something was off. There was something she was hiding. If she trusted him enough, she’d have told him. He didn’t want her to know that he found out.

Then for the next few days this continued. He lay awake pretending to sleep and hear her going out. In the morning, she’d act as his loving partner and all lovey dovey while at night she leaves him all alone and going out to who knows where.

Was she seeing another boy? Was she cheating on him? Is the fate backstabbing him? He left Alexa for their own good, he thought, until he decided at last that he’d follow her.

That night he kissed her goodnight and waited till she pulled off her plan. He pretended to be asleep, slowing his breathing rate. He sensed her shifting beside him after a few minutes. He decided to open his eyes to a slit and watched as she dressed fully in black. Black coat, black jeans, black stop, black heels and blood red lipstick.

What’s up with the dressing up? he thought, suspiciously.

Then without even sparing a glance she headed out and closed their bedroom door behind her. He gave her a five minutes head start and looked at the clock before heading outside, hoping against hope that this was a nightmare.

The clock read: 11:56 p.m.

He didn’t bother to lock the house and looked at the figure of Alyssa growing smaller by the second.

Damn she’s fast, he thought for the umpteenth time he’d been with her and followed her, crouching low. It was a dark night, the moon hidden behind the grey clouds.

Can she even see?

He followed her making much as less sounds as possible. Thank heavens besides the road they were surrounded by forests. She’s a brave woman, he’d give her credit for that. She kept to the road until the last moment she turned and headed into the woods.