Geek Without His Beauty

Eighteen

I was down in the office, I intended to go through some case files but instead I was going through that damn file on Randy. I still haven't heard anything from him. Sidney took Cherokee for a walk and Billy went to Stu's to talk to him about everything we discussed last night. I closed the file and threw it in the bottom drawer. There was a knock on the door upstairs and I sighed, stood up and walked upstairs. They knocked again which only irritated me further than I already was.

I stopped when I saw Kincaid standing at the door, his back turned towards me as he looked around. "Fuck." I took a deep breath and walked over to open the door. He turned around when he heard the door open. "Miss. Loomis, how are you?" He smiled. "What do you want?" I asked. He nodded, a smile still on his face. "A file of mine went missing. Randy Meeks file to be exact," he said. I raised my eyebrows and kept my face blank. "Okay. So why are you here?" I asked. He gave me a look, "did you take the file Miss. Loomis?"

"No. And stop calling me Miss. Loomis. My name is yn. Now if you don't mind I have a lot of case files to go through," I said and went to shut the door until he stopped me. "One more question," he said. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Have you talked to Mr. Meeks? I was hoping to ask him a few questions," he said. I shook my head and looked him in the eye, "no. I'm sorry I have not seen or talked to him since yesterday." He nodded his head, "well, if you happen to see that file let me know. Have a good day, yn." He turned and walked away, got in his car, and left.

I shut the door, grabbed the Rosè and filled a wine glass before heading back downstairs. I forced myself to go through the stack of case files that sat on the desk. Pens, highlighters, sticky notes lay around on the surface. I made calls and retyped certain papers, faxed others to my dad's office in the city. Sidney had come in a few hours ago with lunch and we talked for a little while until Billy came home. He had told me that he and Stu went to Randy's but he wasn't home and neither his mom or sister knew where he was.

I told him and Sidney to go out for dinner and spend time together. Maybe go on a double date with Stu and Tatum. It took a lot to convince Billy that I would be fine by myself and that after I was done I was going to make dinner, maybe watch a movie then go to bed. But here it was three hours later, the clock reading seven-thirty and I was still in the office looking at the fucking file on Randy again. I grabbed the office phone and dialed the Meeks' house number. I needed fucking answers.

"Hello," Mrs. Meeks answered.

"Hi, Mrs. Meeks, this is yn," I said.

"Yn! Hello, sweetheart, how are you?" She asked.

I smiled to myself. She was always a sweet woman and treated me like her own. "I was just looking for Randy. I was hoping you had maybe seen him or talked to him."

"Oh, no I haven't seen him since you two stopped by the other day. I thought he was with you," she said. "Is everything alright?" She asked in a worried tone.

I didn't want to scare her but I didn't want to lie to her. "Yeah, everything is fine. He's probably with my brother and Stu," I said.

"Oh, Billy did stop by today, maybe he did find him. Can I help you with anything else, dear? Do you need anything?" She asked.

I shook my head even though she couldn't see me. "No, I'm alright. Thank you, Mrs. Meeks." She said her goodbyes and we hung up. What the hell was going on? My anxiety just went up even more now. And even more questions popped in my head. I could feel the tears trying to build up and I refused to let them. I grabbed my wine glass and headed upstairs.

I filled my glass and then started getting stuff out to make something to eat. That little voice in the back of my head wouldn't shut the fuck up.

"He's with her and you know it."

"He was only using you."

"He wanted to gain your trust again so it would be easier to kill you."

"He never loved you in the first place. He played you for four years. You're such a fool."

I had to wipe the tears away as I cooked my dinner. I hated that he made me love him. I hated that I was fighting with myself on any of this. I was regretting my decision to forgive him. I should have kept my distance to save myself from the hurt. I don't know why I was so surprised. When my food was done I stayed in the kitchen to eat. I jumped up to sit on the counter and ate my food. After I was finished I washed the dishes and went up to my room to change and read.

I was really into my book, the thoughts from earlier had even gone silent, when I heard a thud from downstairs. Billy had called to tell me he and Sidney wouldn't be home tonight. They had taken Cherokee over to her dad's so I was home alone. And I knew my dad wasn't going to be home. I placed my bookmark in my book and set it down, walked out into the hall, and to the top of the stairs. There was another thud but it sounded like it was at the downstairs door. I slowly descended the stairs and looked around before listening for anything.

Another thud from downstairs made me jump then a figure came into view at the bottom of the stairs. It was completely dark so I could see whoever it was when they looked at me. My heart slammed against my ribs and my fight or flight instincts took over. I ran for the stairs and for my room. I could hear heavy footsteps rushing after me. I had made it to my room but just as I was about to shut the door a foot stopped it from closing. I cried out as I fell backwards onto my ass. Then the door slammed open and the figure from downstairs filled the doorway.