BLACK SWAN

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

  𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

It's weeks after my grandmothers funeral , and I could say I'm doing a lot better with my grieving. There are still nights where I could hardly fall asleep but I'm doing better physically. Mentally , not so much. I don't know if I'm going insane or what but it feels like I'm being watched. I would wake up seeing things through my window , there would be these weird shadows in my mirror and I always feel this weird presence with me all the time. Every where I go , I never feel alone. I don't want to seem crazy , so I won't mention it to any of my friends. 

I've been dealing with grieving all alone , so it might be just the lack of sleep making me act this way. I rarely leave my house , unless its to get groceries. With all of the things I'm dealing with , the thought of leaving my house wasn't the best thing for me. But I realized that going out was something I needed. Alejandro called me to meet up at our favorite coffee shop just a few blocks from my house. 

I grabbed my black leather handbag off of my marble counter top along with my keys. I turn off all the lights in my home and grabbed my coat from the coat rack that stands in the corridor. I step outside as the cold air hits my face. The streets aren't too busy which is understandable due to the weather. I wouldn't be lying if I said I prefer this weather over that excruciating weather they call summer. I lock my front door and head down the concrete pavement to my car. From the distance I see a white sheet of paper sticking to the drivers seat window. 

I quickly walk over to my door and remove the paper. The sound of my keys and purse hitting the floor literally echo in my ear. I look at the sheet of paper and back at my surroundings. Looking around , see nothing or no one. Now I know for sure I'm not going fucking crazy. 

I shiver as the wind brushes past my back. I quickly pick up my bag and keys off the ground. I unlock my door but before I get in the car , I look through my backseat windows of my car just to be safe. As I see that no one is back there I enter my car and shove the piece of paper into my glove compartment.  My heart is in panic mode and I try to breathe so I can calm down. All I can think of is how and why? All this time I thought it was just lack of sleep but there is seriously someone watching me. 

I pull out of my driveway and head straight to the coffee shop. All I can think about is the paper. My heart is about to jump out of my damn chest. Looking through my rearview mirror to switch lanes , all I see is a man in my back seat. I can barely make out his face but he is there. I want it to feel like I'm losing my mind and that none of this is real. I hear faint screams and I pump my foot the break as I was about to hit someone riding their bike. My car comes to immediate stop which rushes my body forward. " Lady watch where the hell you're going!" The man shouts before resuming to his route. I turn my body to look into my back seat but still , no one is there. I move my eyes to the rearview mirror and all I see is the cars lined up behind me. I need to get off the road..

I pull into the parking lot of the coffee shop and find the nearest parking spot. Quickly rushing out of my car , I lock the door behind me and head straight for the door of the coffee shop. Through the big glass windows I see Alejandro speaking to a waiter with his laptop sitting in front of him. I enter the coffee shop and make my way straight to him. He sees me and stands up to greet me. He pulls me in for a deep hug that feels like it lasted forever. I wanted to stay in his arms just a little longer because he makes me feel safe. It's just something about him that I can't explain. " Hey what's going on? Your heart is beating like crazy.." He acknowledges and pulls out a chair for me to sit in. I sit down while he takes my purse and places it on the table. Alejandro walks over to the counter and ask for a bottle of water. The cashier has a worried look on her face , she says something to Ale but I'm to out of it to even hear her.