Standing in the Dark

Part three

The house was literally made of glass.

Well no, not literally. The whole front of the house was made of glass with drapes pushed to the corners. The stairs and garden in front were well kept and it looked nice enough.

He walked up the stairs and looked in the window to see if he could see Kaz.

He could, but the image shocked him.

She was dancing. Not just dancing because Kaz had never really being good at dancing but dancing a dark haired man. They were entangled together and she was laughing, laughing how she would only laugh with Matt.

'Kaz?' He breathed, unable to really grasp what he was seeing.

He couldn't take this image anymore and turned to leave. It was clear she didn't want him.

As he turned Karen opened her eyes and saw him hurrying down the steps.

'Matt,' she whispered and ran to the door.

'Matt!' She shouted running down the steps.

He turned slightly, his face a mask of pain. Matt turned again and kept running to his car.