Fear For My Lover

Chapter 1

"Goodnight Melinda!" I called to my boss.

"Night Kat!" she hollered back. I left the small crafts store I worked at and started to make my way home. My flat was a short half mile walk from Melinda's Arts and Crafts. It

may be quick, but it's never safe in this small town in Michigan. Rape, kidnappings, it all happens here. That's why before my dad died a few years ago, he taught me how to defend myself.

I was about 100 yards away from my block of flats, when he appeared. He covered my mouth and held me against the wall of an alley.

"Hello gorgeous," he slurred. This man was obviously drunk off his ass, and the smell of alcohol on his breath was unbearable. "If you scream I'll kill you got that?" I nodded, tears streaming down my face. He removed his hand and I screamed.

"Help! Someone help me please!" He clapped his hand back over my mouth.

"What did I tell you bitch!" He slapped me across my face and pushed me harder against the wall. My cheek stung where he had slapped me. Suddenly, the pressure left and I was free. I looked down to see that another man had taken him down. He knocked him out and turned to me.

"Are you ok?" he asked. I nodded and followed him out of the alley. He was a beautiful man in about his early twenties with pale blue eyes and brown hair.

"Thank you, for saving me," I stammered. He chuckled and turned to me.

"You need to be more careful. Louis by the way," he said, extending a hand.

"Kathleen, but my friends call me Kat."

"Here's my number. Maybe we could meet up some time," he said, handing me a slip of paper. I nodded and started walking toward my flat. I didn't even realize Louis was following me.

"Are you stalking me or something?" I giggled.

"If that's what you want to call it! I was making sure you got home ok," he chuckled. I unlocked the door to my flat and stepped in, waving Louis off.

"Goodnight Louis!" I called.

"Goodnight Manx!" I rolled my eyes and closed the door. I flopped down on my bed and fell asleep almost immediately.