My First True Love {Completed}

My First True Love {Epilogue}

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My First True Love

                                                                     {Epilogue}

It has been a month since I moved to Chicago. Marisa’s belly kept growing by the minute. Everyone was happy for her, soon she was going to have a baby and I was going to become an aunt.

As the month went by Marisa kept asking me if I was going to start dating or not. She saw me and saw sadness whenever she talked about me getting a boyfriend.

There was something in me that just couldn’t move on. I found myself thinking on him and it made me sad.

I can’t move one…maybe I was destining to be alone at the end.

As I walked back to my apartment I notice a shadow of a bird flying above me.  I looked up to see where it went, but it had disappeared.

It’s just a bird Jane. I kept repeating to myself that it was nothing, but there was something in me that was telling me to keep walking.

My apartment wasn’t far away from Marisa’s house; it was about five blocks away. Although my new apartment wasn’t big, it was cosy and it was home.

I calmly unlock the door and push it open. I could feel the cold air coming through the window.

Which was strange because I left them closed and with a lock.

I immediately closed the window putting a bag of groceries on the table. As I walked to my room I felt a strange presence in my house.

The lights were still off so I wasn’t able to see if there was an intruder in my home. I grabbed a baseball bat from my closet and slowly walked back to the living room trying not to make a lot of noise.

From the corner of my eye I saw a figure move towards the kitchen. I gulped.

Please God, don’t let it be a serial killer.

I grabbed the baseball bat tightly ready to swing it at whoever was in the kitchen. The intruder stood in front of me in the dark, I couldn’t quiet make out his features because he still in the shadows.

I swung the bat to hit the intruder when he stopped me. He grabbed the bat and pulled me closer, I screamed and hit him over and over again on his chest.

He pulled us towards the light and that’s when I gasped.

No…he can’t be.

I let go of the bat abruptly. My eyes held his for a moment trying to process everything that just happened.