Edium

》Chapter 2《

2 Weeks Later...

Liv crossed her legs on the sofa staring intently at me, waiting for me to speak.

2 weeks ago, The(we'll call them "The Men In Black") Men In Black began to show up where ever I was. At the grocery store, the gym, the Thai restaurant downstairs from my apartment, and so many other places I go they randomly pop up at. Now they have become creepy, scary, and stalker like watchers that follow me to all the same places I go, or maybe they just appreciate all the same things I like? Who knows.

"I honestly think your going a little coo-koo in the head M. There hasn't been anybody following you or else I would have seen them," Olivia tells me after an awkward silence.

I shake my head. "Maybe your right. I'm just paranoid."

Olivia smiles and sits up a little. "See your going to be fine," she chirps, rubbing my back,"How about we go do something?"

"Like what?"

"Um I don't know. How about... A movie?"

I roll my eyes at her. She probably only wants to go to the theatre to see if her ex is there with his new girlfriend, or I should really call her Teef . That's what Liv told me to call her but I have no idea what she means when she speaks her Dutch mumbo-jumbo.

"I don't really feel like a movie tonight, Liv. Raincheck?"

With a sigh she reluctantly agrees but warns me I won't be getting out that easily next time.

When Olivia left, I watched her from my apartment's grand bay window but my eyes kept being drawn to the two Men In Black figures lurking below a street lamp. My breath hitched at the sight and my mind immediately reacts by yanking the curtains shut.

Liv says I'm coo-koo, I say I'm definitely NOT.

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The sleeves of my sweater kept being tugged by my sweaty hands as I kept pacing the area of my apartment.

It was 10:34 when Liv had left my apartment but now it was two in the morning and I can't help but see a big flashing sign that just screams DANGER! waiting right outside the building's front door. Those two Men In Black are still there under the eerie street light! It's freaking 2 am and they... are... still... there!

My nail beds are so worn down from me biting them out of nerves, that I've moved onto chewing my sweater. This whole thing with these creepy men is really starting to take its toll on me and my life. I mean Liv has been great at supporting me but I haven't been there for her and her guy drama, which is not good friendship in my opinion. Only I can't get my crap together. My head is on full blown overdrive that I can't even get thoughts and ideas for my fourth book straight, which if you truly know me then you'll relize I'm sick or something is seriously wrong just like now.

My editor, publisher, and manager have all been trying to contact me these past two weeks but I never answer their calls or texts. All I can think is that they are all pretty pissed at me right now. This situation isn't good for my career, but life sometimes throws you a curveball.

I peel back the curtain to take a peek outside for like the millionth time, and notice one of The Men In Black is talking on the phone while the other remains calm and collected beside his partner. This makes me interested, so I flick off the living room lights and return to the window watching closely at each of their actions against the black canvas night.

The man on the phone ends the call and tells his partner something before they both reach out their left arms pointing and staring blankly towards the bay window, as if staring deep into my eyes. A shiver runs down my spine and an icy feeling slowly creeps along my pale skin as I tare myself away from the window in fear.

That's when I decided it's best not to step outside anytime soon.