Faint in society

Forget me and you'll regret me

       I walked outside the glass doors of work, almost collapsing from exhaust. The NASA employee parking is usually pretty big. You know, because they have a lot of workers, but today I was able to snag one of the front row spots because my alarm woke me up earlier than it should've and I didn't realize I was at work early until I walked in and saw our huge clock. I walked to my car and pulled out my keys. Marc, one of my friend/ rover designing partner was parked right beside me. He smiled and waved. I waved back, trying not to show too much exhaustion. Once I got in my car I started off to home. Today though, I noticed something weird. Marc lives north of where my house is, yet he was following my car not too far behind. I called my bestie, Lena and told her to meet me at my house. Just Incase he wasn't who I thought he was. Lena lives two houses away from me, so I knew that when I got there she'd be there. When I pulled in, there she was waiting for me on my doorstep. I could see her and Layla on my porch so I felt relieved I had two backups. Oddly, Marc pulled into the house in front of mine and went in. Glancing at me not once, not twice, but three times before going in. "Aww." Lena said. "He isn't a stalker. He likes you." She told me with a chuckle. Since it was a Friday and i didn't go to work tomorrow I asked her to sleep over just Incase. She gladly accepted my offer and we had a great night with popcorn and chick-flicks on T.V. I had a really good time.
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About eight months later I had forgotten about the whole situation and I was ready to go to bed. Layla was on my bed, cuddled up with me. I peacefully start to sleep.
When I awaken, my room in unusually dark and I reach my arm out for the light switch, but instead my arm lands on a weird figure. "Wha-?" As quickly as I had woken up, I fell back asleep. It was so fast! So fast that I couldn't even say to myself 'You're falling asleep' and the next thing I knew I was on my bed with a dark figure standing in front of me. "Why'd you call for back up that day?!" It said. It was a voice kinda familiar to me. "What?" I asked "You know what!" It demanded "Lena can't always save you!" It said. Layla drifted awake when it shouted. She noticed that I was scared and that she didn't know who was standing in front of me. She bit the dark figure in the groin. It was then, I knew it was a boy. He howled in pain and I hit him. It apparently hurt so bad he dropped to the floor. I quickly reached for my phone and dialed 911. I quickly told them what happened and they came in a matter of minutes. But in those (2) minutes I had to fight for my life. So I reached for my telescope and smashed it on his head. (So much $$$$$ gone!!)
And it subdued him until the police came.
In all the commotion, Layla heard and rushed over to my house (on foot😄) and sat with me, in my living room for a few hours after everyone else was gone. I told her what he'd said and we both remembered the time, eight months ago, when Marc had been his own kind of ol' Slim And Shady.
Oh Marc. I thought you liked me for a moment. I thought I knew you, and trusted you! I thought I liked you, too. In hopes that maybe our friendship would blossom one day. But it shall be no more. No more than every time I think of you, tears rush down my cheeks. Remembering how scared I was, and how much blood bled into my carpets. I got them replaced with hardwood flooring. And I've gotten my house back to smelling like coffee beans instead of what I imagine the hunger games smelled like during the blood bath.
Dear Marc, rot in prison. You're on death row!