Me and a Stranger Chapter 1

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The first paragraph is as if she tells someone about it... Otherwise the rest is like a real life flashback... Kinda...
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I don't remember much from that night. All I do remember is that I was alone, in the dark cold rain, walking. Another thing there were human figures around me, walking, I don't know if they were real or part of my mind, but they didn't seem happy. But I do remember one real man, he wasn't watching where he was going and knocked into me. Stronger then me, he knocks me over and doesn't care and keeps walking. I get off the cold, hard, wet ground, shake off the wetness and kept walking.

I look back to make sure I couldn't see him anymore, he made my day even worse then it already was. I believe after two more blocks I get back to my apartment. I get into the nasty, smelly lobby and shake off the wetness from the rain. I go to my mail box and get out my keys quick. Open my box to see nothing is inside, like usual. I go up three flights of stairs just to get to my room. I kept out my keys knowing i'd use them again. As I unlock my door I hear a sound from the lobby, it was like a scream. I didn't pay much attention to it because screams are normal in this apartment area. I go inside shut the door behind me.

I  go to my kitchen, open up a cupboard and get a cup, shut the cupboard and go to my sink. I have a little window above my sink, I look outside and of course it's still raining. I turn on the fossett to cold, as I put under my cup I hear another scream, from the first floor and not the lobby this time. I turn off the fossett as my cup is filled and go to another cupboard open it up and grab some pills. Ibuprofen and some other pill I don't take anymore but did way back when. At the same time take both pills and two sips of water.

Then I go to my living room and turn on my TV to CW. Riverdale is on tonight. I watch a bit of Riverdale before I hear another scream from I think is the second floor. As a commercial comes on I mute my TV and pay attention to what's going on. As I listen I hear another and it's much closer this time. I get up and make sure my door is locked. Then I go to my room and lock myself inside. Sit on my bed and sit completely quiet. "Damn it I forgot the lights on."
Quickly I unlock my door and open it. I move swiftly to my living room when I hear a knock on my door. I go to it quietly and swiftly. Look out the peep whole. It was a man tall, fair tone skin, blackish hair, brown eyes, black shirt and pants. He knocks again. I don't recognize him, so I go to my kitchen and grab a knife. I open the door only half ways and look at the man.
"Hello" I say in a unpleasing way.
"May I come in, there is someone down stairs, nobody knows who he is!" He says in a pant as if he run all the way here
"And why should I believe you?"
"because It's true have you not heard the screams?" Still trying to catch his breath.
"Hmm, fair point, come in, and I swear if you steal or break anything!" I open in it to where he can come through. I shut the the door and lock it once again. Go to the kitchen and put the knife on the counter next to the sink.
"May I say what a lovely place you have" looking around as if he's never been inside a room before.
"Please don't touch anything also try to be quiet.
"Sorry, so what's your name?" He says almost in a whisper
"Jone, Natalia Jone and you?
"Nolan, Josh Nolan, nice to meet you!" Holds out his hand, I grab his hand and shake it politely.
We hear another scream, he moves around the room impatiently. The lights turn off but he's not near the light switch so he didn't turn them off. I go to one of my windows and it looks like the whole city is out. Black outs are actually quite common so I'm not surprised. Then I hear him speak.
"Don't move! If you do I'll kill you"
Next thing I know something is put over my head, and I move, in a vehicle, and I hear Josh talking on the phone.

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