Lana and Thredson

Part 17

Lana: I woke up awfully parched, my mouth and throat were dry as if I haven't have a glass of ice cold water before bed. Thredson always stresses how water is so important for the body. He likes it ice cold, I prefer room temperature. I get up and make my way into the kitchen, there he is, reading the newspaper. At 3am.

Lana: "Up so early."

Thredson: "Can't sleep."

He didn't seem like he was in the mood to engage in conversation so Lana continued to get her water

Thredson: "Come with me outside tomorrow"

Lana: Outside?

Lana was ecstatic, she can't remember the last time she had been out in the open, with the hot gleaming sun, and the nice breeze of the wind that she remembered that she adored. Her and Lily use to sit on the rocks of a lake near by their home. They use to sit on the rocks and talk for hours, with the breeze flowing through Lily's golden brown hair,  they talked and talked until the sun went down. Lana lived for their conversations. Sometimes the conversations consisted of absolutely nothing. Lana adored Lily and everything that she did in every single way possible. From the way she walked in to the room to the way she smiled lit up the whole room. Just being in Lily's presence was more then enough for Lana.

Thredson: Don't get too excited now, try anything and you know the consequences. We're simply just going out into the town to do some grocery shopping and look into a few stores.

Lana: Oh ok, I better get some rest then.

Lana knew that she couldn't try anything in public, no matter what she did to push thredson away, even if he was the end up in a cage for the rest of his life, he'd always find his way back to Lana.  Lana wondered why he wouldn't leave her alone. Out of all of his victims why did he keep her. Why hasn't he murdered her yet.  Sometimes she thinks she's special and sometimes she thinks he just likes the company. Or maybe he thinks Lana is the one.