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Chilly October Night

Note: Originally written on Inkvite by 'Awesome Jo-Jo' & 'JamieKnightOnline'. Unfinished.

It was a chilly October night, I stared out my window. I saw him starring at me. Was it my imagination? I blinked and he was gone.
I wasn't going to go outside to find out that was for sure. The dick was just going to have to accept it was over, he had hot the last of his stuff two days ago and I'd changed the locks yesterday.
He kept calling me from Unknown numbers. Was he really this serious? Why wouldn't he leave me alone? He was giving me a headache. I couldn't handle this, anymore, I needed sleep.
I kept hearing noises but wasn't sure if it was him or the wind. It was always noisy here with this old creaking house, the foxes, owls, cats, dogs, the late night drunkards and brawlers.
It sucked living alone in the middle of nowhere. It creeped me out. I couldn't sleep. Maybe drinking some warm milk would somehow help me sleep, I doubted it, But, I decided to give it a try anyhow. I made my way to the kitchen.
I turned on the light and I saw it straight away. A huge dead rat on the kitchen table. I screamed, my eyes shot briefly to the cat flap but Tara my tabby cat was nowhere to be seen.
"Tara?!" I called out in frustration.
Part of me wasn't entirely sure it was dead, so I grabbed a broom and started to beat the rat. I paused for a moment to see it it was dead, the rat stood up, made a terrible noise, then fell over, stiff. I heard a loud clashing noise coming from down my hall.
Adrenalin still in my veins I ran down the hallway with the broom brandished like a weapon of a crazy woman screaming. It soon become apparent the bloody cat had knocked a vase to the floor, in an attempt to eat the poinsettia leaves. It gave me a contentious blank stare.
I calmly, set the broom down. Then, walked over to pet her. Before I touched her, she sunk her teeth in my flesh. I struggled to hold back my curse words. Tara ran down the hall. My whole hand started turning purple. This was not normal. I didn't know what had got into her.
I ran upstairs to the bathroom and tried to attend to my hand. After washing the wound and wrapping it bandages I stared in the mirror slightly traumatised, and there he was in the reflection staring at me.
I spun around, "what are you doing here? I changed the locks!"
He glanced at an open window, "It might actually work if you lock your windows," he smiled mischievously.
"Will you just get out," I rolled my eyes, my hand on my hip.
"Dana, we belong together, I can't lose you again."
"Tell that to your whore!"
He grabs my face and pulls me into a forced kiss. I push him off of me. "Dana, she didn't mean anything. You mean everything to me," he pulls me into another forced kiss. I try to struggle away, but my strength is nothing compared to his.
Tara may have just been in a heightened state due to his presence, maybe she could sense his intentions. All I can say is I'm glad she was pissed off because this time she came out of nowhere & launched herself at us. I've never seen a cat all out attack a man before. I ran.