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Whoever's watching will likely have noticed the comings and goings already if they're worth their salt. So I have to keep one step ahead. Hoping the focus on Violet is enough of a distraction so they don’t have to find out I've never gone home.
I kiss Violet long and deep. Hoping it conveys everything I feel without having to keep talking about it.
“I’ll be watching.” Is all I tell her, having to force my limbs to move away from her, to leave her alone so soon after claiming her.
It’s only for a little while… This is the only way…
Using a fire escape on the floor below, I move swiftly and quietly to my favorite vantage point. Only satisfied once Violet moves past her window, taking a seat right where I can see her.
Both of us playing what already feels like a dangerous waiting game.
* * *
It’s a long wait.Way longer than I'd like, but I kinda did figure waiting would mean just that.
Already dark by the time I risk standing up and stretching a little, my whole body aching from crouching most of the day. But another part of me feeling energized at having so much time to see Violet from afar.
To feel a new kind of thrill now. My longing and need for her is as big as ever, but knowing she feels the same about me. Knowing I was right all along. That this is just meant to be.
It makes the wait a lot easier. That and thumbing the Valentine’s gift I’ve got for her in my pants.
The not so little velvet box that has the one thing I know says everything I feel. Has our future tied up in it.
And it’s the reverie of the life we have ahead of us that makes me lose focus. Almost to the point where I nearly miss the sound of someone moving through the undergrowth nearby.
Someone’s found my track but they’ve strayed off it, heading straight for me.
I was hoping to catch them in the act, spying on what’s mine. But if they’re about to walk right into me, I guess I’ll just have to explain myself in another way.
My hands ball into fists, my body tight in a crouch. Ready to spring at them.
But the rustling stops. I hear a low murmur, as if someone's talking to themselves and then the rustling fades away.
Could be a lost sightseer. But I doubt it.
Maybe they spotted my car. Or maybe they spotted me-
Whoever they are they have light feet and I almost miss them again when they pass by so close I can make out the tall, lanky figure. Carrying something.
My senses in overdrive, I strain to see but moving out of my view and without any sound to follow, the figure’s gone again.
Maybe there is two of ‘em… And maybe they're armed.
A thought I don't like. Especially when it involves Violet.
Keeping low, I hustle my way through the brush, finally catching sight of the bastard from behind as he examines the new door at the building’s entrance from the shadows. I can’t make him out in the dark, but it’s him.
He might be visiting someone, but then why crawl through a hillside of bushes to get here?
No. It’s him alright and this ends right. Fucking. Now…
I know in my gut it’s the guy.
The energy that drives me, seeing me leap like a puma from the bushes, is just a fraction of what I have left to dish out the beating of this guys life.
I’m on him in seconds, from behind I pinch a thin neck and spin him around. He makes a high pitched squeal, followed by a gasp.
Towering over him, my right hand pulled back ready to deliver my first blow of many. I’m suddenly frozen to the spot.
