12-31-2017, 12:56 AM
She moved fast. It was hard to keep up. More than once he wondered what he was doing. He'd had his hunt. It was late. And whilenhe didn't have work, there was always too much to do.
Still, he liked the night. The moon overhead was so close he felt like he could touch it. There was a wet to the air, mixed with the smell of asphalt and dirt and apartments, that somehow felt home. It reminded him of another time and place.
And she slowed. And he slowed. He stopped, thinking. What was he doing? This wasn't Malik. This was all him. He didn't understand this woman.
Somehow, he actes, without actually making a decision. He started walking casually in her direction. Not toward her. Going by her. As if he didn't see her. A man with a secret life, disguised so no one knew, walking in the small hours of the night.
Would she see him? Recognize him? A thrill ran up his spine. He was prey. He smiled at the thought and a giggle wanted to leak from him. There she was. On a stoop.
Walk by. Just casual. Heading home.
Still, he liked the night. The moon overhead was so close he felt like he could touch it. There was a wet to the air, mixed with the smell of asphalt and dirt and apartments, that somehow felt home. It reminded him of another time and place.
And she slowed. And he slowed. He stopped, thinking. What was he doing? This wasn't Malik. This was all him. He didn't understand this woman.
Somehow, he actes, without actually making a decision. He started walking casually in her direction. Not toward her. Going by her. As if he didn't see her. A man with a secret life, disguised so no one knew, walking in the small hours of the night.
Would she see him? Recognize him? A thrill ran up his spine. He was prey. He smiled at the thought and a giggle wanted to leak from him. There she was. On a stoop.
Walk by. Just casual. Heading home.