That was when I heard a key turn in the doorknob. Someone was coming in whether I liked it or not. He was the only one who had the key and I knew he would never be coming through that door again. The door swung open and there she stood. The Devil in Fake Prada.
“Oh. Um. Well. I didn’t think you were here so I let myself in.”
“What the hell are you doing here? And where did you get a key?”
“Brad gave it to me. He wanted me to come by and pick up some of his things. We thought you would be at work. I can come back another time.”
“No, you won’t. Give me the damn key.”
I jumped off the couch and sprinted toward her. She tried to turn around but the heel of her fake Minnolos caught in the carpet and she fell over landing on her butt. I tried to stifle it but couldn’t and let out a devilish laugh. I reached down and pried the key out of her hand. She covered her face with her hand and winced.
“Please don’t punch me. I just got my nose done.”
The thought hadn’t crossed my mind until she said that but suddenly it didn’t sound like such a bad idea. Maybe a fist in the nose was just exactly what would make me feel better. I thought about it for a moment before finally deciding against it. By now, The Devil was standing up and brushing herself off.
“I think you should get the hell out of my house before I do something I might regret. Like say murder you.”
“I just need to get a couple of his things and I’ll be gone,” she said as she started up the stairs.
I grabbed her by her shirt tail.
“Oh no you don’t. You’re not taking a step further. This is my house and all the belongings in this house now belong to me. Hightail it out of here before I have you arrested for burglary.”
“I had a key. It’s not burglary if I have a key.”
“We’ll see what the cops have to say about that.” I picked up the phone and started to dial 911. “You have 5 seconds.”
“But…”
“Four seconds…”
She stared at me; I stared at her with my finger to the digits. She finally walked back to the door and started to leave.
“This isn’t over," she said.
“Damn right it isn’t.”
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5 comments:
i like how the story is going so far... but i think maybe i missed somthing. who is the lady entering your place and who was she getting stuff for...
you haven't missed anything yet! that hasn't been revealed yet. im building suspense or at least that's what i'm trying to do!
where's the next installment? or is that how you're adding suspense, by not posting it? i demand more story.
(just kidding. please don't hurt me. i'm delicate.)
yea yea i have just been swamped at work and haven't had time...i promise one tomorrow!
LIAR!!!
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