Ghost In The Mirror

You know the feeling you get in your gut that screams at you to stay away? Or something isn't right, or safe?

That feeling has overcome every part of my body right now and no matter how strong it gets, I can't seem to turn away from the cause of it. With every step I take, the harder the pang inside.

Something just feels, wrong. I should probably take the bus home from work, being that it's eleven at night and I walk through some scetchy parts of town but I already passed the bus stop and it's already stopped there.

This is the first night in a while that Josh hasn't walked me home and I can honestly say Im terrified of the things that lurk in the shadows.

I looked around to make sure no one was following me. I could've sworn I felt someone's eyes in the back of my head.

There was a man, about fifty feet behind me. He had a black hoodie on and the hood was covering his face. I quickened my pace a bit, as did the mysterious man.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed Josh's number. He said he was at Chris's house for the night, hanging out with the rest of the guys.

"H'llo?" He answered.

"Josh, someone's following me home." I whispered into the phone. My eyes started tearing up from fear of what could happen.

"Where are you?" He paniced. I could hear doors being slammed in the background and his breathing pick up, meaning he was running.

"I just passed Chris's street. Hurry, please." I begged.

"Hang in there baby. Im coming as fast as I can." He panted. I could hear the worry in his voice. I glanced behind me to see the man had gotten closer to me.

A lot closer.

The fifty foot radius had decreased into about twenty. "Josh, he's getting closer." I spoke as quietly as I could, hoping my stalker wouldn't catch on to what was happening.

"Baby I'm almost there. Im about to turn. How many houses down are you?"

"Three."

"I see you. I'll be right there." He rushed then hung up the ohone. I heard heavy footsteps the turned around the see the man right behind me.

He put him hand over my mouth before I could say anything and pushed me into a wall. He laughed sinisterly before tracing my torso with his free hand.

"So pretty." He croaked in my ear. He kissed my cheek and laughed huskily. "Im gonna have so much fun with you." He says before cupping my ass. He pressed his hips into mine and started kissing my neck.

Tears were flowing from my eyes. He wanted to rape me. I let out a strangled sob as his hand slid under my shirt. I heard loud footsteps into the distance and looked towards the noise. Someone was running. It was Josh. He was here.

I screamed as much as I could with a hand over my mouth, hoping to get my boyfriend to see me, which he did. He rushed over and pulled the disgusting man off me and threw him to the ground. I let out a loud cry as I fell to my knees. Josh kicked the man a few times in the gut before coming to my aid.

"Tarra, baby, are you ok?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around me. I cried into his shoulder as he held onto me. "Shh, it's ok now. I've got you." He cooed, rocking back and forth.

He stood up, still holding onto me, and carried me the rest of the way home. He sat on the couch, me still crying in his arms. "He almost raped me." I sobbed, still not wanting yo believe the obvious facts.

"But he didn't. I saved you. You're safe now. Everythings going to be ok." I nodded into his shoulder blade, still shook up but calming down.

"Thank you Josh. Thank you so much." I whispered.

"Your welcome. How about you go take a shower and then we can cuddle." He offered.

"But what about Chris's sleepover? Don't you want to go back?"

"You are my number one priority right now. I wont leave you." He demanded. I nodded then got off his lap and headed to the bathroom.

I took a quick shower then brushed my teeth. I went into my bedroom across the hall, hoping Josh wasn't inside. He wasn't. I put on some sweats and a t-shirt then set off to the living room where Josh would be waiting on me.

He was on the couch, a blanket in one hand, his phone in the other. He was on the phone with someone. I decided I wouldn't interupt it and stood in the hallway entrance, waiting on him to finish up.

"She's really shook up about it all but she's fine." He reasured someone. He was talking about me. "Im gonna stay here tonight with her. Im sorry bro. Maybe some other time, she needs me and I wont bail. I'll see you later." He hung up the phone and sighed.

"Who was that?" I asked, making Josh look up a bit. He got up from his spot on the couch and started walking towards me.

"It was only Chris." He shrugged and pulled me into a hug. "Wanna go lay down?"

I nodded and looked up at him. "Do you think we could go into my room? My bed is bigger than the couch."

"Yeah baby. Whatever you want." He smiled and kissed me. "You go lay down. I'll be right there."

Notes

So, Tarra was attacked. Any thoughts on that? Comments please!