Overly Obessession

me and the alley entrance. I knew that approaching people whilst they were high was a dangerous game as they could get violent and hurt

ot; He once agai

my

ent to grab for my waist and put his lips dangerously close to my neck. Slipping out of reach just in time, I staggered backwards

dly in supposed pain, stumbling back into the damp wall

;t want to punch

Stop..

o you. Do you understand?" I warned, my annoyance rather over taking my fear as I attempted to hold

, his whole body tensing before he suddenly lunged off the w

g crunch causing me to wince as I realized that I maybe put too much force into that hit. But it had the

nd out. I'd have to try and make it passed him to the street, but I really didn't want to turn my back to this m

ly straightened himself out to a relatively decent stance whilst looking up in confusion. He'd stopped shaking, and with a couple

k was wrong

my anxiety to worsen, "Y-yeah shi

ly choked out, hesitantly taking a step

aimed out of panic, accidentally k

sing full sentences for once as he held his arms out t

atching one the lids from said trashcans befo

res before turning to me in s

y including my bag, both my shoes and a whole bin of rubbish. He grew increasingly angry with every item, and after

Enough

ve been hun

9;ve seen, felt, smelt and heard things that upon reflection a sober human being wouldn't necessarily do. There was very lit

demanded me to stop, his entire app

tly say that wa

neck, crawling to join in a tangled web of visible webbing beneath his skin. The man I'd only a f

y not a c

f***ing c

and went into fight or flight mode. My legs started to shake as any adrenaline that ha

an almost cartoonish cloud of dust left in my wake as I made li

sible. My mind whirled, my heartbeat in my ears as I sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me with my breath barely able to kee

it proba

pumped my legs three times faster than I would've been able to if in stilettoes. The feeling of various bits and jagged edges of the ground scraping and

was I even run

aking the right turn, I frantically began searching for an exit, all thoughts of the hangover from Hell completely forgotten as adrenaline took the wheel. I pulled out random bins a

olted a random left to try and find any other form of civilization. I wan

mistake

d in panic I went to bang on every door wi

e ans

else to go. But there was nothing b

was on

as I desperately began spinning around on the spot to

he entrance to watch for the monster in pure fear. They'd never tra

corner any second and I

wnward path, my chest tightening as the beginning

g onto my roots so tightly that I could've easily ripped

uld even hide behind, I considered climbing into one of the skips as a last ditch resort be

t I'd scaled higher things in

oat into the gutter and took two large steps back to gain momentum, praying to whatever God was listening to help before taking a deep breath and sprinting full speed towards the fire-escape

grip for a mili-second, I cried out in panic and mustered all the strength I had left within me to quickly grab on with my other hand. Readjusting my grip I clumsily hauled myself

hool finall

e empty dead end in confusion. I didn't even blink before running up, the large amount of noise caused as a result making me instantly regret my decisi

y, a startled scream escaped my mouth as I paused to look over the rail

ll did he

ng it to the roof about nine stories later. Staggering to the middle of the open space with laboured

as I thinking c

dow ledges lining their way to the ground which were way too risky to even try and de

G

building. Relief washed over me as I sprinted over, banging against the metal entrance f

ehind me as I hurriedly made my way down. My pace picked up once I got close to t

ead as my hand came across nothing but smooth metal. My heart fell into my gut as I quic

Net--!"

tal entrance in frustration which caused it to violent

g down was, but when push came to shove, I decided that I

ntly, making that possibility become much

slammed into the door with my shoulder to knock it open. Key

act, I took a step b

th

ng two steps back, I mustered everything I had left befor

, it bu

n. Turning countless corners, I could have sobbed in relief as I eventually found the sign that read ELEVATOR. I calle

the doors open and essentially let me live. The man stared in confusion, hol

inally made it to safety collapsing against the side o

9;m

feet, I shook my head through my hea

er lip

watching the hallway I'd just emerged from in trepidation a

unter my sudden dry mouth, "I don't

e corner, my laboured breath hitching as I pressed into the l

the doors shu

concerned, "Are you okay

hat's not a him!" I practically cried, staring at the man expectantly but only being met wit

the sentence, my head spinning as the lift descended to hopefully the ground floor. "Listen,

the door before grabbing onto the guy's jacket subconsciously to press my

dy interjected, turning to face me properly since I entered the lift. "Listen, if you're so worried about this man then go to the police yourself. Otherwis

my eyes grew impossibly larger

#39;re not helping," He scolded toward the older woman, turning back to me i

and fear as I tried to make sense of the situation

ly before he shook his head no, &quo

just seen. There was definitely a man and I was definit

bathroom medicine cabinet back home, the newly prescribed anti-depressant

This had never happened before not to this degree

rity. They'll look after y

e a pretty big mistake and probably looked like an absolute lunatic right now, "No

lking as fast as I could out the building. I could feel their eyes bore into my back as I slipped out and into the now drizzling New York sk

took a second for his words to register, my mind going a mil

he driver nodded before pulling out, the action allowing me some relief as I w

ng only a few feet away, his whole body slowly dampening from the rain as he watched us drive away into the Manhattan traffic. Luckily for me

ace now looked as human as mine-- not a trace of vampire in sight. Either way, the whole experie

the pounding of my heart-beat as he weaved us through traffic to take me home. I pealed my eyes

an working things over in my head. There was definitely something wrong with the medication. There had to be. D

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