I was walking back from my dance class. It was around ten at night. Usually I would just go home not thinking twice about what could happen to me, but over the past few days I've gotten this weird feeling while on my way home.
Every night on my way back, I feel a figure follow behind me. It's weird and eerie feeling. That's the best I can describe it. I've stopped and looked around, but I've never found a soul trailing behind me.
Tonight seemed different though. Tonight, the feeling seemed more intense...like it was closer.
I picked up my speed a little.
The quicker I got home, the quicker I'll be safe.
I turned the corner and only had two blocks till I was at my apartment.
"Hey lady!" A voice called from across the street. I slowed down to see three men standing together looking over at my direction. "Come here and show us something good!" One guy slurred.
Disgusting.
I turned back forward, but standing in my way was two more guys.
"Come on pretty lady. Let's have some fun," one of them said.
"N-no. Get away from me!" I shouted backing up. They made their way closer to me, but I kept backing up and eventually I backed up into someone.
I spun around and there was a guy. He looked really familiar to me. But please tell me he's not with them.
"Hey bud, get outta here. She's ours," one guy said.
I guess he's not with them.
"I'm not leaving until she's safe from you and your stupid friends," he calmly said.
"Oh yeah? You and who else?"
The strange guy walked towards the two, reared his hand up and sent a fist right at one of their faces, sending him to the ground.
"Back off," he harshly said, grabbing ahold of my wrist and just dragging me down the road.
The entire time it was silent until he stopped.
"Are you ok?" He asked not turning around to face me.
"Uh um yeah...thank you for saving me," I shyly said looking to the ground.
"I'll always be around to help," I was confused by what he meant. I've never met him...right? "Goodnight y/n." Before I could say anything, he walked off.
I looked up at the building and noticed it was my apartments. Did he know I lived here? Or was it a coincidence? And how did he know my name?
I shook off all the questions and walked up to get ready for the next day.
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