Going down in the elevator, the doors opened into a dark underground carpark. I walked the isles of cars trying to find my little beast. The entire time I was walking, I had the weird sensation of someone watching me, I picked up my pace, finally finding my car right at the back in a more deserted part of the underground garage. Reaching my car, I popped the key in the boot and unlocked it. Pushing it open all the hairs on the back of my neck rose, the feeling of being watched not leaving and sending goosebumps all over my body.
Reaching in, I grabbed the box of liquor, being careful to hold the bottom of the worn box so the bottles didn’t fall through to the ground. Closing the boot, I place the box on the now shut boot before going to unlock the driver’s door. I needed to get my hair straightener and dirty laundry out that lived in the bag on the back seat. Grabbing the bag from the backseat, I suddenly felt wind race past my legs that were sticking out of the car door while I leaned. Frightened, I spun around to see what caused it, only nothing was there. My heart pumping wildly as my adrenaline started pumping. I knew I wasn’t alone down here. I don’t know how, but it was just a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Quickly grabbing everything I needed, I walked back to the boot placing the bag inside the box and sealing it again. I grabbed the box and turned to head back up to the apartment.
Just as I turned around, I felt movement behind me and screamed in fright at the man that stood silently behind me, an indecipherable expression on his face. My reflexes only just managing to catch the box in my arms as it nearly plummeted to the ground.
My scream echoed of the concrete walls, my heart pumping so hard I could hear it in my ears. Theo stood not even a metre away from me.
“For god’s sake, don’t sneak up on people. You nearly gave me a heart attack,” I said, adjusting the box in my arms.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, I just seen you and thought I would see if you needed a hand.”
“What are you doing down here?” I asked.
“Nothing, I was getting something from my car.” I doubted his explanation. I’d seen his car on the floor above this level, why would he come all the way down a level, let alone be able to see me at my car? He stepped forward arms outstretched, ready to take the box from my arms. I pulled away not wanting him to see what was in it. Suddenly feeling like her wouldn’t approve. Not that I needed his approval, I was well above the legal drinking age. When I didn’t pass him the box, he looked at me.
“Pass it here, it looks heavy,” he said, moving closer. I started to feel uncomfortable and started walking towards the elevator. He followed closely beside me, his arm brushing against mine as we walked. When I reached the elevator, I manoeuvred the box just enough to free my hand to press the button. The elevator dinged as it hit the second floor of the underground carpark. Theo walked in first, standing in the small space waiting for me to enter. Walking in, I pressed the button to the first floor my back was to Theo, the box in my arms forcing me closer to him to allow the doors to shut. I could feel his breath tickling the back of my neck, only his breath was cold, too cold. I shivered involuntarily.
“So, what’s in the box that you don’t want me to see?” His voice started me from behind as he spoke just behind my ear. I jumped and his face was only a few centimetres off mine, his mesmerising eyes holding mine. I tried to pull away, but I suddenly felt frozen. I couldn’t think straight, all I could focus on was his voice. I felt like I was being hypnotised. My body relaxed, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his.
Theo moved closer, his lips not even a centimetre off my own. I suddenly felt a strange pull towards him, I wanted to kiss him. Theo lent in closer, his lips barely brushing mine a smile creeping its way onto his face and his eyes sparkled. Then the elevator doors dinged signally our arrival onto the first floor, Theo pulled back a mischievous smile on his face, and I shook my head trying to understand what just happened. Did I imagine it? I could have got lost in his hypnotic eyes for hours and not noticed the time pass me by. Shaking my head, I stepped out of the elevator.
“Goodnight Imogen.” Theo words snapped me out of my daze.
“Night,” I told him, my voice only a whisper as I tried to clear the fog that had taken over my brain.
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