Hi guys, sorry I have taken so long to update. I don't have much free time and I was rethinking, better planning and now redoing both my stories. I am unsure how often I will be able to update, just keep checking in regularly and feel free to check out my 2nd story, Do it. So, without further ado, read on.
Rey had just moved to Rhode Island, she loved living on the coast. The view and weather were the only semi perfect things in her life. Since her parents had died in the accident and she moved out of the house that held too many memories, she had struggled to make it on her own in such a new place. On the first day she moved into her apartment, one of the other tenants daughters, Jessica showed up to welcome her. Rey instantly took a liking to her.
Every Saturday night, they would go to the local bar and mingle with the community. It wasn't a rowdy, obnoxious bar and that was why Rey liked it so much. Jessica, however, had a different reason. The bar was the regular hangout of her 3 year and counting crush, Rick. Rick was a well built man, the most perfect white man, as Jessica would say, lean muscles, about 5'6", he had shorter black hair that was always a mess, but in the best way imaginable and he had deep sapphire blue eyes. A sight to see for anyone really. She would sit next to Rey and oogle at him every visit and no matter how much Rey would hound her about it, she never got up the courage to ask him out. Her excuse was her brother Snap, wouldn't let him in 10' of her.
One Saturday, Jess noticed that Rick was late, he was never late and it worried her. She keep glancing at the door with both hope and worry flashing in her sky blue eyes. About 45 minutes after the arrived, Rick finally walked in, a friend of his tagging along. At 6'2", his friend towered over everyone in the bar, his long, curly black hair reach his shoulders in the back, the scowl and scar that marred his features gave him a very menacing profile and the expression in his dark brown expression and body language gave the impression of arrogance, strength, cockiness and rudeness. Jessica and Rey were both confused as to how energetic, carefree Rick would ever interact with Mr. Mcbroody.
Jess elbowed Rey and said "I know my vision isn't the best, but I think Mr. Mcbroody is staring at you." Rey looked over to their table and sure enough, he was. Rey smiled, hoping to get a response, but he just got up took a drink, whispered something to Rick and let, confusing both the girls. He wasn't seen the rest of the night. After saying good night and parting ways, Rey got ready for bed, but could not fall asleep. The enigma that was the mysterious friend kept her thoughts in override. She kept seeing his eyes assesing her and pondering his mysterious and abrupt departure. When she finally did manage to fall asleep, her dreams were plagued with memories of her parents and scenes of a black figure seeming staring directly at her.