Title: Caught
Disclaimer: Characters and past storylines are property of their original owners and creators. I own nothing, except in the case of the odd original character or two.
Author's Note: This is a companion piece to "Unintentional" and "Allowance". I strongly suggest that you read those two, first, so that you understand this piece. Other than that, I hope that you enjoy it!
He sits outside of her apartment.
His car is freezing, and he is getting tired.
He won't turn on the heat. He won't go home.
He will wait, like always.
-o-o-
In his mind, he knows that he is a stalker.
In his mind, he knows that he is no better than a common criminal.
However, something makes him feel that he is nothing of the sort.
Something says that he is a prisoner of love.
-o-o-
Love.
Is that really it?
Does he follow her home every night because he is in love?
Does he follow her because he cares?
-o-o-
If he loved her, he would have told her.
He knows that it is the truth.
Why, then, does he continue to watch her every move?
Why, then, has he become so obsessed?
-o-o-
He shakes the thoughts from his head.
He goes back to watching her apartment.
Her figure is not visible through the window.
No lights are on, yet.
-o-o-
A soft, blue glow becomes apparent.
She has turned on the television.
He thinks that it is a waste.
A woman like her should not spend her nights alone.
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He drifts back to his thoughts from earlier.
They do not last long.
The sudden sound of screeching tires pulls him back to reality.
He is now very alert.
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He looks back up to her apartment.
Something has changed.
The lights are on, and the window is wide open.
She is looking outside.
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He swears, as she looks in his direction.
He knows that he has been caught.
Before she can catch sight of him behind the wheel, he starts the car.
His tires match the squeals from before, as he takes off.
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She smiles as she watches the car pull away.
She has known all along.
She wishes that he would come up, some night.
All she wants is to walk down, and invite him inside.
