"Go away and stay away!" the young woman yelled.
She was a short and slender young lady. She had short, brown hair that barely met the napes of her shoulders. With matching dark, brown eyes, she was standing at the top of her townhouse staircase, pointing her finger at a young man as she yelled.
"But, baby..." the young man started as he climbed the staircase toward her.
She pushed him back and moved away from him. She was dressed in the casual jeans and t-shirt with tennis shoes. The only jewelry on her were earrings and a small nose stud on her left nostril. The young man seemed to dressed in the same kind of casual attire, but there was just a sense between the two that they were not friends.
"I am not your baby! I don't even know you. You need to leave me alone, and I mean that!" the young woman yelled again, fright overtaking her features.
At the same time, an older man was walking up the sidewalk toward the townhouse on the left side of the young woman's. There were a set of three townhouses. The older man lived in the one on the left, the yelling young lady in the middle, and an elderly couple on the right of the young woman.
"Don't you want to have another steamy night like before?" the young man asked, moving closer to the young woman again.
She moved away from him, toward the bottom of the staircase.
"We've never even as much as hung out! Don't you get it? You're delusional!" the young woman screamed louder tihs time, the fight becoming even more apparent.
The older man was dressed in slacks and a button up dress shirt with a matching tie. It was the spring time, and it was late in the afternoon in New York. It was still cool outside explaining why he was wearing his blazer still. There was no doubt that this older man could see and hear everything going on during this scene with the young woman and man. He knew he had to speak up on behalf of the young woman when he met the staircase.
"Excuse me," the older man interjected into the intense conversation, "Is he bothering you?"
He looked from the young man to the young woman who nodded carefully.
The older man looked from the young woman to the young man and scratched the top of his head before speaking.
"You know you can get in serious trouble for harrassing her? From what I hear and see, not only are you harrassing her, but you're possibly stalking her, too. Listen, I would beat it and never show up around here again," the older man said calmly to the young man.
The young man looked back and forth between the young woman and the older man several times before nodding understandingly.
"You bitch! You got big, old, bad boyfriend in on our relationship!" the young man yelled.
The older man was so much taller than her, a good foot and a few inches, but she didn't care at this point. She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes at the nonsense still coming out of this crazy young man's mouth.
"You're damn right!" the young woman said as she moved to place an arm around the older man's waist, reaching up to kiss him on his cheek. "I told him all about you. He's going to kick your ass."
The young man rushed down the stairs town the young woman, but the older man stepped infront of her, causing the young man to take a few steps back.
The older man pulled out his badge and showed it to the younger man.
"Actually, this big, old, bad boyfriend is a cop that have my buddy, the ADA, put out a warrant for your arrest, and we'll see how bad you want to act when Big Billy wants to be your friend over at Riker's," the older man said, knowing he was trying to bluff the younger man but wanted to seem as if he was saying it without a doubt.
The young man blinked only a few times while the young woman rose her eyebrow. She had seen him plenty of times before coming and going, but she never thought he was a cop. A businessman, maybe, but not a cop.
The younger woman stepped forward once again to place her arm around the older woman's waist. She didn't know him, and he didn't know her. But for this younger man that wouldn't leave her alone, it was imperative that he believe the two of them were an item. At this point, it didn't seem to matter if she was going to be marked weird for it or not.
"Thank you, baby," the younger woman cooed.
The older man leaned over to kiss the younger woman on the cheek before speaking.
Obviously, he didn't have a problem with her trying to make this younger man believe what they were trying to put off, either.
"No problem, honey," he cooed right back. He then stared at the younger man for a good minue before jumping forward, stmping his foot. "Boo!"
The younger man took off running without looking back. The younger woman knew it was all because of the older man, the policeman helping her out. If it weren't for him, she would probably still be dealing with him.
And before the young woman could say thank you, the older man told her the younger man should be leaving her alone now and was up his staircase and in his townhouse in a matter of minutes. This left the woman sort of listless, wanting to say thank you. And more importantly, wanting to know about this super cop that played the part of white knight coming to her rescue.