Chapter 2
It was spring, birds sang and pure white light filled the streets of the city. It was that kind of climate that was too warm for a heavy jacket, but the wind made it too cold for t-shirts and dresses. The days were growing longer and lazier, slowly emerging from the staccato lights and darks of winter. Misa Amane, an up and coming model in Japanese society, loved this kind of weather. While various designers clamored for her to wear their newest spring collections, she smiled and continued to wear the clothes she wore before she was discovered. Critics laughed, fans stood by puzzled, and she…had no desire to become a walking, breathing billboard.
Daily at dusk, Misa would emerge from her high-scale two-bedroom apartment that she shared with her agent, and take a walk to the park and back. The agent, a man named Matsuda who no one ever cared too much for, never knew about this – and was always under the impression that the teenager was sitting in her bedroom drooling over rock stars or doing other teenage girl type things.
One day, while Matsuda was sitting in his study and assuming such things, Misa was halfway through her walk to the park when she heard something far behind her. It seemed that someone had been walking behind her for quite some time now. However, every time she turned to catch her stalker in the act, she would only see the bustling crowds behind her, comprised mostly of people eager to come home to their families after a long day at work.
Eventually, however, the crowds dissipated after she had turned around on her way back to her apartment, and she could still hear the footsteps that tried so very hard to match with hers. Reaching into her jeans' pocket she wrapped her thin fingers around her phone, ready to call the police or Matsuda the second things got a little too coincidental. It was dark now, and the wind howled past the tall skyscrapers and made Misa's skin erupt in goose bumps. She began to walk faster, and the darkly clad man behind her, as she feared, matched her pace. Her heart began to pound, her forehead covered in cold sweat. She listened to the heels of her boots click against the pavement, followed almost exactly by the thud of what appeared to be work boots behind her.
Misa continued to quickly walk block after block. She found herself getting tired and unable to maintain the same pace. The man continued to trace her steps. She noticed he was smoking a cigar, the fumes, blown by the wind, danced across her path, clinging to her face, stinging her eyes. Why was he so calm? Was he so incredibly certain he would catch her that he strolled leisurely? She looked up at the street sign and her heart stopped.
She had made a wrong turn, and was now hopelessly lost.
It was at that very moment that she had to make a very important decision. Should she knock on a door? Should she make a call? All her options seemed so very devoid of hope. She stopped in her tracks and looked around, shaking from her core. The man came up from behind her and placed his icy cold hand on her shoulders, his breath hot and heavy in her ear.
"I- I love you Misa." the predator whispered in her ear.
He pushed her into a wall and ran his long, pointed, slimy tongue up her neck and along her jawbone. She could feel his sick, morbid excitement pressing insistently against her abdomen. He began to feverishly undo her clothing, and in a split second of sheer instinctual genius, Misa wrapped her leg around him in mock ecstasy. The stalker smiled wildly, sheer insanity in his eyes, deluding himself into thinking she actually enjoyed his company. She then ripped her boots off her feet, and drove the heel of one sharply into the back of his skull. The man dropped to the floor, holding his head, and she sprinted. The man looked up for a moment, completely dumbfounded, and then began running after her.
She ran past closed shops, parked cars, nightclubs that were just beginning to bustle, and turned the corner to find the salvation she had so desperately needed – a police station.
A/N: Definitely went to a special place with that stalker moment _. Hope you continue to enjoy!
