After getting to school, Donna went to her first class of the day. While she sat there in math class, she couldn't help but remember the hate and the fierceness of the young man she had encountered. "Some people just have problems," she said. Then she realized that the professor had stopped talking and the whole class was turned around and staring at her. She had been talking to herself again and much louder than usual. The professor gave her a stern look and continued his lecture. Her last 4 classes were physics classes and these were classes that she had always loved. Her professor had given her an extra key so she could stay late to do research and lab experiments.
Today was a day that she had to stay late. It was 11:00 pm and she had just finished up her latest research project. Her long brown hair lay flat and straight on her back and her eyes were black and seemed to always keep a sad expression. She wore a long black skirt with a grey sweater. She picked up her books, locked the door, and left the school.
Donna walked swiftly through the dark streets. She had heard on the news of a killer who stalked this part of the city. She suddenly heard footsteps behind her but when she turned to look, they had stopped and there was nothing there. Her heart raced. "I should have called a cab," she whispered to herself. The sound of the footsteps started again, but this time Donna didn't want to take chances. She ran as fast as she could..........but not fast enough. She was pushed into an alley, her books and papers flying everywhere. She looked up to see her attacker, but his face was hidden in the shadows. She tried to get up and run, but he caught her again and slammed her head against the wall.
Donna's eyes welled up with tears. "Please stop," she begged tearfully. Her only response was soft laughter. Blood was running down the side of her head and she could feel it trickle down. "Did you really think I'd let you get away with what you did?" said the attacker in a hoarse whisper. Donna realized who it was. It was the man that she met at the 24/7. "You....you're......but I didn't do anything to deserve this. We just had a misunderstanding," she explained. "There is no reason to get violent. Please just calm down." The young man's face came out of the shadows. His eyes narrowed as they settled on her. "We'll talk about this later," he said. And then he hit her with a lead pipe and knocked her out.
This is not the end. More to come just as soon as I can get off my ass....................