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Spoiler's from Stalked

She took a deep breath, wiped away her tear's, and walked inside. When she got in the bar she looked around.

"It's not so bad here." She had pictured something like a small, crowded, dirty building, filled with biker's and hooker's. But really it was just ordinary people sitting, laughing, and having a good time. Some of them were even in suit's. Serena took a deep breath and sat down at one of the bar stool's, and put her head down. She felt embarrassed that she was in a bar

"Why are you so nervous? Every one comes here to enjoy themselves and to get rid of there pain, why shouldn't I be able to?"

"Excuse me, do you have some ID?" someone asked politely. Serena looked up and saw a man about in his late thirty's Early forties behind the counter.

"Must be the bartender. He looks decent enough." Serena thought to herself.

"But what if he wants to do what the guy did to me?" she thought to herself fearfully. She considered running from this place and not looking back, but before she got up , she stopped herself.

"No! You have to learn that not everyone is not your rapeis-, er the guy that did this to you." Serena couldn't bring herself to say she was raped. And by saying that she had a rapist made it even more real.

"Excuse me miss, do you have ID with you?" the bartender asked again. Serena eyed him carefully, then got out her wallet and showed him her driver's license." The bartender took it and looked at it carefully before he returned it to her.

"Okay miss Benson, what can I get you?"

"A beer, in a bottle please." The bartender smiled at her then got her a drink.

"Here you go. That will be a dollar nineteen please." Serena dug around in her purse until she pulled out two dollar bill's

"here you go, keep the change." Serena took off the top of her beer and took a little sip then put it down

"Not that bad." Serena picked up her drink and took a longer drink.

"I haven't seen you in before. Just come in to town?" the bartender asked politely. Serena looked at him nervously.

"Why the hell does this guy want to know if I'm new to this town. Don't worry, he probably says it to everyone new that walks through the door's." Serena took another drink of her beer before talking.

"Uh no actually, I've lived in Manhattan all my life. I've just never been in this bar or, well any bar for that matter." The bartender smiled at her

"This is your first time in a bar? Hell, I think that deserves a free drink." Serena smiled at him.

"Wow, I wonder if all bartender's are this nice" Serena thought to herself

"Uh, sure that would be great" Serena said smiling for the first time all day. The bartender smiled at her again.

"Just tell me when you want another one, and it's on the house." Serena smiled at him again and started to drink her beer again until a man came up behind her.

"First time in a bar huh, well you know what they say, the most timid on the outside, is wildest in the inside if you catch my drift." Serena turned around to see who had spoken to her, When she turned around, she saw a guy about her age, with dark brown hair and light green eye's, and a small neatly combed beard

"Who are you?" the man smiled at her and sat down next to her.

"Name's Richard White, and you are?" Serena didn't really want to say or give out any information about herself to a complete stranger.

"Serena" she scolded herself "you have to get back to trusting people." But did that involve stranger's too? "Yes, it did."

"My name's Serena, Serena Benson." She held out her hand so that the guy could shake it, but instead he just snickered.

"Serena Benson huh, damn that's a sexy name. Well that would make sense, a sexy name for a sexy girl" Richard said looking her up and down. Serena suddenly felt nervous again.

"Oh no, just calm down, he won't try anything with all these witnesses, just tell him to go away, and every thing will be alright" but she still felt very nervous.

"I don't mean to sound rude, but could you maybe, go back over there. your just making me a little nervous." Richard's eye's flashed anger in them, but they quickly softened again.

"Oh baby, I live to make woman nervous." Richard grabbed Serena's wrist and Serena tried to pull away, but he pressed up against her. The memory's from last night came flooding back to her. Serena felt like she was being raped again.

"NO!" she screamed as loud as she could

"Not again, please!" Richard let go of her and backed away.

"Your fucking crazy!" and with that, he ran out of the bar. Serena sank down to the floor, not even caring that every one was watching her. she started to cry again. The bartender came around to help her. But when he tried to help her up, she screamed again.

"Please stop! Not again, not again, please!" The bartender backed away quietly, and told every one that the bar was now closed for the next half hour. Serena didn't even look up when every one filed out, grumbling about having there happy hour cut short. When Serena and the bartender was alone, the bartender tried to help her up again.

"Please don't touch me." The bartender nodded quietly and went in to the back room, leaving Serena to cry and cry. A few minute's later, Serena stopped crying and got up. She went back to her seat, and let the rest of the tear's flow down her face. The bartender came out of the back room, and went behind the counter again.

"I think I'll take that free drink now."

"Sure" the bartender said smiling.

"Do you want to tell me why you were screaming bloody murder a few minute's ago?" Serena looked at him, still letting the tear's flow down her face.

"I'd really like to not talk about it." The bartender smiled, politely, and went to go get her a new drink, seeing as Serena had are ready polished off the one he had just given her.

"So what's your name" Serena asked, are ready feeling a tiny bit woozy.

" My name's Lennie, Lennie Briscoe."

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