Stalker in the view.
Angela was getting bored sitting at home all day, just watching the usual telly. Constantine went out frequently, apparently to do ''business''
She sighed and got out of her seat. There was a crease due to the amount of hours she had been sitting there. Suddenly, the door bell rang and she answered it. Chas had come to visit her.
'Hello Angela' Chas seemed to have a soft spot for her, always had since he had saved her life.
'Oh Chas, please do come in, I'm so bored! John's made me stay at home till the baby's due because of unwanted visitors as such. Please take me out!' She was really protesting. Chas couldn't refuse on an offer to take her out.
'Sure, get your coat on' He replied.
'Thank you!' Angela said running to get her coat from the clothes rack and zipping it up. Once they were outside the apartment she locked up and they got going.
As they were walking Angela stated a warning.
'Don't tell John we've gone out, he'll kill me'
'Err…so John doesn't want you going out?' Chas replied, a little fear in his voice.
'Nope not at all' Angela replied, not noticing Chas's fear.
'Um…okay. Let's go to places he will avoid'
They walked around the shops closest to Constantine's apartment, knowing John doesn't like shopping. Angela thought it would be the best time to buy some clothes if she was going to be held hostage back at the apartment. She got a few things and while she did so, she lost Chas. Leaving her cell at home, she wondered around on the streets for at least fifteen minutes, beginning to get inpatient. She felt someone following her…breathing at her, scenting in her fumes of musty perfume and the shampoo she used for her hair.
It was beginning to get dark; it was 6'0clock in winter. She turned around, a lamp was flickering in the distance. She hurried to get to a phone box. There she rang Chas's number. He'd got stuck in a shop since it was a 'sale day' and only managed to get out not long ago. They decided to meet back at the apartment.
Angela hurried down the pathway, her shoes click clicking as she went. She twizzeled her body round, someone was behind her. As she starred into the thick black sky someone approached her from behind and slid their hands down her back. She shuddered, goose bumps appearing at her skin.
'Angela…' The voice whispered in its high pitched tone.
'Get off me!' Angela said, elbowing the stalker behind her. None prevailed.
'Not so soon…you and that child are ours. You belong to Constantine and Constantine is the one we hate…' The half breeds tongue darted in and out like a serpent.
Angela was shit scared; she couldn't run and, fuck hiding! There was no place to go out of this half breed's sight.
'I can feel your fear Angela…' The half breed got closer, he was still behind her but now they were touching.
'And I like it…' He continued.
Angela's hands were now free and she elbowed him hard in the place where it would hurt the most. She ran, her handbag hitting her waist as she went. She climbed up to the stairs of the apartment and unlocked the door. There she saw Chas looking sympathetic and John looking really, really pissed off.
'Angela!' John roared and stepped across the room to where she was. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and saw the scar across her shoulder where her shirt had been ripped by the half breed.
'W-what happened?' John was now worried rather than angry.
'I had an encounter with a half-breed. Nothing to worry about…' Angela was cut of short.
'Nothing to worry about! It's not just your life you have to worry about now!' John blasted. Chas was amazed that the windows hadn't cracked.
Angela looked on the floor like a naughty school girl who had just been told off. She bit her lip.
''But, I wanted to go out! You keep me up in this apartment for hours and days upon end and I get so bored!'
'It's for your safety. You know what people do just look at your sister's death; do you want that to happen to you?' John questioned.
'Of course I don't, don't even bring her into this. You're the one who keeps me locked in here' Angela let out a little scream of anguish and clenched her fists.
'You are a bastard at time John!' She said, and rushed to the bedroom while slamming the door shut.
John ran a hand through his jet blacked and recently spiked hair. He then sat down and let out an almighty sigh. (N/A I thought about putting let out an almighty fart lmao, how sad am I)
He looked at Chas, and Chas just shrugged.
'Hormones' John said, reaching for a piece of fruit in the bowl on the table.
He thought about entering her room asking her about the half demon. She sure did look traumatized about it. He thought it will wait till tomorrow though.
