Heaven Meeting Hell
-Russell-
I have crossed paths with this woman lately. I can't quite figure her out. She always gives me that mean look whenever I see her. I keep trying to understand why. I bet will meet up again with her to try and talk.
-Natalia-
He's staring at me again. I don't like it. I don't know how to get away from that creep. Please don't come this way. Please don't come this way! Oh crap, he's walking towards me now.
-Russell-
I put my hand at her.
"Hey," I said.
-Natalia-
I snorted at him.
"What do you want?" I asked.
He held out his hand to me. "Why do you look so angry when you see me?"
I snorted at him. "Why do you think?"
-Russell-
"I have no idea," I admitted. This woman sighed and rolled her eyes.
"You are just creepy," she confessed. I blinked at her.
"Creepy?" I asked.
"Yes!" she blurted out, "You are creepy! Why the hell do you keep following me around for?!"
"I want to get to know you better," I answered simply.
-Natalia-
I gave him a long, blank stare, "Huh?" He grabbed onto my hands.
"I have so many questions to ask you," this weirdo said. I tried to pull away from him. He didn't wait for me to reply.
"You always seem so unhappy," that creep told me.
"You think?" I asked.
"Not because of me," he said, "There's something else, isn't there? You had some personal tragedy in your life, didn't you? I won't ask you what happened, but am I right?" I stared at him in utter silence. My hands slid out of his and backed away.
-Russell-
I watched her walk away. I want to get to know her even more.