Ghost of me

all smile on his lips. His eyes were closed and his mind was far away, probably in a very happy place. I knew that it was the alcohol moving in him and I was grateful that for yet another minute, he

, I still wanted to be by myself tonight. I was also t

ed charming, funny and seemed genuinely interested in getting to know me and I wondered how well we would have spoken if the circumstances were different

go home but still, something kept me in my seat. Maybe I didn't know anything about this guy, but he was someone to sh

e from him almost immediately. His eyes had been fixed on me from the moment he walked into the bar, he didn't take it off me one bit. He moved past me

he dropped his tray on the table

fast thought to tell him that I came with someone but it didn't seem to matter. He seemed unmoved. like he wouldn't move an inch until my so-called acquaintance somehow stepped

He had said. He wasn't asking, he was volunteering comple

ven for a little bit as he sat down opposite me with a genuine smile plastered on his lips. I was tipsy and I did not want company

did not feel harm. I had later made an attempt to leave the bar but he had stopped me. He didn't completely stop me but he had bribed me when

ast to us and to 'tonight' when we got to meet each other and after that, he

s conscious enough to laugh every now and then and to a

him, but with this bar and with this strong wine. I also knew that he would most likely follow me out and end up knowi

f alcohol. Soon, I did not have to fake interest in his conversations, I couldn'

asted before staggering back to my house five blocks away. I was a

I have never ever broken or planned to break in the near future. I had earlier finished my part time job, stressed from the entire day's engagem

yed an invisible key in the air and his eyes were closed. He was deeply immersed in music. I was deeply vanished into my drunkenness. It was a moment I felt deep in my

wine from the bottle and I cleaned my mouth. I pulled my

urned towards the direction of the counter and I waved to Mr Daniel. He was standing at the counter. His wife stood next to him but he smiled back at me. I guess she

I wanted to figure out if this was an idea from my head in my drunken state and nothing close to re

was what I had been sub

moving in me and that was causing me to stagger cleare

in grave

e your head!" A Span

ght bulky Men. They were heavily armed with guns

he backdoor. It was a failure of an attempt to escape from these men as one of the men grabbed me by the collar and slammed me against the w

my head felt very ligh

ould k

ery disheveled manner. Three buttons of my T-shirt were unhinged and I whimpered in fear. I couldn't s

ere did they come from

signals to some of his men. They moved swiftly as one stood at the front door keeping watch. Another on

ld reach it, he was knocked down by one of the men. The man that knocked him down used a gun to hit his head. He winced in pain and blood trickled down his forehead. His wife screamed and ran towards him but one of the men rushed at her. He held her with h

ere

I stood swiftly with my shaky hands above my head. I was aware and very much aware of one fact. The slightest mi

knew of. I wondered why this night had to be this way. Partly, I blamed him that I had to meet this. If I had been gone a long time ago, when I wanted to, I wouldn't have been entangled in this situation. Still,

w something about these men. I wondered if he had something to do with these men and if we were in danger because of him. I wondered if stalling me

nterrupted when we

ped l

again and I felt madness. In my head, in my eyes, o

ns cocked i