tHe bAD neiGhBoURhOOd ! (part 2)

It is 8pm ...warns the clock...not the whisky !
n as she nears the viccinity of the front door block...

aah !...It opens for her, before she could graze it with her tender fingers...
she slowly gets back...n enters the man...
she feared for the last seven nights...
but she barely knows its him...
she sensed someone had entered her apartment...
but doesnt know who...not even the slightest clue...

she gets to the door n locks it...
n hears 3 different sounds...
is it the lock ? or is it the beat of the boots ? is it the sound of the trigger
before the thug gets ready to shoot ?

Gets drenched in sweat...slowly walks away from the door...counting her steps..
her fingers trying to dial erics number...
if at all she needs a good nite's slumber...
Her hands keep trembling...with fear...
and theres something for her to hear...
The Radio bulletin...but who had switched it on ?
Its quite a repetitive news for her...that two of the
recently escaped terrorists are residing in her neighbourhood !

As far as she saw...all her neighbours were the so called GentleMen n Women !
but for one new tenant, Roger, whom her neighbours told, with eyes read,
if looks could kill shez dead !
Now shez able to tie all loose ends...!
The thug in her dreams !...The new tenant of her neighbourhood,
n maybe the guy who had just peeped into her living room !

Her mind getting wild with all tht she thinks...
n as she does....her whole mind sinks...
Her eyez get shut !
Images of Eric slowly fading before her eyes !

...It is quarter past eight...
Eric sees the missed call of emie...
rushes to her door...its locked...gives a hard hit with a log of wood..
breaks it open...n as he enters ,
it is the faint light of the moon from the calm sea...is all that he sees !
in the total black out...its total silence...he tries to raise his voice amidst the fear which had engulfed his throat..."emie ...where are you ...are you ok? "...theres no response...but for a small
sound of someone tapping his boot on the floor !

Is it the beat of the boots ? is it the sound of the trigger
before the thug gets ready to shoot ?
.......it is 8 20 Pm...
She feels a mild splash of water in her face...
n her eyes slowly opening up, there she sees her adonis...with his hands on her forehead !
..
....
.....but not with his usual smile...
and as she regains her consciousness ...she realises the lights are back...
The most terrific mix of good n bad she could ever see..
or maybe is it DejaVu ? or a dream coming true ?

She sees Eric n Roger,both seated next to her !
and as she touches Eric's shoulder...
He falls with an ounce of plasma on the floor..!

He is no more...!

To be continued