Tandem Tuesday: Chapter 2

The bus shuddered and heaved to a stop, making Kat vaguely nauseous. She hated the public transportation in this city, it was still preferable to getting soaked though.

Of course, in keeping with how life was going these days, just as she got to the door, the skies opened up and the rain started pouring down in buckets. Swearing quietly to herself, Kat prepared to step out, noticing the look of wariness on the driver’s face. Was everyone going to treat her like a ticking time bomb today?

Despite running the few feet to her apartment building, Kat was drenched in seconds, the icy rain like needles on her skin. Getting in the front door seemed to take an eternity, once inside Kat paused, catching her breath from the bitter cold. The entryway was dimly lit and utterly silent. Not that her own apartment would be any better. Kat allowed herself a brief moment of self-pity as she walked up the stairs to her own door.

For the most part, Kat loved living alone. Realistically, she had still been alone in the house with Zachary, at least now she didn’t have to clean up anyone else’s messes. Or deal with his shitty attitude.

Still, there were days, when she was cold, tired, and generally felt awful. It would’ve been nice to have someone to come home to. Someone who didn’t spend his kindness, compassion, and time on everyone except her.

“No wonder everyone’s looking at you like you’re a serial killer lately” she angrily chastised herself. “What do you think you’re accomplishing right now?” Time to get a hot shower, dry clothes, and food. Maybe she would order tacos. Tacos make everything better.

Heading toward the bathroom, Kat suddenly froze in place. Something wasn’t right. She couldn’t put her finger on it but there was definitely something….off. A quick glance around revealed nothing obviously out of place, so Kat stood still, carefully studying the room for a clue as to what had her senses on alert. Just as she almost convinced herself she was wrong, that nothing was going on, there was a soft sound. Coming from her bedroom.  

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