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10 years ago
At the end of her lesson, the 19 year old Donna
peered out through the classroom window, pointing at one of the columns
supporting the veranda running along the college building. She waved her
professor over.
"See? Over there! He's hiding behind that
column, waiting for me. I know he's there; I recognize his hunting jacket. He
threatened to cut me up if I don't talk to him!"
"Now now Donna," Professor Greenside
reassured her, "It's broad daylight outside, and relax, I promised I would
take you home didn’t I? Go get your stuff together and let's go."
A few minutes later, Donna followed him out
of the college. And as they emerged from the building, Donna saw her boyfriend Jason
stepping out from behind one of the columns, staring straight at her.
"Professor, I told you he was there.
He'll follow me home, I just know it," she cried. "I can't go home
alone now; my roommate won't be back from work until later on and I'm afraid
he'll try to get in."
"It’s going to be all right Donna.
We'll stop and get a drink along the way until he gets bored and leaves us
alone. Then I'll drive you right home, okay?"
"Thanks Prof," she replied
sheepishly. And as they entered a coffee shop together, Donna looked back and
saw the figure still hovering down the block. She shuddered and turned away
from the sight of him.
On entering the coffee shop, Donna took the
seat facing the door, and they each ordered a coffee which Donna insisted on
paying for. Just five minutes into their drinks, her professor got up to go to
the toilet.
"I'll be right back, okay?"
"Okay," she smiled back at him, grateful
for his presence.
When he left the table, Donna quickly took
out her mobile and made a brief call. When the professor returned, she was
putting the phone away.
"Guess what Prof? I just called home
and my roommate is back early. So you can take me home anytime you like now;
I'm sorry to have wasted your time like this. I promise I'll report him to the
police first thing in the morning."
"No problem Donna. And make sure you do
file that report! This guy sounds dangerous to me. You've got my number if you
need me haven’t you?"
True to his word, the professor drove her
home, he stayed in the car and watched over her until she got into the house
and locked the door safely behind her before he drove away back to his own life.
Once inside the house, Donna looked around
to make sure that no one else was there. Knowing the house was empty, she went down
the stairs leading to the cellar. At the bottom of the stairs, she heard
someone jiggling the cellar door, trying to get inside.
"Jason, is that you?" she cried.
"Of course it's me you fool. What's
wrong with you? First you tell me to meet you after class at college; then you
avoid me with your stupid professor. Then you call me and tell me to let myself
in downstairs, and the damn door is locked. What's the deal, what’s going on
Donna?"
"Do you have that kitchen knife I asked
you to bring?" she asked.
"Yes, but what the hell is that for?"
The clasp on the door finally gave way and he let himself in. As he straightened
his jacket, he pulled the knife out of his inside pocket to pass over to her, but
his face quickly drained of colour. Donna was pointing a gun straight back at
him.
"Donna?" he gasped as she pulled at
the trigger. The loud blast from the bullet knocking him backwards against the
doorway.
"I told you I'd get you back for
cheating on me, you conniving bastard," Donna growled, and then her voice quickly
transformed into fake sobs as she picked up the phone again.
"Professor? I... I need your help - he
broke in through the cellar and tried to attack me!"
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