A/N there are two tenses in this story. The majority of it is told in first person (black writing) and in third person (blue writing) i hope you enjoy reading! ~~»Footsteps«~~ There was footsteps echoing behind me... I turn around to see nothing, surely there is something... I continue walking towards my destination with a pit of fear swallowing my stomach. My hands start shaking as I hear the sound of footsteps echoing off of the walls around me. The sound soon filled my ears. Pit. Pat. Pit. Pat... Just constantly reminding me of an unknown being behind me. This sound will constantly ring in my ears for the rest of my life. I'm going to start thinking of my life. Or specifically my life plan, see us girls always have a plan... I'm not the typical girl when it comes to dreams. I don't want to find a rich man who will spoil me rotten. "Are you insane." I hear you scream at me, but I would rather work for my own money and let it grow, slowly but surely. Like the footsteps the being behind me is taking, sure determined steps. But what they are determined to do I have no idea.... Okay, let's skip over that thought. My dream man. My dream man. That really will be nice. He's got to have a nice body, not thin, nor too fat nor too muscular. Just the perfect balance. But that isn't going to happen anytime soon. Actually there's this one guy I've been seeing these last couple of days, he seems to have it off to a T or however the saying goes. He seems vaguely familiar. Oh well he might be the guy I see hugging me in my dreams I've been seeing for a week now. The footsteps are still following me. Always sounding like they are getting a bit closer every time. Then my heart skips a beat as some footsteps quicken. A mouse runs over my foot and I try not to squeal. I've never been on to have the attention completely on me. The success always has to be shared between the parties involved, equally, as they would of all added something to the cause. If it was a bad thing, well it's the same principle. Whoever do the crime does the time another popular saying on that topic. There was this childhood friend, actually crush, that was the exact model of what I want for a dream man. But last year he went off the map, quite literally. He disappeared completely. No one knew where he was or who even was anymore. 'I don't want to do this. I don't want to hurt her' he thinks to himself as he walks along the street. She had nearly seen him once but he just got out the way. He didn't want to make his steps noticeable but it was essential to his mission. The people he was sent after had to know he was there... 'She has changed in the past year. She is so much more refined, so much more like the girl in his dreams. Stop thinking like this it's only making it harder for yourself...' He thought and shook his head to clear it away. Those steps still hadn't stopped. My heart was thumping against my rib cage at the same beat of the steps. With clammy palms I kept the same pace, hoping whoever it was didn't have longer legs than I do. Never glance back I tell myself so I don't scare myself anymore... He draws slightly nearer to her with every step. 'I need to do this soon...' The man kept a thought train in his head on what he needed to do. He quicken just subtly to catch up until he was three strides away. The footsteps, they are gone... I turn around slowly to see him standing there. The same man I'm sure has been in my dreams. The same man who I have seen around these past two days... "It's you." I say quietly as I take five steps so I'm closer to him. He just simply nods and runs a hand down the side of my face, pulling me closer to him. His hand is soft, comforting reassuring. He Is everything you would want your dream man to be. There will always be his footsteps on my heart. I feel weak and heavy. Collapsing to the floor I realise I am, or rather, was Maeve Kenny... 'I did it.' He thought as he crouched to look at her face. He studies her, suddenly realising his mistake... 'Fight or flight' appears in his mind "oh I would pick flight any day." He mutters before running back the way he came, leaving the body of the girl in its spot...