He mock-groaned. "Yeahh...I know. I know. I'm sorry"
I bit my lip. "You went to see her again, didn't you?"
A pause. "You haven't combed today" he said.
Immediately, my hand went to my hair. I winced as it caught in the tangles. How could I have forgotten?
"Did you see your doctor today?"
"Yes" I lied.
"Mr. Torres. He's a nice man. Very kind, too" he added, thoughtfully.
"Yeah, I never understand". I laughed weakly. He didn't.
He slowly walked over to me and placed a kiss on my forehead. I quietly inhaled. The scent was so familiar, almost nostalgic. Musk? Lavender? Sandalwood? Why couldn't I identify it? I felt dizzy.
"I miss you, loser" he said, softly.
I melted a bit. "You too" I said. Tears started to brim in my eyes. I turned away.
"Fancy a drink?" I asked, without actually expecting an answer.
He shrugged and flopped onto the sofa. I poured out two glasses of wine as he reached for the remote and switched on the TV.
He groaned again. "Why do you keep watching this old sitcoms?"
"I know them by heart"
"That's it? That's the reason?"
"Yes" I smiled by half.
"Unbelievable". Then he proceeded to watch anyway.
I set the glasses into the tray. All of a sudden there was a loud crash. I dropped the tray.
The window in my living room shattered.
"THERE SHE IS" Someone yelled. A girl's voice, I recognised it. But I hardly knew anyone around here.
Pulling my robe closer, I walked to the window.
"She's lost it, I tell you" I heard them again. This time a boy. Why'd they sound vaguely familiar? I racked my brains in vain.
How many glasses of wine had I had today? I couldn't remember.
I squinted my eyes at the broken window. A man grew into focus. Not a girl, not a boy, but a full grown man.
"Who's it?" Ty asked over the noise.
"I don't know!" I cried back.
The man was gesturing wildly with his hands. It took me forever to figure he was motioning for me to open the front door.
Shaking uncontrollably, I did. I've never had any visitors. Not except for my doctor (psychiatrist, really-Ty's just being a gentleman) and the occasional neighbour. Not in the last four years since I moved in here.
"Doctor Torres?" I called out stupidly.
"Who's there in your house?" A girl's voice demanded.
"Wh- what do you want?" I was starting to panic. This wasn't a good sign.
"See, I told you!" she said, turning to the doctor. No, not the doctor. The stranger-man, I corrected myself.
He took a step towards me. I took two steps back, trembling uncontrollably. "What do you want from me?"
"Were you talking to someone?" He asked, calmly, but sternly.
"Ye-yes" I said, glancing behind. "My boyfriend. He visits me every once in a week"
The boy beside him gasped. The girl gaped rudely. With a sudden jolt I realised they were the siblings that lived in 12-a, which was two blocks away from mine. Traitors.
The man gave me a small smile, as if willing me not to freak out. I wanted to tell him it wasn't working.
"But there's nobody here" he said, softly.
I yanked at my hair. "Of course there is! He's inside, watching 'Happy Days' on TV" How could he not hear it? It was so clear, old Fonzie saying he didn't play animals-
"The TVs switched off" he said, in the same calm voice. This time, I wanted to yank the hair off his head, just to provoke some frustration.
"It's not! I told you-"
The girl grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me around. The TV indeed, was switched off, the remote lying ashamedly on the sofa. I didn't understand it.
"Ty! Ty!" I screamed but there was no reply. My hands went clammy. Sweat broke out. My heartbeats started to trip over themselves.
"He was here just a second ago, I swear! Must've gone to the bathroom or something-"
"She's paranoid, officer" said the boy, with the air of someone stating the obvious.
Paranoid? I wasn't fucking paranoid. I wasn't imagining things. Or was I? And officer? What kind of officer? Nothing was making any sense. I raised a hand to steady myself.
When I looked up again, there he was. My Ty. Tears started running down my face. For some reason, I started apologising. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you"
"It's alright" he soothed me. I shook my head jerkily, tears spilling onto the ground.
"I ruined everything. I'm so sorry, Ty. I'm so sorry- LET GO OF ME!"
The officer had gripped my arms all of a sudden.
"Come with me, it'll be alright" he said. I kept struggling.
"What have I done?!" I screamed with all the energy I had left in me. Not at the officer, this time. Not at the children, either.