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The Last Night: Chapter 3                                                                                     The Familiar Stranger

For the rest of the day there was a awkward silence between me and Julie after she returned from lunch break. The other coworkers knew there was something wrong with us, because we usually talked up a storm with one another. Now things were different between us after we had came back from lunch break, and Samantha our boss wanted to know.

“What’s wrong with you two ladies?” She asked coming over to our workstations that we were cleaning up, because it was time to go. The salon was empty all except for us three. The other coworkers had already left.

“Nothing,” I said as I swept the floor with a broom to get the hair off the floor.

“Looks like to me there’s something up,” Samantha probed rising a blond eyebrow. She stood with her hands on her hips. “Spill it.”

“Samantha, Alice here,” Julie said pointing over at me. “Is in a unhealthy relationship with Ryan, her boyfriend and I was just trying to help her see she’s in denial.”

I looked over at her wide eyed. I can’t believe she told Samantha about this. “Why are you telling her this? You said you would never tell anyone. That it was our secret.”

“Well, someone else needs to know,” Julie replied calmly to me after putting up her broom. “You need help before it’s too late.”

“No, they don’t need to know,” I opposed also putting up my broom. “Maybe I don’t need help.”

“Look you two,” Samantha began before me and Julie could go at each other’s throats. “Julie, I understand you care, but Alice here is too stubborn to listen. Maybe it’s love that keeping her and Ryan together.”

“Some love,” Julie murmured as she picked up her purse.

“In fact I do love him,” I said looking over at Julie who looked unpleased with this. “I just can’t leave him. I feel if I do I won’t be able to find anyone better, Sam. You understand don’t you?”

“I don’t, Alice,” Samantha replied tapping a high heeled foot. “Girl, you are a beautiful woman and any guy would be happy to have you. When the time comes you’ll understand you never needed him and that you can do better than that abuser.”

I swallowed hard knowing Sam was right, but I didn’t want to believe it. I got my purse and began to walk out the door before both could say anything. I didn’t need them telling me stuff I’ve heard a million times before.
As I was walking out on the sidewalk I bumped into someone. I looked up to see dark brown eyes looking at me. I blushed embarrassed that I had bumped into this nice looking gentleman standing in front of me. I tried to apologize to him, but no words would come out, and I would stammer a lot. This man made me nervous for some reason.

“Sorry, lady for me bumping into you,” He apologized in an deep voice.

“No, . . . It’s fine. It was my fault,” I replied averting my eyes from his. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“No, need to apologize for something that wasn’t your fault,” He replied smiling as he began to walk in the opposite direction I was going.

I stared after him as the wind blew my long brown hair in my face. I couldn’t shake this feeling that I had he seen him before, but I didn’t know from where. It was bugging me so bad as I got into my car, and as I drove off. It wasn’t before I got to my first turn that I remembered who that man was. That man I had bumped into awhile ago happened to be Matt Hardy from WWE Smackdown.