herself that it was merely the house settling.
The past few
nights it had been worse. She felt as if she was being watched and
had closed all the curtains in the house. The feeling would not be
alleviated so easily and she found herself looking over her
shoulder at the strangest times. She had even locked the bathroom
door that afternoon without realizing it.
She sighed and
wondered how Greg would feel about finally getting a dog. That was
one subject they could not agree on. Greg made a good point about
neither of them being around enough to take care of a dog daily.
Amber wanted a dog, a big mean looking dog just for protection
though.
Amber trusted
in the security system but a friend at work told her that anyone
could cut the wires of a security system and sneak into a person’s
house. Even if they didn’t cut all the wires the response time for
police to get to Amber’s part of town was half an hour. Amber knew
a lot could happen in half an hour.
She tried to
concentrate on the joyous video playing in front of her but found
that she could not. She flicked off the DVD and cuddled deep into
the blankets wishing for someone to talk to. She wished Greg did
not have to travel so much. She hoped he would agree to get a dog.
She wondered if her good friend was off work tonight.
At that thought
she reached for the phone and dialed a number. The ringing sounded
dismal to her and a machine informed her that her good friend was
not home. A panic rose in her throat but she pushed it aside and
tried to put cheer into her voice.
“ Hi
Tracy, it’s Amber. Just wanted to see what you were up to tonight.
If you get this message at a half decent time, call me. Maybe we
can watch a movie or something. Okay, good-bye,” Amber said and was
happy the nervousness in her voice did not show.
She hung up the
phone. Her voice did sound oddly loud in the quiet house and Amber
sighed. She tapped the phone against her leg lightly for a few
minutes before placing it back into the receiver and hiding in the
blankets again. The wind whispered outside and Amber could swear it
was telling her to stay out of the house tonight. Amber wondered
where that feeling had come from and shivered in her warm
cocoon.
Shadows played
in the corners of the room and Amber cowered deeper into her
blanket. She pulled the phone in beside her and wished she had
someone to keep her company. She wondered briefly if her neighbours
were home and shook her head at the thought. They would think she
was insane if she asked them over for coffee the night before
Valentine’s Day. Amber sighed and listened to the noises in the
house.
Nothing but the
regular creeks and groans came to her ears and she muttered at her
own unfounded fears before pulling herself from the covers. She
checked the locks on all the windows and doors before finally
making her way up to her bedroom. On a paranoid second thought, she
drew an old steel baseball bat from the hallway closet and set it
against her bedside table.
Amber changed
into a nightgown and settled into bed with her overhead light on.
She had closed her bedroom door, a habit she had never done and
wished it had a lock on it. She tried to read but the words
blurred. Even her favorite chocolates tasted bitter in her mouth
and she sighed. She noted the time to be merely 8PM and snuggled
into her bed regardless.
After a few
weary thoughts, she tried calling Tracy again but got only the
answering machine. She did not leave a message this time and
decided that she was going to leave the bedroom light on, just for
tonight. If Greg happened to sneak in before she could turn it off
in the morning she could explain how afraid she had felt and maybe
that would convince them to get a large frightening dog.
With that
thought in mind, she turned over and closed her eyes. She knew her
sleep would be restless because of her thoughts and the light but
she could nap tomorrow once she knew whether or not Greg would be
home. If he wasn’t home,