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As she stepped out of the hotel Bethany could feel eyes on here as if she was being followed. ‘It is just my imagination, don’t let your mind run away from you!’ she silently said to trying to reassure herself.
As she walked on further down the road Bethany court a glimpse of a tall man trailing behind her. He seemed to be a good 50 meters behind but still as it was late and there was no one else around this came as no ease to her at all.
Try to calm her racing heart Beth decided to think of something else knowing that it was just her mind running wild, she started thinking of what her boss had said to her at work the week before about how there was an opening coming up for a promotion and that she also had explained how Bethany is would be more then likely to get the promotion, ‘that is going to be so good the extra money will be greatly needed’ she thought to herself almost forgetting about her follower.
After turning down the next street Beth decided to have a look behind to see if she was still being followed, ‘SHIT’ Beth said to herself after seeing the same man following her
‘what should I do, oh god what can I do’ she then thought to turn down the next street and make a phone call one of her friends to come and pick her up from the road she was on. Reaching for her handbag Beth’s heart sank as she realized she was not carrying it “oh no I left it at the frigging pub, how careless of me” she said angrily to herself.
That’s was it no time to waste she started walking faster and faster not really knowing where she was going, just then Bethany realized she was lost and didn’t know this part of the town at all ‘****, how stupid of me’
Her fast walk had start in to a run not thinking what she was doing Beth turn down yet another street then Beth slowed down desperately wanting to she if she had lost him she decided to hide but where she thought all of a sudden she darted behind a park car kneeling down low Beth tried to see through the windows of the car, there he was no more then 30 meters down the road running towards her ‘RUN” the only thing coming to mind but her legs would not move frozen her heart pacing hard and loud taking a second glace she noticed the man slowing down looking to and through
Had she lost him a small ray of light entered her mind
‘There you are’ came a deep voice
‘HELP’ Beth screamed at the top of her lungs with out thinking she lunged at this man
kicking and hitting at him the sounds around her all muttered In raged all else was a blur to her pushing the man to the ground she saw a small metal pole laying in the gutter then rushed to it as she grabbed the pole she raced back swinging at the tall would be attacker “wait, please stop’ he cried
‘Not so big and strong now are you” Beth yelled taking another swing
With a heavy blow connecting to his head with a thump he had fallen to the ground
Blood spilling from his forehead “your bag’ he said in a weak voice
Bethany looked to his side there was her bag
‘Oh my god what have I done” she looked back at he tall guy laying on the road bending down to help him he did not move not a breath came from his lungs, she had killed him ’what do I do now” picking up her bag she ran not thinking any one would believe her
a few blocks down the road Beth slowed to a walk, thinking to herself about what she had done being sure that she could not tell anyone for fear of going to jail “that poor man” she thought ‘I can’t just leave him there.’

She turned back heading toward where she left him lying in a pool of blood.
To her surprise and dismay she returns to find no one just blood stains on the gravel.
Where could he be she thought turning around to seek out the poor follower
THUD from out of no where a shinny blood stained metal pole came knocking her to the ground.
“Now where even, last time I ever decided to play the role of nice guy” he said walking off in the distance
Bethany trying to sit herself up looking around for her follower but he had gone not a trace of him
‘are you ok” she heard a strange voice looking up there was no one at all
‘Hello, love closing time this is no motel’ opening her eyes with a gasp
“Oh my god” waking to see a bar tender standing in front of her
‘Closing time love would you like me to call you a cab” he asked
‘No that’s ok I’ll be walking’ as she started walking to the door she felt to her side her back at the table “on second thought yeah I will take a taxi”