Hundred and Forty

KATHY

“How..”

“How did you get in here with the door closed?!” I asked, feeling so shocked at how he had gotten in here, with the door closed.

I stared at the door still, wondering what he had gotten in with the door still closed tightly.

“How on earth did you do that?” I asked myself, staring plainly at the door wondering how he had done that.

I was beginning to find him weird with all he's been saying and doing.

Most especially the part where he keeps showing up everywhere out of the blues.

“I knew you were going to in one way or the other escape from that room,” he said smiling, walking over to the mini bar at the far end of the room.

I stood there watching him as he took out a glass from the shelves behind the bar and then had a bottle of Martel taken out of the bar shelf.

The sound of the drink being poured into the glass echoed in the room covering up the silence.

I had my eyes locked on the glass watching him pour out the drink softly and then he took a sip.

His lips press hard