Continuing the story!

Continuing the story

I was terribly scared, I closed the door and recalled that the keys were sticking out of the door, but not from my side. I heard that he came down from the second floor where I lived, quickly fucking opened the door, pulled it out, locked myself from the inside and got fucking scared.

I stood and realized that what I just saw was not ok. Why was he at my door? What's happening? Is he crazy? Why is he violating my personal space? How will it all end up? I need to leave in the morning!

I locked myself in bed, in shock and trying to come to my senses in order to rationally decide what to do next. Then I began to feel my body, I gradually began to realize that I am a young thin girl, that my body is fragile and small, that I am something alive, something that needs to be protected, and danger is walking somewhere in this house. Because when you decide your affairs on your own, you feel like you are a big mountain that is going to its goal. But in moments of real danger, you return to the state of your female body!

I was lying down and adrenaline waves were covering me, I didn't understand at all what was happening, why did it happen at all? A lot of questions were flying in my head. I was afraid that if I scream now, or go to the owner of this house, her name is Nargiz, and start trying to figure out this situation, then the family of this house will obviously not come out on my side, and it could end up in the stupidest way. I could have been taken somewhere, and then they would have said that I didn't come from the beach. And then it's unlikely that there will be shame for the whole village later, but more precisely, as it seemed to me, of course, the stories that fell on me convinced me otherwise .....

I lay in fright and tried to find the right solution how to safely bypass it. In my room there were two open windows that looked out onto the yard, then there was a window on the side that looked out into a crowded corridor, this window was covered with a curtain. I also started thinking that he could stand not only under the door, but also behind this window while I was sleeping.....

I felt like a mammal being hunted by a predator, I didn't even suspect that there could be danger in the house I rent.

I began thinking about these steps on the first nights, I began recalling that it seemed to me that someone was coming up to my floor to look in, about the fact that someone was standing under the stairs and spying on me.......I felt it all, but I didn't give myself direct evidence to start worrying about it.

There was a strange growing tension on that day, as if someone was twisting the transpose knob on the synthesizer in my sound of the day, the melody seemed to fade a little and went into a note of anxiety.....

Howling dogs, there were some other little things.... And I remember my confidence in the desire to be outraged and ask what the fuck are you doing at night under my door? What the hell? And from what I saw, my confidence seemed to be washed away into a funnel, like in a water park when you ride on this yellow pillow. From an important outrage to the realization that I am not at home, alone, with strangers, in another country, away from Tbilisi, which is familiar to me.

After the fear, anger came to me, why is this happening, why do I rent a house, pay money, and a person allows himself to behave like this, I was angry that I spent a whole wonderful week and wanted to stay longer, but with such abusive behavior, as if all my joy, rest and admiration were removed like skin from a naked body, leaving defenseless naked feelings on my canvas of sensations. How so - someone can be near and spoil all the vivid impressions, as if to steal them away in an instant. yes, the world is like that and the main thing is to give yourself time to quickly get together and act.

I realized that if I close up now and sit in my room in silence, I will get a real game of victim and predator, I also understood that if I start yelling or looking for someone in the house for protection, it will not end well either. It was necessary to choose the middle. I went out into the hallway and the shared kitchen turned on the lights everywhere, opened the doors, and began to stand and look for him on the first floor, through the stairs, to start a dialogue, to ask what the fuck was that?

To show that I am, yes, I was surprised, but I will not pretend that nothing happened.....Apparently, Irakli realized that I was watching him and it began to seem that we were playing some kind of game, he started walking back and forth on the first floor, as far as I could see him, naked. he walked from one room to another without closing the door behind him to spy on me, I was standing right in the passage between the yard, the kitchen and the stairs. It was about 4 in the morning, none of his family members came out, although I slammed the doors loudly and turned on the lights everywhere so that someone noticed and came out, but there was silence, only this jerk imagined himself a fucking tiger or lion, I do not know, he behaved like some kind of psycho, as if he was sorting out in the psychology of the victim. I think he realized that I took a position to yell or run, and he ran naked from one door to another, apparently trying to increase my anxiety by holding the door with one hand, leaving a few fingers on it, hanging for a minute in such a position to really show that he decided to play naked tiger and scare me. I continued to stand and watch the show, which I did not order, in order to strike at the right moment and show that I was ready to fight, I stood and was angry that a person had some problems, and I was led to good reviews on the arbnb, we were close.....

At some point, he came out dressed in shorts with a fucking face like he was just going somewhere, looked at me with a grin in his eyes read the dynamic joy of bullying me. And he abruptly began to climb the stairs moving powerfully towards me……

To be continued.....

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