The street started buzzing. Micaela rouse from her deep slumber. The morning vapour sliced through her shuddering body, leaving soft bruises on her soul. She had not yet recovered from last night's horrifying episode. A detailed description of yesterday night goes like this: Micaela was returning from her best friend, Harlow's 29th birthday bash. She was walking in solitary towards her home after the cab left. It was 2:00 AM. The air started to change. Her intuition alerted her of some kind of danger. A feeling that someone's following her. Her body shuddered with terror. Micaela set a personal record for walking the fastest in her life. She ran inside, slamming the door. She locked every possible lock she found. A pool of sweat had formed in her palms. She heard muffled footsteps. Micaela peeped out through the small hole on her front door. She found an empty street, silence radiating from it. She wasn't ready for all of this! "What was that!? Who was it? A stalker? A rapist? A kidnapper?" She felt 'fear' like she had never felt it before!

   Now, she was debating whether to go out to her bestie's or call her over to her house. She certainly wasn't going to work today. She is a journalist, by the way.
Soon after, she heard a puppy bark. It was from her neighbour's house."Why does it sound like Willow?" She thought. Of course, till yesterday, nobody among her near neighbours owned a dog. Micaela moved her window curtains to reveal her dog, Willow, sprinting around, in her neighbour's room.

  She flushed with anger and fright.
"Willow, come here, baby, ” stretched her hand out. The puppy immediately ran over the crooked bridge that connected both houses. As Willow reached her mommy, a shirtless muscle man entered that neighbour's room. Micaela had both her eyebrows raised; expecting an explanation.

"MICAELA!!!!" He was screaming at the young lady next door.

"Excuse me?" She was startled at his excitement.

"What a time to meet! I tried to reach out to you yesterday night in the streets. You were sprinting. When did you start walking so fast?! I will be in your place in a minute."

As he said, the man was presently standing inside Micaela's house.

"Look at your audacity to step into my house after snuggling my puppy!"

"It's not my problem that you haven't taught your naughty puppy to stay in its house even when all the windows are flung open by its careless owner!" It came out exactly the way he wanted it to; sweet and aggressive.

Micaela crossed her arms in annoyance.

"Anyway, stop showing your fussy anger. Ahhh... you were known for your fury back in that high school we went to. What did they call you....?? Yes..' lady angry bird' How are you, my baby!? Didn't you miss me? Could you replace me? Oh! Tell me you didn't. How's your health? I remember you had asthma. That night we danced till the lights went off. And the other night when I discovered you had asthma, I didn't sleep!" He pulled her into a huge hug.

Micaela felt pure chaos in her bones, pure chaos!
He started again, holding her arms, staring into her green eyes, "Micaela, I didn't mean to leave you. I loved you more than you know. At my side, things went haywire.." he pulled out a strand of her blonde hair, tucking it behind, he continued, "Do you remember when I defended you before all the lame jocks when they were teasing you? I know you do! I know you loved me too! Do you still have my ripped Jean jacket?....wow! I can't believe I got you back. Just yesterday I felt my life was purposeless. But no, not when I got my Micaela back! 16 years!! You've changed so much.
Do you remember our first kiss under the Magnolia trees? It was spring, spring in my heart too!..... I fell for you the day you stood on the podium, called my name to be your partner in the rosé club! Every day I saw your little innocent face in the morning stars and the evening sun. My life changed when I got a scholarship at Daloath. You knew how much I wanted that scholarship! Why aren't you talking to me?" He was cupping her oval face in his hands. Meanwhile, Micaela thought of every guy she had been in high school. She shuffled through the oldest memory box in her brain. Nothing yielded her with a result. She thought how she missed being part of such a gentleman's life.

She certainly didn't have Alzheimer or whatever disease! Her heart didn't know how to react. "For 16 years? That's strong love," she thought.
Micaela took a step back. She saw that he had become deeply emotional and didn't want to break his heart by asking his name. She directed him to the sofa and sat beside him.

He was restless from the inside. He tilted his head towards her.
"Are you still Miss. Micaela Paul......or Mrs...?

Her eyes exploded!

"Ahem... You have mistaken me for someone else. I'm Micaela Smith."

"What do you mean by that? Then why do you look like her!!"
He bawled with embarrassment. He suddenly walked out of the house. Micaela felt guilt for no reason. She ran behind him. She saw him sprinting up his house stairs. Micaela turned around toward her house. "I should have at least asked him his name," she was thinking when a bullet diverged into her head from behind her, a man stood staring at his gun. You can call him a stalker, a smuggler or whatever, but I will call him 'the psychopathic serial killer that followed her last night'. Micaela became one of the dust on the earth. Was this avenge against that article she published, reporting the malpractice of the very influential insurance company? Or just another mad killer? Nobody knows!!

❝ Both were strangers, one loved her for no reason while the other despised her for no reason again! ❞

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A/N         
This story is written with a lot of effort and love!
Hope you all like it. I'm happy that through this contest I could write something interesting, an amazing motivation, in fact.
Promote love, Gloria~