Chapter 1 - Part 2

Part 2
Robert sat moving the blinds, looking through the small opening. He would try and make the opening as small as possible in the hope that no one would notice. Always trying to avoid the prying eye which his paranoia made far too prevelant.
He pushed his gray rimmed, thick glasses farther up his nose and moved one of the dirty blinds.
There was nothing. She hadn't returned home from work yet.' Where could she be?' Robert wondered to himself. Was she still at work?
Robert got a sinking feeling in his stomach. May be, just maybe she was with a man. Maybe she was in his arms. Damn. Where is she? He looked again and caught a glimpse of her coming up the street. She was alone. The relief he felt washed over him like a cold spring rain.
He watch her walk up the street taking in every motion like he was taking a deep breath of oxygen. It all seemed like an eternity but in a moment it was over. She was out of view.
Robert waited everyday for her to pass and everyday he would watch and wish he had bravity to go outside and meet her. Everyday was the same. It got harder and harder and his fantasies got more and more elaborate.
Robert sat on the couch feeling disappointed in himself even more so than normal.
There was while when he would open the blinds and act like he had been there by accident. He look up and if their eyes met he would wave. But it was far beyond that now.
Robert took up his seat in front of the glowing computer screen.
"Robert where did you go?" The instant message comment read.
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He was moving so fast along the highway that even the signs seemed to be blurry. The car revved as change gears and rounded a really tight mountain curve.
The car he was driving was built for this kind of driving. He was in hurry and he hand picked this car just for this pupose.
He wore a cap to protect his hair from being blown around while driving the convertible. Despite the rush his appearance was one of complete tidiness.
The car rolled to a stop and he opened the door. His white suit shined in comparison to the murky, woodsy feel of his surrounding. He took off his cap and not a hair was out place. He adjusted his tie and made his way to the door of the small log cabin that stood 10 feet away.
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Jessica made her way up the block. She could see the shadow of the strange guy that seemed to be always watching her. Most nights this would bother her and she would feel a chill. Most nights she wanted to avoid coming this way at all. He had seemed like such a nice guy when she first met him. He was a bit of a geek and just the type of person you would assume knew a tremendous amount about computers. This was they guy that was suppose to be "tall dark and handsome", but not so oddly enough, turned out to be short, dumpy and a far cry from handsome.
She had passed the window and was already in here apartment when she finished this thought. She stood looking through her mail and discarded her keys onto the cluttered kitchen table, never looking up from the letter she held in her hands.