"DON"T!" My voice screamed out as my body lurched forward as I awoke from a dream of a past better left dead. Breathing heavy I looked around slowly while memories of the night before flooded back. I couldn't see Mikeal anywhere, but my phone kept beeping at me. 22 messages from Nancy, 3 from my editor and 1 from a nameless contact. Nancy's messages were her ranting about how I screwed up the night and after I and Mikeal left Henry took her to the dance floor only to disappear from her and it was of course all of my fault because of how shameless and rude I was to him. My editor was praising me on my new character and how much the publisher was in love with him and how she wants to have a meeting with me and my.... and that's where I paused because the next word was boyfriend. I don't have a boyfriend. Quickly I ran to the drawing table forgetting about my feet. My work tablet was out with my character design of my new character. I opened my tablet to see I had sent the sketch and in it I said that I used my boyfriends likeness for the new character. My jaw dropped and I couldn't believe what I was reading, that piece of fly food Mikeal, I couldn't believe he would do this! What kind of joke was he trying to play on me! Hearing my phone beep again I saw Nancy was still raging on me, when my brain turned back on and I remembered that I had a message from a nameless contact. Looking at the message it was very obvious who it was from.
"My little goddess, without you I fear my days will just be full of bore. You needn't thank me for sending my perfect portrait that you drew. You got my every detail. When have you been spying on me? None the less, you will soon become the Lamb for this lone wolf. You will be punished for spying on me." Spying on him? Spying? Who the hell does he think he is thinking he's that good looking and important for me to waste my time on the likes of him. The anger rose in me again throwing my phone and hearing it smash against the wall. 'Uggh!" I yelled at the top of my lungs before sitting down on my chair.
"Mikeal, why me?" I whispered before i hid myself in my arms as my body leaned on the table. Suddenly I got an idea and I jumped up in search for the exact pens,pencils and markers I used to make Mikeal's original portrait. Once I had them I got to work doodling on his picture adding a thin long mustache and a van dyke beard on his chin, in time I had added all the things I could think of to make him look the most embarrassing, horns, scales, even adding different colours of skin. Giggling to myself like a little imp I kept at it.
"Do you truly think you have magic pens of some sort?" Hearing Mikeal's voice I felt my soul leave my body as I jumped off my chair hiding the portrait. Seeing him there standing behind me near my kitchen I could see his brown eye staring at me as his whitish blue eye was covered under his brown speckled white hair, made everything in me like puddy.
"Mikeal!" I shrieked a bit before my brain took over coming back to life. Why was here? How did he know where I lived last night? What is he doing here again? "Mikeal, how do you know where I live? Did Nancy tell you? Why are you here? What do you want with me ? Answer!" I talked extremely fast as I starred at him. He begin laughing again while walking up to me, he looked so amazingly sexy wearing a white dress shirt with sleeves rolled up, untucked hanging over white washed jeans.
"My little lamb, I have always known where you are. You would be surprised all the knowledge of most people I have." He spoke to me softly before cupping my chin with his hand. I could feel my cheeks begin to hurt as they turned 4 more shades of red than they already were just looking at him.
"So you're like what, a private investigator?" I managed to get out of my squeezed lips. He smiled at me picking me up after letting go of my face, moving to my couch he dropped me onto it letting my head hit the wood of the armrest. Grabbing my head I felt myself get a little dizzy. The atmosphere of the room was now a lot more thicker as I stared at him. There was no more kindness or joking, he had shifted to an extremely serious face and looked at me as if he is looking through me.
"Where have you seen me before my little Lamb?" He bent over face to face with me to ask this question.
"I've never seen you before, I needed to create another male lead for my work and in such you were born, I never thought that my drawing would actually bring you to life right in front me. With Nancy was the first time I ever saw you in person in the flesh." He stared into my eyes before nodding and standing up straight. Within seconds he was out my door, and I was jumping up. Okay Mikeal, you want a stalker, a spy, you got one! I grabbed my largest set of sunglasses and my biggest sweater. Today you are my lamb and I am the wolf Mikeal!