Socio

It wouldn't be long before Shannon would learn why Doug was nicknamed Socio. The psychopath just wouldn't give up on her. Sometimes he would ignore her when they would spot each other as Shannon would come and go, but other times he would accost her and demand that she give him another chance. Shannon always did her best to ignore him. She already made it clear how she felt and realized that nothing more needed to be said on her part. Anything she said from that point on would simply be giving him the attention he craved and the wrong idea. She started to go out of her way to avoid him by not going out as much but that didn't work for long. She realized that she was only letting him control her by not going out as much. She was just about to order lunch at the lounge when she felt his presence slip up beside her. "I've got a set of keys with which to access your apartment, you know." Her heart lurched into her throat. No longer able to ignore him, she looked at him and said, "So what are you doing, Doug? Threatening to break in and kill me or something? Because I'm not the least bit scared of you." And she wasn't. She knew that maybe she should be, but instead, she was getting too pissed to be scared. Once you go from annoyed and irritated to genuinely angry, you don't care how much bigger the source of that anger may be. At this point, Doug's size and gender had become irrelevant as she was being pushed to her breaking point. Keep bending that wishbone and it's guaranteed to snap sooner or later. Doug laughed and that only infuriated her more. "Keep it up, cock, and I'll have you out of here so fucking fast you won't know what hit you. I may even do worse than that." Now Doug roared with laughter. "Is calling a guy a cock like calling a woman a cunt?" "I'm not fucking kidding. You want to enter that apartment, you make sure you do it when I'm there alone." "So you can welcome you with open arms?" Appetite now destroyed, Shannon began to leave the lounge, plenty aware of the people who stared at her on her way out. "Just let yourself in and you'll find out, you sicko. Maybe even before I contact the police, which I'm just about ready to do." Once back in the apartment, Shannon let her body drop onto the couch and she began to cry. She was frustrated and she was mad as hell. She almost wished to hell Socio would let himself in. But what would she do if he did? She didn't have a gun to shoot him with and as mad as she was, there were no guarantees that she could overpower him. She considered telling the doctor about what was going on but didn’t want to worry her. She also considered going to the police secretly, but if she wanted the police to do anything that could really help her, she wouldn't be able to keep it a secret for long. She wasn't sure what she could tell them anyway because, truthfully, Doug hadn't yet done anything illegal and what little he had done as of yet that might be bordering on illegal wasn't anything she could prove. She could tell them about his comments about having spare keys but she had no proof to back it up. Even if he did enter the apartment, unless he physically harmed her, she realized there were a number of excuses he could come up with as to why he entered the apartment unannounced, and there wouldn't be any reason for the police to doubt him. She could think of several scenarios in which the police may not know who to believe, and she would really rather not involve them unless she could prove her claim. She rose from the couch and slowly sauntered over to the giant windows that looked out at the city below, wondering how many others were out there in similar situations. Not even the amazing view could distract her from her troubles that day. Socio wasn’t going to just go away on his own. She knew that. What she didn't know was what to do about it and how to make him go away. All she knew was that it was looking less and less likely that she would be able to handle him on her own. Maybe she should go to his apartment and beat the crap out of him. Maybe that was the only way to get him to leave her alone if she showed him that she meant business and really drove some serious fear into him. A rustling sound behind her. Shannon's entire body went ramrod stiff. She jerked around to look behind her. Her first thought was, Oh, my God! Doug was dead serious. He's really going to come in here as if he owns the place and do God knows what to me. But then she saw something slither beneath the door. Slowly and quietly, she crept up to the door to see what it was. It was something small and light in color. She took a few more steps closer and then she realized it was an envelope with writing on it. She stepped up to the door and peered through the peephole. And there was Socio's face, grinning maniacally. She was hit with indecision at that precise moment as she gasped and jerked back from the door, heart racing furiously in her chest. Should she fling the door open and go after him with all she had? No, not yet. First, she was curious to see what was in the envelope. She bent down, picked it up and read the writing on the envelope. "Why, it wouldn't be wise to tell your rich doctor or go to the police…," she read in a soft whisper to herself. She tore open the envelope and pulled out a thumb drive. She then ran to her laptop and inserted the drive into the side of it after making sure her virus protection was enabled and working properly, just in case the drive contained files that could corrupt her computer. When the thumb drive appeared in Finder, she clicked on it and found five files. None of them had names but a series of numbers instead. She clicked on the first one and was horrified to find a video clip that was several minutes long of one of their sex romps in Doug's bedroom. She was furious. She totally wanted to kill him. She first thought she could always claim to have gotten together with him before she and the doctor met, but the bastard did work in her apartment building and she could clearly hear herself mentioning Dr. Warren right as they were becoming intimate with each other. If the first file wasn't horrifying enough, the remaining four certainly had her trembling and her stomach flip-flopping. She thought she would either have the runs right there on the spot or that her heart would burst through her rib cage and right out of her body. The second one showed her and the doctor sitting in their living room. The third one showed the doctor in the kitchen getting something out of the refrigerator. The fourth one showed her in the bathroom. The fifth and final video showed her and the doctor in bed together. Shannon ripped the drive out of the laptop and glanced upward in several different directions around the room. Where the fuck were all the cameras?!