I was sitting on the porch of my cabin, glad to be out of the city and wondering what I would do this weekend. As I looked down on the highway, I noticed a car that looked familiar. I grabbed my binoculars for a closer look but I knew who it was before she came into focus. That bitch Tracy, what was she doing coming up here, surely she must know she wouldn't be welcome after what she did to me. She had humiliated me in front of my friends as she told me in front of them that she could never date a looser such as me.
She had acted as if she was interested in me but was merely trying to make her boyfriend jealous. We were all at a party in conjunction with our high school reunion and she had brought her boyfriend. After playing up to me, they got into a fight and he left in a huff. I read it as she was no longer interested in him and maybe I had a shot with her. I remember how red my face felt as I saw all the snide looks my friends gave me. I know that after I left they were all laughing at me and how could I blame them.
As Tracy pulled up in front, I could see the look of surprise on her face when she saw me there. She got out of the car and came over to me,
"Ah, hi Steve, I'm so glad you're here..."
"Just can it Tracy, what the hell do you want?"
"The truth is I'm in trouble and I need a place to hide out for a few days or so. I remembered where you always hid the key, so I was hoping to stay here."
"So you were just going to help yourself, you've got a..."
"Steve I know but I'm in a bind here, John is really pissed at me and I'm afraid he's going to hurt me if he finds me. Listen Steve, I need help, I'll do anything you ask, just let me stay here."