"Thank you..." Greg didn't quiet know what the man was trying to get at but soon he found out.
The man came closer. His head only went up to Greg's chest. He looked up and stared into his eyes.
"The fact is Mr.McKenzie that I'm very much in love with Karen. I have planned everything so far and everything was going well, until...you came into our lives."
Peter Storm's eyebrows were twitching nervously.
"You are destroying my dream. I cannot let you do this to me...I'm very sorry." He continued.
Before Greg could reply to this out of the blue statement Storm had pulled out a small syringe with some blue contents and slammed it into Greg's thigh.
The sudden attack and pain surprised him.
He punched Storm hard. The man flew onto the polished stone floor of the garden. Furiously Greg pulled the needle out of his leg. The syringe was empty. Whatever was inside was now circulating in his body.
"What...what the fuck are you doing? What was in this thing!" he yelled.
He ran up to Storm and grabbed him by the collars.
"Answer me damn it! What have you done?" Greg had screamed.
"There is no need to worry McKenzie...you will live...but not this life anymore. You will suffer as I have suffered. Now, she will belong to me."
"You sick little prick." Greg tried to punch him but the substance was beginning its effect and he fell onto the ground.
Tremendous pain jerked through his lower abdomen. His head spun, he couldn't breathe and the last thing he saw was Storm grinning at him.
Greg thought he would die but he woke up in his own bed hours later. He had no recollection of how he had gotten back to his apartment. His head hurt and his body ached when he tried to get up. Somebody mumbled next to him. In the darkness he couldn't clearly see who it was.
"Karen? Is that you? ...what happened?" he said.
She didn't answer. He switched on the light next to the bed and realised that he was naked. He quickly pulled the blanket away and saw the body of an unknown woman lying there.
His heart nearly stood still.
"Jesus...what's happening here?" he said.
The body of the woman twitched. She turned her head toward him. The bright light made it hard for her to look at him.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Greg jumped out of the bed.
"Who in the hell are you?" he nearly screamed hysterically.
She laughed. Her hazel brown hair was short and Greg gulped when he saw that she was naked just like him.
"Oh my...I hate when this happens." She said and sighed.
Quickly she climbed out of his bed and walked around the room and picked up the clothes. Greg silently watched her getting dressed. The room looked as if it was ransacked.
"One wild night." She said and showed him her torn bra.
"Hold on...just hold on a minute. Where and how did we...did we..." Greg couldn't finish the sentence.
"You really don't remember anything?" she said and put on her red dress.
"No...I was attacked last night...injected with something and then...what...tell me how we got here."
"Attacked?" she smiled. "Well, you attacked me...sort of...you chatted me up at the party and...well, then we came here and as you can see had one fun time. I better go though...thank you anyways." She said and gave him a kiss and left the very confused man behind.
Greg stumbled into the bathroom and threw up. Karen...he had to call her. She was with him at the party. Where was she? He remembered Storm and his crazy look in his face. Quickly he got dressed and called her apartment.
Nervously he bit on his nails when finally someone picked up.
"Karen! Karen! Are you alright?" he yelled.
"Greg?! Where are you? Peter told me you didn't feel well and left. Why didn't you tell me? I as really worried. I called you too...do you actually now what time it is? God...Greg...what's going on?"
Greg quickly glanced at his alarm clock. It was nearly 6am. He had no idea when he got back from the party. What was going on? She wanted to tell him what was going on?
"At the party...I...I went for a smoke and your friend...Peter, he, he..."
"Hold on..." she interrupted him.
He heard another voice in the background.
"Who else is there?" he asked her.
"Peter...he drove me home and waited to make sure that you would call."
That bastard...Greg thought.
"Listen Karen...listen that Peter boy has injected me with something and...there is something seriously wrong with him. I'll come over...just be careful I'll be there in 10 minutes."
"Greg...I saw you walk out with a girl..." she suddenly whispered.
It felt as if somebody had punched his guts.
"I....Karen, please believe me Peter has done something to me...and...and..." he just wanted to take that man apart.
"You stay there Greg...I'll be at your place in ten." She said and hung up.
He threw the phone on the bed. He scratched his head wildly...he looked around his bedroom and knew he had to get this fixed up quickly before Karen would get here.
Should he just tell her the truth? Would she believe him?
Greg started to clean up the bed anyways. He stuffed the bra into his pants, changed the sheets and got the things in the room back to order just in time before she came.
When he looked at Karen a wave of guilt overcame him immediately. She was the first woman he ever felt really in love with. Her bubbly personality, her looks, her voice, her smell...he just loved everything about her. She looked tired and it looked as if she had cried.
Her eyes were puffed up and red. She wore a faded blue baseball cap under which she hid her straight blond hair and her blue green eyes didn't have the usual sparkle. He let her inside and took helped her out of her denim jacket. It looked as if she had left in a hurry and so she only had her white tank top and her grey jogging pants on.
She sighed immediately when she walked into the bedroom.
"You don't have to hide it, Greg. A woman knows when another woman was in her boyfriend's room you know..."
"Karen...let me explain. Please..." Greg stopped when he saw her start to cry.
"I never thought you could do this to me...I mean how could you! I thought we were meant to be together." She screamed at him.
"Your friend...he injected me Karen. He injected me with something whatever you Chemical people develop at your plant. I loose my consciousness and next thing I know is that I wake up and see this woman lying next to me in my bed!!! For God sake...I seriously would never do anything that would harm our relationship, Karen! I'm not that stupid...I want to be with you. You have to trust me! That Peter is a creep...he's after you!!!"
She shook her head and didn't say a word.
"What?! You believe him? You don't trust me?" Greg was confused.
"I need to use your toilet." She said and left.
Greg walked to the kitchen and made himself a strong drink. Suddenly, a strange pain went through his spine. For a split second his head hurt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He leaned against the sink and clenched his teeth. His hands were shaking. For a moment his vision went blurry.
"God...what is going on?" he mumbled.
With wobbly legs he walked carefully over to his bed and sat down. He tried to control his breathing. His heart pounded fast.
"Are you alright?" he heard Karen's voice.
"No...Karen...there is something wrong."
She sat down next to him and put her hand on his forehead.
"You're little hot."
The touch of her hand triggered something inside him. He stared at her with an open mouth gasping for air. She looked gorgeous. His heart pounded faster again, his loins stirred, he wanted her. A sudden wave of lust washed over him. Greg grabbed her shoulder and kissed her. Her lips were so soft. His hands moved down to her thin waist trying to get a good lock around her body. Karen pulled her body back though and slapped her hand hard across his face.
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