Under cover

It’s come to this : sneaking in and out , closing the door quietly , keeping out of sight ,but it’s not enough . I have to park in the street as we have one garage and my car is too big . It means you can clearly see me come and go . It shouldn’t mean anything but my arrival is usually met with a phone call or message ;or even worse , a knock on the door . I walked down the street this morning , locking the house with keys still inside . We have a lockbox out front with a spare key . It’s the only place we could find a location to clip the box onto . It wasn’t until on my way back that I realised my mistake . I scold myself for being naive . “You must bring your keys with you at all times , you dick!” It means I can enter from the back alley .As I walk up the street I see his car . Fuck it ! He’l see me come to the front door . His unit sits up high over the street . He’s like the sentinel , scoping out anything he can pester , and it’s the Howards of Hollywood that he is fixated on . I get inside and stay low , all good . I make myself a wrap , and that’s when I sense it in my gut . I get nervous , I can feel his eyes , his will peering through the walls . I don’t dare get up , as he might see me through the window . Eventually I get up and take the horses for a drink and sneak back into the kitchen , trying to hide behind benchtops and cabinetry as he has a clear view from his kitchen to ours . 20 minutes have passed and nothing . I ‘l get out why the goings good . I grab the phone and that’s when I notice a couple of messages on the screen . He’d already rang within minutes of me getting home and then had left a further 2 messages . My phone was on silent . I fucking knew it . Last night he’d knocked on the door asking for Emma’s help with his computer setup . The day before he rang several times and eventually tracked Leroy and I at Valley Park . It’s fair to say he’s fixated . Just now whilst writing this he’s texted me again , wanting to go down to the local farmers market with us . I told him I was at school . He thinks I’m at my school . Now the bell is about to go and I’m to take Leroy back home . Shit I’m going to have to talk him into taking a detour . We don’t wanna be home …. any time soon .