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On a cold Valentine\'s evening a young woman finds out she has a secret admirer, and they want more than just her heart... And they\'ll do ANYTHING to get it!
Be Mine by Shane Migliavacca
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She\\u2019d just sat down on the bed, with the cat snuggling up next to her, when the knock at the door came. Blake looked over at her roommate Cassie, buried in her phone and closer to the door.
\\u201cDoor?\\u201d\\xa0
Cassie didn\\u2019t answer.\\xa0
\\u201cNope, guess not.\\u201d\\xa0
Blake looked down at her cat, Dean.\\xa0
\\u201cSorry buddy.\\u201d\\xa0
She stood, as the cat looked up at her completely disappointed.\\xa0
Blake crossed the small, messy dorm room as another knock came.\\xa0
\\u201cI got it.\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cHuh?\\u201d Cassie mumbled.\\xa0
Opening the door, Blake was greeted by Maggie from down the hall. The girl beamed at her from behind a pair of thick glasses.\\xa0
\\u201cHere.\\u201d She thrust a pink heart shaped box at Blake.
\\u201cUh, thanks. I guess.\\u201d Blake said, taking the box.\\xa0
Maggie frowned. \\u201cIt\\u2019s not from me. It was sitting on the table in the lobby with your name on it.\\u201d
\\u201cOh, thanks.\\u201d A box of candy\\u2026 for her? There was nobody she could think of who\\u2019d do something like that.\\xa0
\\u201cGoing to the Valentine\\u2019s dance tonight?\\u201d Maggie asked, before Blake could shut the door.
\\u201cNope, got a paper to finish.\\u201d
\\u201cThat sucks.\\u201d
Blake shut the door. It really did suck, but not for the reason Maggie thought. She was struggling with the assignment, dragging her feet on it since day one. Now the deadline was looming.\\xa0
There was a pink envelope taped to the box\\u2019s front with Blake\\u2019s name written in glitter. Inside was a Valentine\\u2019s card with a cute cat on the front which read \\u2018Your purrrfect\\u2019.\\xa0
Underneath the card\\u2019s message was another, written in red ink. It read \\u2018Roses are red, violets are blue. I choose you. Meet me under the east bleachers at 8 pm\\u2019.
\\u201cWhat\\u2019s that?\\u201d Cassie asked.\\xa0
\\u201cIt\\u2019s alive.\\u201d Blake answered.\\xa0
\\u201cHuh?\\u201d
Blake rattled the box. \\u201cSomeone left me a Valentine\'s gift.\\u201d
\\u201cYou got a secret admirer.\\u201d
\\u201cGuess so, they want me to meet them tonight, under the bleachers.\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cProbably some townie rapists looking to assault a rich college girl.\\u201d
\\u201cI\\u2019m not rich.\\u201d
\\u201cThey don\\u2019t know that. Pop that fucker open.\\u201d Cassie said, sliding forward on her bed. \\u201cBet there\\u2019s a human heart inside.\\u201d
\\u201cNope, candies.\\u201d Blake answered, popping a chocolate into her mouth.\\xa0
\\u201cDamn.\\u201d Cassie groaned. \\u201cGonna meet this mystery admirer?\\u201d
\\u201cNo time for love Dr. Jones. I\\u2019ve got a paper to finish.\\u201d Blake pet the cat, still lounging on her bed, before picking up her coat and book-bag. \\u201cI\\u2019m off to the library. Billy\\u2019s letting me in.\\u201d
\\u201cOh kinky.\\u201d Cassie laughed. \\u201cThere\\u2019s your secret heart sender.\\u201d
\\u201cBilly? I\\u2019m pretty sure he\\u2019s gay.\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cWell, so are you.\\u201d Cassie stated.
\\u201cIt doesn\'t work that way. He doesn\'t have the kind of\\u2026 parts I like.\\u201d
Blake slipped on her coat, and rested the strap of the book-bag on her shoulder.\\xa0
\\u201cWhat about you, meeting Steve at the dance?\\u201d\\xa0
Cassie\\u2019s gaze drifted over to her phone lying on the bed next to her.\\xa0
\\u201cNaw, he\\u2019s busy tonight. Just gonna chill here with the cat and some TV.\\u201d
\\u201cOh, sorry. I knew you were looking forward to it.\\u201d\\xa0
A smile crept across Cassie\\u2019s face. \\u201cHey, we could go together.\\u201d\\xa0
Blake could see the hopeful look in her friend\\u2019s eyes, which made what she had to say painful.
\\u201cI\\u2019m sorry\\u2026 I-I wish I could.\\u201d She said. \\u201cIf I don\\u2019t hunker down and finish this paper\\u2026 I can\\u2019t screw up. My parents sacrificed a lot to get me here.\\u201d
She could feel her heart start to beat a bit faster as she imagined going back home after flunking out\\u2026 the disappointment etched into her parents\\u2019 faces.
Blake felt sweat trickle down her cheek as she started to breathe more rapidly.\\xa0
\\u2018Control\\u2019, she told herself, taking in a deep, slow breath.\\xa0
\\u201cDon\\u2019t worry about it. I wasn\\u2019t totally serious about it.\\u201d Cassie said, perhaps sensing her friend\\u2019s stress. \\u201cI\\u2019m better off staying in tonight anyway.\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cEverything okay?\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cYeah, just a little bummed. Nothing big.\\u201d
\\u201cYou sure? I could stay.\\u201d
\\u201cI\\u2019m sure. Go. Get that paper done.\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cOkay. I\\u2019m sorry.\\u201d
\\u201cDon\\u2019t be. I never am.\\u201d
Blake stepped out into the hallway, making her way past a group of girls all dressed up for the dance, before stepping outside into the bitter February air. The cold cut through her as she started across campus.\\xa0
Taking a pair of earbuds from her coat, she hit \\u2018play\\u2019 on her phone. She\\u2019d put together a mix for tonight\\u2026 something to get her motivated and keep her going.\\xa0
Walking along a lit path, snow and ice crunched under Blake\\u2019s boots. Taking in a deep breath of cold air, she felt her heartbeat going back to normal.\\xa0
Since middle school, Blake had suffered panic attacks. She had trouble keeping her grades up\\u2026 trouble fitting in. She\\u2019d found ways to cope with it over the years with the help of the school counselor, Miss Cheryl.\\xa0
Getting this paper finished would relieve a lot of stress.\\xa0
Most of the campus buildings were dark, only lit by a few lights left on inside and some spotlights outside. So many shadows, perfect for a townie to be lurking. Blake wanted to laugh off Cassie\\u2019s comment, but here\\u2026 alone in the night\\u2026 she wasn\\u2019t so sure it was something to laugh at.\\xa0
Stopping to adjust her heavy book-bag, Blake became aware of something as the song she was listening to faded out. Footfalls on the snow.\\xa0
She turned, picturing a salivating pack of townie boys ready to pounce.\\xa0
Ready to swing her book-bag like a mace, Blake wouldn\\u2019t go down without a fight.
She turned and found herself face to face with a campus security guard.
\\u201cHey\\u2026 hey miss.\\u201d The man nodded. \\u201cWhere are you headed tonight?\\u201d\\xa0
Not wanting to get Billy in trouble, she fibbed.\\xa0
\\u201cMeeting a friend to study.\\u201d She smiled.\\xa0
She noticed his name-tag read \\u2018Stu\\u2019. He looked like a \\u2018Stu\\u2019 Blake thought.
\\u201cI see, nose to the grindstone and all that. Commendable.\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cThanks.\\u201d\\xa0
Blake could feel his eyes on her as she continued on. She felt a little better knowing there was somebody out keeping watch while most of the campus was at the dance.\\xa0
The library, designed in the mid-sixties, stood out against the rest of the campus which had been renovated in the last few years.\\xa0
She knocked on the staff door around the building\\u2019s back. After a few minutes of standing around waiting, and thinking Billy wasn\\u2019t even in there, the lock clicked and the metal door opened.\\xa0
A young man, a thin shadow of stubble covering his lower face, peeked his head out. His eyes darted back and forth before stopping on Blake.
\\u201cIs it secret? Is it safe?\\u201d
\\u201cBilly.\\u201d Blake said, wearily.\\xa0
He smiled broadly. \\u201cSorry, couldn\\u2019t resist\\u2026 all this clandestine shit.\\u201d
\\u201cIt was your idea for me to use the staff entrance.\\u201d
\\u201cDidn\\u2019t want somebody seeing you come in the front after hours. Old man Styles would have my ass for breakfast.\\u201d\\xa0
Blake shivered as the wind gusted. \\u201cGonna let me in already? My non-existent lady balls are freezing off. \\u201d
Billy stepped aside and Blake entered what appeared to be the library\\u2019s office area\\u2026 a cluttered mess of desks and cabinets. From somewhere in the library, Elvis crooned away as they stepped into the main room. Only half lit, the library was a maze of bookshelves and shadows.\\xa0
\\u201cFeel free to set up shop anywhere, I\\u2019ll be down here doing inventory awhile, so don\\u2019t worry about getting the boot.\\u201d
Blake smiled. \\u201cThank you for this. There\\u2019s just too much chaos back at the dorm to focus, besides Cassie didn\\u2019t go out tonight.\\u201d
\\u201cOh, she didn\\u2019t go to the dance?\\u201d
\\u201cNaw,\\xa0 got stood up.\\u201d
\\u201cKind of the same for me, all my help bailed so they could go to the dance.\\u201d
\\u201cWell, at least you got the King.\\u201d
\\u201cMusic isn\\u2019t gonna be a problem is it?\\u201d\\xa0
\\u201cNope. Brought my own.\\u201d Blake pointed to her earbuds. \\u201cWhere\\u2019s it coming from anyway?\\u201d
\\u201cOld man Styles has a record player hooked up to the PA. He\\u2019s got a shit ton of vinyl in his office.\\u201d Billy pointed over his shoulder at the head librarian\\u2019s office. \\u201cHelps the night go quicker.\\u201d
Blake headed upstairs, and plopped down at a desk off in a corner.
With her paper and reference material laid out on the desk, Blake popped open an energy drink and took a sip.
\\u201cSweet, sweet caffeine.\\u201d\\xa0
She un-paused her music and got to work.\\xa0

Cassie\\u2019s finger hung over the \\u2018send\\u2019 button. How long ago had it been since she\\u2019d sent it? She wasn\\u2019t sure.\\xa0
She read the message again:\\u2019 I know about the two of you\\u2019.\\xa0
The message remained unseen by Steve. A part of her regretted sending it, the part that still loved him\\u2026 even though she\\u2019d seen them together.\\xa0
Fuck it. Fuck him, the shit.
\\u201cMore Cheaters coming up.\\u201d The TV promised.\\xa0
Cassie pet the cat lying next to her.
\\xa0
\\u201cHere I am on Valentine\\u2019s Day, petting my gay roommate\\u2019s pussy, watching Cheaters all alone.\\u201d\\xa0
Cassie groaned, tapping the back of her head against the wall.\\xa0
\\u201cSorry kitty, but I gotta bounce.\\u201d\\xa0
Cassie put on some lipstick, looking at herself in the mirror.
\\u201cFuck you Steve.\\u201d\\xa0
Putting on her jacket, Cassie looked at the cat curled up on her bed.
\\u201cI\\u2019ll leave the TV on for you. Learn from Cheaters pal\\u2026 don\\u2019t fall in love.\\u201d
Snow had begun to fall, whipped along by the wind. Cassie was in the mood to do something bad.\\xa0
She could head to the dance, maybe find some action there. No, all those couples\\u2026 dancing\\u2026 kissing.\\xa0 She\\u2019d feel more alone then back in their dorm room.\\xa0
Instead, Cassie headed towards the library.\\xa0
She hugged herself as wind blew across the path, swirling snow in its wake.\\xa0
Cassie approached the sliding glass doors and peered inside.\\xa0
She knocked on the glass.
\\u201cHello? Anybody around?\\u201d\\xa0
She shivered and knocked on the window again. There seemed t'