Pete86: And what are you wearing under the dress?

Lora: What do you mean?

Pete86: Maybe, you'll describe how you're taking that dress off...

Lora: Pete, what's this all about?

Pete86: I'm sorry. I just thought... Well, we know each other for a long time, and, since we can't meat up, I thought we could do it this way.

Lora: I don't think it's going to work.

Pete86: But why? Why you're being so secretive about yourelf. I want to know you closer. I like you. I realy do.

Lora: I'm sorry Pete, but I really can't talk about it.

Pete86: Is this cause you're afraid that I'll reject you because of your appearance? You should atleast give me a chance.

Lora: No, it's not that.

Pete86: Then what? Or you already have someone.

"Thump. Thump. Thump." - somebody was knocking in my front door.

Lora: Don't open.

Pete86: How do you know, someone's came.

Lora: Pete, you have to listen to me now.

Pete86: What does it mean?

Pete86: I have to open the door.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" - he was hitting the door with the back of his fist.

Lora: Listen! He won't stop. You should go to the bedroom. It's in the bedside table. Take the bottom drawer out, underneath there's a gun.

Pete86: I don't have a gun. What are you talking about?

Pete86: Wait a minute. Have you been in my house?

"Lora, little bitch, I know you're there. Open up!"

Lora: Do it now! If he breaks in - we'll know what to do.

Confused, yet I complyed. I headed to the bedroom. I was walking pass the corridor mirror as my side vision caught a glimps of my reflection. There was something wrong about it. I stepped back and looked into the mirror. I was wearing a burgundy dress with a mother of pearl earrings. "What the hell..." It was exactly as Lora described herself 20 minutes ago. I was wearing a make up and a long-haired wig as well. "Lora?". I was standing there confused, trying to put things together, when the sound of breaking front door came from the hall.

"Lora, I told you, I will find you! You should have answered my messages!" The man was coming closer.

I rushed to the bedroom, then to the bedside table. Under the bottom drawer I found a loaded gun, just as she sayd.

I took the gun and stood in front of the door. I heard his steps as he was comming up by the staits.

"Now I'll have some fun with you, Lora..."

The door has opened. A steel of knife blade glimpsed in man's hand. I shot.

What happened after doesn't matter.

There was no Lora since. We never spoke again. But I kind of can feel her within,  as a part of me, maybe the best one.