Two days, two whole days. That's how long I haven't seen you for.
I know you can't be this divested about Olivia's death. She is a thing of the past. You are to make way for our future, which was why you left her.
So where are you now?
What have you been up to these past two days?
A stop by your house, you aren't there.
You called in sick.
Even your phone is off.
So where are you?
At your friends?
I don't even know who to call.
Did you die?
No, I can't allow my thoughts to go there. I doubt you would commit suicide over a girl like that.
Then where have you gone?
As I waited outside your place of residence, watching the old lady allowing her rat looking dog to shit on your step. I see a black SUV pulling up, when it drove off, there you were. With a backpack over your shoulders and a brown paper bag in hand.
You looked around, as if you could feel my eyes on you, the
Breaking the 4th wall with that one. But how crazy is this? Have any of you ever been stalked before? Let me know in the comments.
What do you even wear to your enemy's funeral? I mean, she is a dead bitch now. Does it even matter? I had no respect for her in life, so why should I when she is dead?I gave a heavy sigh, then pulled out an old ensemble, which was just a plain black dress with long sleeves, an oversized hat, and black heels.And even though I was dressing down, I still looked better than Olivia on even her best day."Well then, this is tragic.'' I said to my reflection, then watched the cigarette burn down to my fingers and felt a red mark.''Even in death, this bitch still finds a way to take you from me. Still find a way to weasel yourself in my life."This truly is tragic, I squeezed eye drops in my eyes so that when I get to the burial ground, fake tears will flow.I didn't want to attend Olivia's funeral, but Felix made me and then there was you. Sounding pitiful on a 1 am call. I know that you are hiding something, I won't stop until I find out what
I guess it is safe to say that now that Olivia was finally buried and put to rest; I am now Felix's best friend. I can't seem to shake the kid. He was over at my house more, visiting me at work and telling me all about his conquests. Well, more like the men that have conquested him. ''So yeah, I'm going out on this date tonight. The guy isn't so good looking, but he works for Apple, so I guess, you know.'' Felix said, as he applied lip gloss to his already shiny lips. "You mean Janio? With the weird cut hair and glasses?'' "Yeah.'' He laughed. I gave him a look. ''What not my type?'' Far from it, I think I should say something, no matter if it hurts his feelings or not. ''Don't you think you are moving a little too fast? I mean, this is your fourth guys this week. And Janoi? Well, I don't think you should even go there.'' Felix gave a sigh, rolling his eyes. 'I know you don't want to hear it, but I think y
I must admit, even though I haven't seen or heard from Felix in three days. It is quite refreshing. Plus, Russell and I have been spending quality time together. It is safe to say we are inseparable.Everything with Russell and me was great. Dad didn't mind our relationship, spoke business with my man and even call him son occasionally.Despite the talks around the office, Daddy Walker would threaten to get rid of anyone that bad mouths his little girl or her man.When will people understand that this is my world and they were just living in it?But not for long, because with the love I have for you, the place will implode and they will need to find somewhere else.For now, we will enjoy each other's company, like just yesterday. We went on a road trip just to go fishing. Two days before that; we flew to France for the film festival. We had sex on the private jet, in the elevator and the hotel's pool.And now, you are at my place, watc
The entire Sunday I was worried sick. No calls, no messages. Nothing. If you are dead or alive, I wouldn't know.You decline all my calls and ignore all my messages.'What is going with you?''Where are you?'Midnight and you are not home. The lights were on, but you weren't home.I sat in my car for hours, crying and waiting for you, but you showed.'Do you even care about me?'No, I can't think like that.What if something has truly happened to you?I should have bugged you care like I wanted to, it would have made it much easier to keep a track of you.I drove home with tears in my eyes, minutes to two and a pounding headache.'Damn you for making me feel this way. I love you and here you are, making me feel worthless.'I took a pill and passed out right there on the kitchen floor, with the empty bottle by my side.The next morning when I woke up, my eyes were swollen and red, but I can't c
Isabella Grey. Bella's flower shop. I read the sign as I held my head low and entered the overly sweet shop.'What? Don't tell me she spray perfumes in the air to make people think her flowers smelt good, and how does anyone even stand the stink of this place?'I strolled around, following behind Isabella the blonde without her noticing.This place is shabby, so was sign, and the owner. Fitting.'She should change the name to tacky.'I looked at the smiling portrait she had at the back, close to the cash register. Which gave a small insight about the florist and wanna be wedding planner.I could easily crush her dreams, open my own flower shop and steal all the customers, though it doesn't seem as if she gets much. She didn’t even have much flowers either, nothing but a hurry come up business.I ran my fingers over a few flowers, pricking my index finger along the way.
After convincing Felix that I don’t need company and getting home, I took a shower then got dressed in a strapless wine red evening gown that had a long split in the side. Pairing it with my second favourite red bottoms and a red clutch purse. I pulled my hair up in a half pony tail, securing it with a black diamond studded clip. I smacked my lips together after applying red lipstick. I have a date around town, and by date I meant to sit by myself, enjoying the lovely evening at the Grey Goose Lounge. Thanks to Felix and his chat with Isabella, I knew where to have dinner tonight. I spritz perfume on my neck and wrist, then stared at myself in the mirror before adding my final touch. Instead of using my own car, I got one of my father's drivers to bring me to the restaurant. "Darren, can you drive by Russell's place? I want to see if he is at home and would like to join me and my friend." But when we got there, Russell'
If it wasn't for Isabella screeches, I wouldn't have known that her date left. Leaving her to foot the bill. I watched as she became historically as I ate my Hasselback Tomato Caprese. Enjoy every bite. "Excuse me." I fanned a waiter down as he walked by. "Miss Walker?" "Sorry, but what is happening?" "Oh, her date left her with a three hundred-dollar bill." "Oh wow. Can she pay?" "I- I don't know." I nodded, "tell you what. I'll pay for her. No woman should go through such a- insult. Also, can I get another bottle of Leroy Domaine d'Auvenay Mazis and my dessert to go?" "Uh, of course." The waiter came back with my check, and Isabella's, along with my wine and dessert. "Imagine if he saw the twelve thousand dollars and some change I have to pay for my food." I laughed as I signed the cheques. "And please, keep me anonymous." I watched as Isabella dried her eyes and hugged the wait
Now I was too panicked to sleep, plus my mind was racing from thinking about who could have possibly been in my house. As I lay on the ground, biting the acrylics off my fingernails, I went over the names of all my exes in my head. Also, all the men that I have turned down. But always came up short, there were none that I could think of. But honestly, there was someone I could assume, even though I pushed their name to the back of my mind where it belonged. I curled into a ball with my knees to my chest. There are plenty of people out there that would want to kill me. And for good reasons too, most are my father's rivals and ex business partners. The rest didn't matter, and shouldn't matter, because there was no way they could reach me. Again I lay on my back, with my phone above my face, wondering who it could have been. "Who could have been so brave to enter my house." I asked myself. "I need security, but I can't let daddy know abou
Day 1 October 21stAfter doing yet another research, I have finally found someone that I hope to be the one.A young and ambitious woman, Chelsea Walker. Daughter of the man who caused my father to die, but I will put that behind me. Because what I am going to do with her will be so much worst.****Day 4 it took me 3 days, but I am finally here. With a new identity.****Day 6 I didn't realize that it was so hard to get a job at that fucking place, which is just a set back. But I have a plan, I just hope it works.****Day I don't give a fuck how much it is, I was getting frustrated, because nothing I did seem to be working.The only thing left for me to do now is kill that bitch and take her place.****I saw her today, in the coffee shop that she always visits just before work. The tail of her coat brushed against my leg and the smell of her perfume made me hurry to the bathroom and masterbated to the though
I used my elbow to hit Russell it the side and lucky for me the string broke when it did; I moved my head up so hard, hitting him in the face, it broke his nose.Russell cried out.I pushed him off me.His friend, who I thought would have left, tried to fight with me. When he grabbed at me, I twisted his hand back, then kicked it when the joint was and broke the bone.His cries were short-lived as I used the gun to shoot him.Russell used that to tackle me. He fell on top of me trying to get the gun out of my hands and at one point you did, but I managed to get it back, then used it to hit him in the temple.I got to my feet and laughed down at him."I should tell you, Russell, not because I am a female means I am weak. I only wanted you to talk just in case you got away, but now the only way you will get out of this house is if they are carrying your dead body out." I said, wrapping dish towels around my fingers."Did you know
I punched Russell in the under the chin, thinking that it would have made him stun. But it had no effect on him and he punched after me.I hardly had time to move out of the way, but Russell's fist did manage to hit the side of my head.I wrenched at the pain."You fucker," I spat out, but not before grabbing a hidden gun from beside my plate drain.I fired a wild shot, which got one of his accomplice in the chest."You won't shoot my, that was your second chance, and you didn't take it. You must love me more than you let on. But guess what, you won't get another chance." Russell mocked."And you know what? I am crazy. And truth is, I had my sight on you from I heard that you were Mr Walker's daughter. I honestly thought you would have been a little dumb bitch. You are, don't get me wrong."That's right, keep talking."I bet you are enjoying this. I bet that it turns you on, but you know what, just as I have killed your friend,
I shut my door with a sigh; I was sick of this. I hate having to be worrying and have people worrying over me.This reminded me of the time my mother cheated on my father, and after their divorce, she wouldn't leave us alone.She tried to convince me that my father wasn't a good man, and it almost worked, but then I realised she only wanted me around to have a sure income and a piece of the Walker's company.It went back to square one when my father won custody of me. She wouldn't leave us alone.She made it seem as my father was the worst, lied that he abused her.Then one day she just left us alone, sure she still messages from time to time and send postcards.But I never gave them a second thought. Most times, I wondered if she was the one to put this Russell guy up to it.I hope that those men had enough sense to bring him in, so I could get a little sense of peace tonight.There was a sound coming from my kitchen that made
When Ethan and I walked into work that Monday, all eyes turned towards us. At first, I don't know why.But when I looked up could see a big blown-up picture with my face, and the words.'Cheating whore.' All over it."It gets worse." My assistant Michelle said to me."How much?"I wish I didn't ask, because after I stepped out of the lobby and over to the elevators. There were half naked pictures of me everywhere, pictures that were obviously taken through my window."This is-" I couldn't get the words out. I could feel tears filling my eyes and all I could do was turn away with the intention of just going to work.I don't understand what I did to make this guy so obsessed with me.Just as I was about to enter the elevator when my father called me over to where he saw standing."Daddy, I'm so sorry." I said, wiping at my eyes."There is no need to be, baby girl, but that sick bastard will be sorry that he did this
I picked Ethan up early the next morning; I had to call his phone to make him hurry."Come on, we have a plane to catch."Ethan pulled his hat down his face, rested a leg on the ledge and ran a hand up his leg, moving up his blue flamingo printed shorts a bit."Yeah!" I laughed, honking the horn a few times.Ethan then turned around and did an awkward twerk."Shake it!" I honked the horn again.Someone whistled, while someone else yelled at us to keep it down.That made Ethan hustled down the steps and climbed in the front seat."Good morning." He gave me a quick peck."Good morning." Felix said from the back, startling Ethan."Felix." He said, instantly recognising him."Yes." Felix smiled."Nice to meet you. Chelsea speaks about you so much.""Does she?""Yeah, I feeling like I know you already. I have been wanting to see one of your exhibits, but with work and Chelsea, I'm super busy
And a month after Russell had his weird break down at the country club, I can now say that I feel safe. Thanks to the restraining order and the help that they got him.I can also safely say that Ethan and I were now openly dating.A much better man than my ex, someone that might just be crazier than Russell.But I have to tell myself that Ethan won't be anything like them, I hoped. So far, he was nicer and much more ambitious.He knew how to save for more than just a rainy day; he was very respectful and best of all. My father liked him, which he never normally did to any guy that I talked to. But maybe him being one of his best worker made it a plus.Their business golf play quickly turned to regular golfing on the weekends, and even inviting him to dinner at his place.They always said mother's knows best, but it was my father who knew what was best for me.I rolled over when the alarm went off and felt strong arms pulling me closer
"Fe, red alert." I said, talking into the speaker at his gate the next morning."Chelsea, you know the code. Get your ass in here."When I got up to his house, I didn't even put the car into park good enough before jumping out."Yeah there, where is the fire.""My dad sent me an email and I can't believe what it said."I was freaking out, and Felix had to pull me over to a seat."Calm down, breath. What happened?""The P.I. that my father put on the job said that Russell might have killed somebody.""No fucking way.""Yeah, and the reason why it was so hard to find anything about him is because his name might not even be Russell. The address he gave us at the company was a fake, so it is only making it all harder to find anything much on him.""Shit, this is serious." Felix said, running his hand through his hair, being careful to mess it up."I'm so scared.""You don't have to be. When they find him
I did nothing or said a thing to Russell after he broke the windows out of my car. I just left him to his abnormal ways.I acted as if I didn't see him following me; I acted as if I didn't know he was messing with my peace.Even though it was less than two weeks ago, I'm still not fully over what he said to me. I have to remember his harsh words and make sure to hold it against him.I didn't know why he was so obsessed with me, and it got worse overtime.It all started when he start working at our company, when I had him as my assistant. He would always just pop up in my office for no reason. He would always make sexual passes at me whenever we were alone.But what got him demoted was when he forced his tongue down my throat. Instead of getting him fired, I moved him to H.R. but I should have known that he would have kept it up, if anything, it only got worse.That made me do some research on who he was, which was taking longer to come than