6. - – Him
CHAPTER SIX
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HIM
I scroll through every photo of Cass I have saved and the ones I’ve made.
Hopefully, she’s a fan of those. She hasn’t opened any of my messages yet.
It’s not like her to ignore me. I settle into my mom’s couch.
I hate being here, but I’m twenty minutes from Cass and can keep an eye on this new guy she’s decided to let into her life.
He won’t last, just like the others. But I don’t like being toyed with. She’ll realize that sooner or later.
The message of her telling me she loves me illuminates my screen, bringing me life. She does love me, she’s lost right now and needs to find her way back to me.
I do the usual scroll of her social media and notice that she changed her relationship status to “committed”. Anger consumes me. One date. One fucking date and she’s his already? No! I won’t allow it.
“Mom, I’m taking a drive. Need anything?” I know she’ll ask a dozen questions, so I try to make it fast.
“Where are you going? It’s late, dear.”
“Just for a drive to clear my head. I’ll bring back oatmeal cookies, need some air,” before she can protest, I leave and lock the door behind me.
The night air is crisp as the sunset begins to darken the world. Cass loves sunsets. They’re her favorite color, she says.
The radio plays a mix of sappy love songs and old pop breakup tunes.
This isn’t cutting it. I’m angry. She can’t choose him.
I won’t allow it. I switch the playlist to my personal one.
The song Bodies blasts through my shitty speakers, making me grip the steering wheel in anticipation of seeing her again.
When I arrive at her building, I see movement through the open curtains.
You’d think with the knowledge and evidence of a stalker that she’d be more careful.
I’m glad she’s not, though. I watch through the cracked window as she and the idiot hug and smile to one another.
It makes my blood boil, my skin feels like it might slough off.
I call her, watching as she dances to her phone and ignores the call, immediately returning to him. “No!” I scream and dial again. Voicemail. Again. Voicemail. I try a dozen times, but she’s turned her phone off. She just doesn’t know what she’s doing. I’ll show her. After I eliminate him.
I watch for two hours until I see him leave.
He gets into a black truck and drives away.
I take the opportunity to run into her building.
There’s always a few people willing to hit the buzzer to open the front door without answering the PA system.
My heart is racing, I’m finally about to be alone in a room with her.
I gently touch her panties in my pocket, the silk and lace igniting my senses.
If I don’t slow down, I’ll fuck this up.
She’ll be mine tonight, one way or another.