"I'm okay mom, why?" I chewed on my bottom lip and stared down at Oliver.
"Damon said you've been acting-"
"Damon called you?" I interrupted what she was saying with a scowl on my face.
"Yes, what's wrong baby?"
"Nothing." I answered dryly, while Oliver took a fistful of my hair and aimed for his mouth.
"Talk to me baby. Why so scared?" She coughed. "Why are you withdrawing yourself from everyone there?"
"Mom, I'm fine. You know I'm not the type that socializes." I removed my hair from Oliver's hand and thought about Damon. How could he tell my mother? Since when did he begin to contact her?
"Do you need to come home?"
"Mom, I'm fine." I snapped, obviously irritated. "I'm kind of busy. I'll call you later, bye." I hung up and rolled my eyes.
Damon was such a snitch. He didn't have to tell my mother, considering the fact th
This chapter is dedicated to the people in Nicole's shoes, victims of stalking. Please, reach out to some one–report to the police. Get help! Open up and be fought for. Set yourself free from whatever grave danger you might be in. Speak out please before it is too late. I love you all and remember that the universe fights for good people.********************I was itching to be out of the pizza place that my gaze kept wandering around, scouting for the owner of the unknown number that frequently tormented me.I sipped my cup of Coca-Cola every now and then to suit the needs of my dry throat. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and the pit of my stomach felt sick."What about you Nicole?" Sara asked."Hm?" I snapped my head to Sara's direction."Have you seen the movie, friend request?""Sure." I adjusted on my seat
I stepped into the reception and made my way straight to the girl that stood behind a coffee brown desk with her head lowered and eyes glued to a magazine."Hi, I'm here to see Emmet Asa," I said with a straight face."Do you have an appointment with him?" She interrogated without taking her eyes away from the magazine."No." I chewed the insides of my cheeks.She raised her head and adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose. She squinted her narrow eyes at me and closed her magazine."And you're his-""Girlfriend." I answered before she could finish her question.
"Kurt, tell Jane what you did in Berlin!" I yelled at the TV with my head on Emmet's laps, referring to the season three of the movie blind spot that I had coerced Emmet into watching with me."I'm still wondering why I'm watching the season three of a movie that I've never seen it's season one." Emmet shook his head, glueing his eyes to the TV."The reason is love." I chuckled, adjusting my head on his laps. "But it's interesting, isn't it?""Yes, baby." He glanced quickly at me with a small smile on his face before returning his gaze to the TV.I concentrated back on the TV and was slightly irritated that Kurt Weller was keeping the truth from her all in the name of protecting Jane Doe. How I'd come to love this movie so much, I couldn't explain."Would you keep the truth from me if you were in Weller's shoes?" I turned my head to view Emmet's face."I believe it'd come
Emmet and I were done conversing with his parents so he led me to where his cousin brother stood, looking all classy. I was sure the song classic man was sang for this guy."Cousin!" The both exclaimed and hugged."Congratulations to you." Emmet beamed, shaking his hand while I stood behind him with my head lowered. "Where's your PYT?""She hates that name now." His cousin answered and they sniggered."Why?""She said she's a pretty young lady and not a pretty young thing.""Where are my manners?" Emmet asked no one in particular and put a hand around my waist. He brought me closer to his side and pl
Chapter 61I put on my hoodie and sling my backpack on one shoulder before stepping out of the room. I glanced from left to right before tiptoeing out of the house. Once I was outside, I took in a deep breath of the fresh air and walked into the dead of the night with my head lowered.I had a once over at Damon's house before I moved and made my way into a taxi. I pulled out my phone and texted Melanie, asking her for the address of Mr Robert. She gave me after asking what I wanted to use it for a hundred times.**************I was in front of what seemed to be like a mansion. The lights were still on, but it was pretty hard to see what was inside because of the blind folds. I waited outside behind a shrub, thinking of how to get into his