Chapter 9: He's Still There

After the shower, he asked his driver to drop me off at home, my body hurts in places I didn't know could hurt.

“Here comes the slut,” my neighbor greeted. 

“Not today,” I replied nonchalantly, shutting the door.

I looked around and Papa was nowhere to be seen, thank goodness he wasn't around, I was not in the mood to exchange words with him.

I took off my gown and wore something comfortable. As I was about to take a nap a notification entered my phone. 

‘I enjoyed your body’ from Damien, with a payment receipt. I felt like a whore, but of course it was my body he enjoyed, not that he liked me. Out of anger I deleted the app, promising myself that was the last time we would cross part. 

I tossed the phone to the side and slept off.

“Urg,” I screamed out of frustration as notifications kept coming in. It has only been two hours of sleep. 

I unlocked my phone to see messages from an unknown number. 

“You deleted the app?, why?,” I stared at the message for a minute and it clicked. It was Damien. How the fuck did he get my number. 

“What do you want from me?” I replied his message. 

“I can't get you off my head,” he replied immediately. 

I stared at the text for minutes not knowing what to say. I finally decided not to reply, he probably doesn't know what he's saying.

After a few hours of studying I texted Sofia.

“Want coffee? Same place.”

“Sure boo, I'm so bored,” she texted back.

We finalised a time to meet. I did some chores around the house, and would get the necessary things I need when I'm back. 

“Shit.” I screamed checking the time on my phone, it was already getting late. I dressed in a casual outfit and left for the coffee place.

I spotted Sofia sitting at the spot we sat last time. She waved at me when she noticed me.

“I have missed you,” she said dramatically. I rolled my eyes at her.

“So spill it,” she said softly tapping the table. 

“The sex was nice but there is a problem,” I said nervously.

She was silent waiting for me to talk.

“He texted me through the app, I deleted the app, and then he texted through sms, how the fuck did he get my number,” I broke down laying my head on the table.

“We got an obsessed man,” Sofia said excitedly. 

“Why are you always excited for the wrong things?” I asked, voice low.

“Wrong? It depends on how you see it boo.

I looked up, widening my eyes. “He owns my school Sofie,” I said in a very babyish voice.

“So you aren't going to reply his text because of that?” She asked like I was committing crime. 

“Obviously,” I shrugged.

“Let's see how that goes,” she sipped her coffee. 

We talked about random things, laughed and when it got dark went our separate way.

I got home to meet a drunk Victor. “You're fucking kidding me,” I yelled. 

He looked at me, opened his mouth but closed it, he was too drunk to speak.

He was laying on the floor, I bent down to his level. “I won't spend a dime if something happens to you, and who knows if you would survive this time,” I walked away not wanting to see his face.

I went ro bed, not wanting to think about my day, I smiled a little when I thought of Sofia.

My alarm woke me up, I freshened up and left for school. I didn't bother checking up on Papa.

“You got new clothes, that's surprising,” Chloe laughed at me. It was going to be a long Monday and I wasn't ready for her trouble.

“Don't you have something better to do?” I asked frustrated by her dry jokes.

“You aren't allowed to speak to me,” she yelled. 

“You're just a spoilt brat, go do what you do best, spending Daddy's money,” I mocked and walked out.

She always thinks she has control over everyone because her dad was fucking wealthy.

“We'll be having our annual event, Elena you would be representing your class as always,” the teacher explained. 

I nodded. We always had an annual event gathering to appreciate the founders of the school. I have never seen Damien show up, I hope it remained that way.

After a long day of lectures I went home to relax my head, and practice for the event.

I felt the sudden urge to check if Damien dropped another message, there was nothing in my box, just the last message I didn't reply. I don't know why but a part of me felt disappointed. 

“Don't be sad Elena, this is exactly what you want, for him to forget you,” I whispered to my self. 

I took a little nap and went for my evening shift, it was quiet at the diner, no Chloe drama just Sofia who was always happy to see me walk in.

After my shift was over, I was walking home as usual when I noticed someone following me. I tried to walk faster, but the stranger also fastened his pace. And before I knew it he was in my front, it was Marcus. 

“What the fuck Marcus, are you trying to scare me to death?” I screamed at him.

He looked at me like he was trying to confirm something. “I heard you now sleep around for money,” he said with an accusing tone.

“What you hear about me is none of my business,” I said moving aside to continue my walk but he stopped me.

“So what was the difference? You could have just slept with me instead of sleeping around,” he mocked.

“I rather sleep with twenty men than sleep with you, and if you try stopping me again, you would see how angry I can get,” I walked out furiously.

“You would be mine whether you like it or not!” He screamed as I walked out.