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A Stalker's Twisted Mind
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Her Stalker A Stalker's Admission
| Harley |Standing near the window, Brixton pulls me down on his lap, protectively curling his arm around my waist. I find myself leaning into his comforting hold and laying my head on his shoulder, finally releasing the breath I've been holding."Brixton, what are we even doing?"I ask again, almost as if my question is playing on repeat."I've been waiting for you to fucking tell me that exact answer."He grins at me when I look at him, our gazes locking intensely on each other."You know I fucking want you back, little bird...but the question is, do you fucking want me back?"His eyes glimmer like water under the moonlight as I peer deeply into his liquid blue orbs."Brixton, I want to be with you, but…"He puts his bloody finger to my lips to silence me, which works immediately the second I taste the metallic flavor of my blood in my mouth."Shh... I hate the fucking word but."He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear using his bloody fingers, making me cringe as the crimson subst
Her Stalker A Stalker's Guilt
| Harley |Being back on the T to head back to Cambridge, I've never felt more alone. And that says a lot...I didn't want to leave my old apartment, nor did I want to leave Brixton behind, but I have a life now and had to check myself back into reality.I have another date tonight, so I had to get back. Stacks is already blowing me up about why I haven't been back to my apartment. He'd flip if he knew I was with Brixton.Even though Stacks has been more of a father figure to me, he's overly possessive and told me numerous times he doesn't want me around Brixton.My body still aches like nobody's fucking business and the cuts from Brixton still throb every time I breathe. I'm fucked up, but happy that he's back in my life. As much as I want to take him back no questions asked, I need to know the things he's done that I'm not aware of.I sigh and lean back against the seat as the train comes to another stop.I think the only way for Brixton and I to move on and get back together is for
Her Stalker A Stalker's Weakness
| Harley |The second I step outside and turn my head, my jaw drops, and I rub my eyes as if they're playing tricks on me. I step cautiously toward him while he flaunts a deadly, sexy smile."You look beautiful tonight, Harley."No way is it him..."You do remember who I am, don't you?"He walks closer to me, finally standing under the light, which accentuates his features and lets me clearly see who he is."Um, yeah. I remember who you are, but I never caught your name back then.""It's Callum, which you know now.""Right, Callum."He gives my body a seductive once-over that has me sweating and shaking in the spot on the pavement my feet are glued to.He's the CO that was there when I visited Brixton in prison. I've only seen him once, so this is a huge surprise."I know you're shocked to see me, but I promise I didn't know who you were until after I booked the date and they sent me your picture…But Smut Slut, huh? That's a unique username."His statement makes me blush, and I can't
Her Stalker A Stalker's Ransom
| Brixton |Feeling like my throat is closing up and I can't breathe, I continue to pace around in my living room, anxiously waiting for the mother fucker who has Harley to text me back. There's a ringing in my ears that won't stop. My heart thumps like a horse's hoofs as they gallop wildly.I've been through some shit in my lifetime, but nothing compares to the shit I'm going through tonight.Callum has my little bird. He fucking has her and is holding her ass ransom. For what, though? I'm not too sure.My throat burns from chain smoking cigarette after cigarette, trying to get the nerves in my body to relax, but given the situation, it's obviously not working. I try not to look at my phone or the picture he sent me of her naked, blindfolded, and handcuffed to the bed, but my eyes keep darting back to it. It makes me sick to my fucking stomach, and holding the vomit down is harder than I thought it would be.I rush over to the garbage can in the kitchen just in time for the throw-up
Her Stalker A Stalker's Promise
| Brixton |"You'd better start fucking talking, Trig.""What.""The.""Fuck.""Did.""You.""Do?"He lowers his head and shakes it, running his hands over his face in complete shock, giving me the impression that he sure as fuck knows what Callum is talking about."Remember that hit we did down in Mexico for him all those years ago?""Yeah, how could I fucking forget? We were held and tortured for a fucking week until we broke free."I take a sizable drag off the blunt and hold the smoke in my cheeks as I gaze at the stars that twinkle above me and wonder if my little bird is okay."What the fuck about it? What did you fucking do that has him so fucking pissed off? I didn't do shit, so I know it's gotta be something your snake ass did."He sighs and shakes his head, giving me an apologetic look as I ball my fists at my sides with the blunt between my lips, trying to hold back from hitting him."Remember the package that we were supposed to bring back for him?"My gaze turns murderous
Her Stalker A Stalker's Vengeance
| Brixton |As much as I want to run after Callum and fucking kill him for all the evil, hurtful things he did to my little bird while he held her captive for Trigger's sins, I don't...just yet. But I fucking will. All in due time. For now, I stand like a fucking deer in headlights in her living room while she locks herself in her bedroom and sobs. I can hear her cries from down the hall. Trigger stays on the floor from when I hit him, just hanging his fucking head and shaking it."Yo, get the fuck up, Trig. Don't make me get you the fuck up.""We're fucking doing this?"I keep my voice low so I don't disturb Harley, but stern enough so that Trigger knows I mean fucking business. Trigger's done some dirty shit in his life, but I think even he knows that this is by far the dirtiest shit he's ever fucking done. Like the lowest of the fucking low."Yeah, now get the fuck up before I make you get up."He gets up without a fight, which isn't like him. But given this situation, we're both g
Her Stalker A Stalker's Justice
| Harley |As Brixton lies on top of me, motionless as can be, I can feel blood dripping from his wound and dripping all over my stomach.As the fire crackles and the wind blows, the obnoxious smell of burning flesh permeates the air around us. The smell makes its way right up to my nostrils, making me gag uncontrollably.They're gone. It's almost over… Almost over. I remind myself. Knowing that Stacks still has to be dealt with, seeing how he's the one who's at fault for this whole mess to begin with. I gently shake Brixton's shoulders to get him to move his heavy body off of me, needing to get my back off of the cold ground and the sharp, uncomfortable stick that's poking into my spine. But he doesn't respond. He remains motionless on top of me."Brixton?"Nothing.To find his pulse, I hastily press my fingers to the side of his neck. I eventually locate one, but he is barely hanging on.No, no, no, no, no!Adrenaline surges through me like a lightning bolt striking in the sky, and
Her Stalker A Stalker's Darkness
| Brixton |Darkness.That's all that I see. I try to open my eyes but they feel heavy. So fucking heavy. Like they're cemented shut. Like someone doesn't want me to open them.Darkness.Trying to open them feels like trying to lift a school bus full of kids. It's nearly impossible. So I stopped trying, and I lay here, allowing the darkness to swallow me whole like it wanted, cocooning me in its tight grip like a mother does her newborn baby.Darkness.Even though I can't seem to open my eyes, I feel warmth on my hand, and a sudden jolt of electricity zaps me, coursing through me at a rapid rate of speed.It's her.My little bird is here. I try to squeeze her hand but I can't tell if my grasp is actually working, but I still try. The darkness doesn't even bother me anymore. The fact that she's here is all that matters. We could be in the depths of hell, burning in the flames of the bastards before us, but as long as we're together, I don't give a fuck where we're at. Pain shoots throu
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