His revenge obsession

NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES YOU TRY TO RUN AWAY FROM ME, I WOULD ALWAYS FIND YOU AND BRING YOU BACK BECAUSE YOU BELONG TO ME, YOUR SOUL, YOUR BODY, EVERYTHING.

I felt a shiver down my spine.

~ IVY ~

"Ivy, can you pass me those cans?"My colleague shouted from the other corner of store

MEET ME!

I am IVY!

A simple girl who works at a store as a waitress.

It's the least job I can find instead of just wasting my time sitting lazily at home.

I love my job very much. It's less stressful and of course entertaining.

I get to see different faces everyday.

Different Faces with different tastes.

"Okay, okay! I can hear you clearly so stop shouting Yvonne", I replied with a giggle.

After some time, Yvonne came with a broom in her hands.

"All finished ivy, and we are the last people remaining again" she said.

"Yep. I guess we are just like always." I shrugged my shoulders.

But just then we heard some footsteps.

I turned to see a very handsome tall man of about 6ft

He took calm steps towards me as he placed some things on the desk which were duct tape, rope, knife and a can of coke.

"Are you going to murder someone?", I asked in a friendly teasing tone.

"Maybe darling...", he said in a deep voice.

I chuckled and started scanning.

This city is really weird.

"That will be a bill of about...ughm....6 dollars" I said while glancing at him.

He was still staring at me even after I told him his bill.

"Do you need anything else sir?' I asked.

"Yes..you...",he calmly stated.

I get this a lot.

I'm used to it already.

Customers are always finding ways to get into my panties.

At first, I did get angry but Yvonne told me it's no big deal and I should just overlook it, ignore them and continue my business.

That is if I am not interested.

"Thank you for coming. Money please" I said trying to control my anger.

Though it was the middle of the night, I was not expecting him to be desperate.

He seemed like a really rich, decent guy at first.

He smirked, placing a 100 dollar note at the desk.

I quickly turned around to give him his change before realizing he was gone.

"Hmmm? Where did he go?" I wondered.

If he doesn't come back tomorrow for his change, I will as well keep this money in my Piggy bank.

Customers tend to forget their change and come back for it the following day.

But I don't think he would mind if I took his change.

Come on, don't judge me.

He looks rich.

I mean filthy rich.

I don't think he will mind if I take the remaining balance.

Yvonne came out with a bag hanging on her shoulders as I came out from my trance on what to do with the change.

"Ivy Let's go"she stated.

She closed the windows while I switched off the lights and moved aside for her to lock the marts.

We both left the mart and parted ways at some point.

Afterwards, I continued the journey alone, humming to myself. I hadn't walked too far when I heard a sharp scream.

It sent a shiver down my spine.

I tried ignoring it but then I heard it again. Out of curiosity, I traced the sound and led myself to an abandoned building.

I witnessed a man being tied to a chair bleeding.

The scenery was horrific.

Then my eyes noticed a shadow behind the tied up man.

I watched as the person stood walking right in front of the man and I froze.

It was the same man from the mart.

At that moment I heard a faint bang.

He had shot the man with a silencer.

I instantly screamed, but then realized my mistake.

The man's eyes turned to me, and I instantly turned around, running.