Elizabeth
I stood two blocks away from the precinct, that's how obsessed I am with stalking my new found toy. How did I get the information that he works here? Well, I've got my ways. I went through my back door yesterday to eavesdrop on their conversation. That's how I found out he was Mrs. Hamilton's grandson and that he worked at a precinct just two streets away from where I lived. But some of their conversations didn't add up. I heard a lot of weird stuff like guns ,blood, drugs , organs , killings , clan and some other gory things. Cops deal with that kind of shit right? so there's no big deal right ? Right ? Anyways,Jobless little me has got all the time in the world, so I stood there thinking of a reasonable excuse to enter the precinct. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and started walking towards the massive building. I'm about to lie to the cops. I walked into the precinct ,with drops of tears staining my cheeks. I had to hit my foot on a pavement to force the tears out and look believable when I present my issue to the cops. I stepped in, jerking my hands so it'll appear as if they were trembling. I scanned the building real quick and caught sight of my target just as an officer approached me. He trained his eyes on me, particularly my ankle. There was a hint of irritation on his face as he stared at me. " Are you okay ma'am?" The officer asked. I gasped and lowered my voice as I batted my eyelashes at him." I need help,please help me." I whined. " whatever you need ma'am ,just calm down and describe your problem." He assured me,leading me over to the waiting area. I kept one eye on Eren, he was watching me too and obviously suspicious. Probably wondering what the fuck I was doing here. "I'm being stalked!" I whispered as I covered my mouth to suppress a fake sob. The officer bent to my level." You'll have to give me enough details ma'am and I promise to help in any way I can." I looked around frantically." Can we go somewhere more private? I don't feel comfortable in the open and I need someone that I can really confide in , maybe one of your most trusted officers that after speaking to him he would be the one to protect me for a while till I feel safe." My heart pounded in my chest as I arranged words in my head.If this works then I'll give myself a treat. "Alright ma'am, you'll get the help you need." He looked around and then snapped his hands towards Eren. A low smirk appears on my lips,the earth was on my side today. A low growl emanated from Eren as he made his way towards us,a snarl on his face. He sighed."This is Eren Scott, the officer in charge of stalking or any kidnapping case. He would be of best help to you." He patted Eren's shoulders and then left. I could literally hear the grinding of his teeth. He was clenching his fists like he was trying to stop himself from punching me. That brought a smile to my face and I turned to look at Eren who was glaring at the officer like he wanted to blow his head off. He followed him quickly." Sir, I will be leaving soon. Let Logan do it." " Why me?" The supposed Logan who had been busy scribbling away on a book protested. I assumed the policeman was the boss, or he was in a higher position than all of them here. Why the hell did I think he was a gangster or mafia lord? From what I'm seeing here,he's just a normal policeman. Maybe even a one of low rank but high ego. " You should have left like an hour ago but it looks like you want that night shift, so here's your chance."He said. " Don't forget to get her statement and check the CCTV for evidence or ask her to provide any if she has.Provide her with any help she needs."He said and then disappeared into a corner. It appears that the earth was really in my favour. "Alright! Let's get this over with." I batted my eyelashes innocently at him. "Your ankle looks fine." He gnarled. I moved closer to him. " Yep, like it has always been."My smile widened. "The paramedics I sent reported that the house was devoid of a soul, which was just five minutes after I left." "Oh, that was because I hid in the closet."I winked at him. I could hear him gritting his teeth. This was my payback and I haven't even started yet. He led me to an office, not bordering on offering me a seat. I didn't mind anyway and just sat down with a smirk on my face. " You're being stalked?" "Yep." " And you are sure of this ?" He raised a brow. "Of course." He remained silent, tapping his long veiny fingers on the desk."You know what? Let's cut to the chase. If you can pretend to have a broken ankle, then I have no reason to believe that you have a stalker, Mrs. Rhodes.It might be the other way round." That was the longest he had spoken since yesterday. "Have you ever heard of a lady stalking a guy?" I scoffed."So yes, I really do have a stalker and I need protection because I'm scared." He leaned back on his chair, fixing those blue eyes on me. He remained quiet for a long moment staring at me with a frown on his face. " Why are you here ?" I leaned in, not breaking eye contact. Maybe it's time I got to the point " I'm here for you." He raised a brow. "I want you," I said straight to his face. He scoffed. " I'm sorry, but I'll pass." Not my first rejection, so I was barely affected."That's your opinion, not mine." He leaned in, our faces barely an inch apart." Be careful what you wish for." "Nah, I like blind games." My voice was a low whisper. I would have begun seduction but not yet. He wasn't the type to crack from just one encounter. He was stubborn. He suddenly got up, walking towards the exit."Go home Elizabeth."He threw a last glance at me , opening the door for me. I stood my ground." I'm being stalked by Felix Sanchez and I request protection from you." Felix would actually start stalking me once he gets out of prison ,that's how obsessed he is. He dipped his hands in his pocket." If you want protection then hire a bodyguard!" I stood to my feet." That's why I'm here, name your price." He chuckled, the first rumbling sound I've heard from him. " I'm not for hiring Mrs Rhodes! you've got some nerve." The tone of his voice changed and for a moment I felt fear as he took slow strides towards me. " I've been watching you since that day at the restaurant. Whatever bullshit you're planning to pull off,take it to the clubhouse. I'm not interested in you or your body. You're becoming a nuisance and I don't think twice about getting rid of what irritates me." I swallowed visibly as my eye pricked. I felt a ting of pain when he said he wasn't interested in my body,it made me feel a little self conscious and body shamed. He just indirectly called me a whore and turned me down even before I made any move but I still won't stop. " I'm being stalked and I need protection. You can't refuse to help a civilian because it's the job of police officers." I snapped ,matching his raw energy. " Get out!" He roared. I flinched a little but I'm not backing down. " I already told you his name. He is pretty famous so you can get his pic anywhere. He comes mostly at night ......" He cut me off with a stern voice. " Don't push me. Get out and go find someone else you can fuck with !" His voice pierced throughout the air and into my skin. I then shut my mouth because I ran out of words. He was rude but what he didn't know was that I already have the upper hand. " Don't let me repeat myself. I'm not into whores, go get a life instead of chasing after men that are way out of your league." He snapped again when he saw I was unmoving. I tightened my fists as my chest heaved up and down. I should not cry, even if his words hurt me a little. But my eyes have a mind of their own and before I knew it , they leaked and his eyes widened in shock. I couldn't control it ,maybe because a lot of people had said so many bad words to me that I've become too sensitive. or probably because he doesn't even know me but he already thinks bad of me. Right now, tears rolled down my cheeks like a stream. They soon turned into sobs and the next thing I knew,I was already crying. I was crying loud enough to attract attention. Loud enough to push this bastard into a corner and force him to do what I want. He'll be my bodyguard,whether he likes it or not. All it takes is one order from his boss. He scoffed,his eyes blazing in irritation and anger. “Shut the fuck up!” He growled, taking an hesitant step towards me. Did I stop? Nope! At first the tears were real,I was actually hurt by his words but right now, I was faking it. He looked around, probably worried that I was creating a scene and his boss would barge in demanding an explanation as to why his client was crying. “ I want protection!” I sobbed, stomping my foot on the tiled floor. He stared at me,long and hard. His chest was heaving up and down as he clenched his fists. “Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fuck up or I swear I'll put a bullet through your skull.” His voice sliced through the air ,so chilling that I flinched a few times. But I didn't stop, because I knew where I was heading. He wouldn't dare point a pistol at me. The next second,he slipped his gun from the porch on his waist and pressed it on my temple with the other hand wrapped around my throat,squeezing the breath out of me. The pistol was pressed against my skin so hard I could feel and smell the metal. Cold sweat broke out on my neck as my fingers trembled. He wouldn't do it ,right? I don't lie,fear of death gripped my entire being like a vice. “ That's right , shut the fuck up.” He whispered in my eyes,his voice denoting a hint of mockery. Anger swirled through me. Bloody bastard! I should be scared for my life but I wasn't. Not anymore. And why was that? Because this blood bastard just fell right into my trap. Amidst my trembling body,a small smile crept on my lips as I stared at the open door. “What the hell is going on here?” Eren stiffened. I heard him utter a curse,he was in deep shit now. He had his back to the door and his boss was standing right there,his eyes widened in horror as he stared at his employee pointing a gun at helpless little me and choking the breath out of me. I felt his fingers tightened around my neck as he cursed again. Someone just lost his job.Elizabeth The only thought that ran through my head as I jogged down my street in the early hours of the morning was how to ruin Dwain's life. He called and texted me yesterday,apologizing for what he did but I didn't respond to any of it. After I left the precinct yesterday he came over to my place but I shut the doors on him. He finally left after waiting for hours and begging me to open the door. I expected to see Eren because the officer had promised to make him my bodyguard but there was no sign of him. I plan to place a call today to inquire about it. I need him around me if I'm to make him interested in me and partly because I don't feel safe around Dwain. I breathed heavily as I stopped to rest, not because I had been running for a while now but because of anger. I don't even know what I'm angry at anymore. My life? It's messed up. I continued jogging; it was still pretty dark; the only reason I started this early was because I didn't want my neighbours to see
Eren I let my hand fall from her neck and then I dropped the gun reluctantly. I really wanted to see her writhe in fear. I wanted her to watch as I turned off the safety of the gun and pulled the trigger. I wanted to see how she'd look with blood slipping down her pretty face with a hole in her head. Fuck! I'm so pissed right now. Pissed at the woman in front of me. I had the urge to snap her neck but stopped myself. I could actually do it and bury her body somewhere no one would be able to find her but I didn't want to cause any trouble till I went back to the States. I'm just here for a temporary job ,so I should ignore any other thing not related to my work. But this woman has been on my toes. I'm not interested in pussy for now,I've got a lot on my plate. She's making things hard for me. Slowly,I turned to face Orion. She probably thinks he's my boss. I scoffed, I wouldn't be wearing this crappy uniform if I had completed the job two years ago ,now I'm back here
Elizabeth I stood two blocks away from the precinct, that's how obsessed I am with stalking my new found toy. How did I get the information that he works here? Well, I've got my ways. I went through my back door yesterday to eavesdrop on their conversation. That's how I found out he was Mrs. Hamilton's grandson and that he worked at a precinct just two streets away from where I lived. But some of their conversations didn't add up. I heard a lot of weird stuff like guns ,blood, drugs , organs , killings , clan and some other gory things. Cops deal with that kind of shit right? so there's no big deal right ? Right ? Anyways,Jobless little me has got all the time in the world, so I stood there thinking of a reasonable excuse to enter the precinct. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and started walking towards the massive building. I'm about to lie to the cops. I walked into the precinct ,with drops of tears staining my cheeks. I had to hit my foot on a pav
Elizabeth His eyes found mine, a frown settling between his brows. " You ran into my car.You are the blind one here." His voice was hoarse, so hoarse that I shivered. It was him,I had half his face imprinted in my memory since that day in the restaurant and his long nails and veiny hands confirmed it. It was him ,that cold gaze. It's surely him but why is his skin so clean? There were no tattoos on his neck or even arms. Did he conceal them? " Because I didn't see you coming, you should have hit the brakes."I retorted, still sitting flat on my butt. "Get up, you're not hurt." He then turned and walked towards his cop car. Completely ignoring helpless little me. Gritting my teeth, I yelled ." Where do you think you're going !" He ignored me, got into the car and drove off. I watched as he pulled up into Mrs. Hamilton's garage two blocks from where I was. It suddenly occurred to me that he might be Mrs. Hamilton's usual visitor who always comes three times a we
Elizabeth Her house was nice and a bit too colourful for an old lady; the bright green rug, coupled with the peach painting on the wall, gave the living room a characteristic childish look. There were so many paintings on the wall which I think her granddaughter made. I had seen the young girl and her mum a few times when she came to visit, and she brought new paintings each time she came. I stepped in as she led me to the sofa. I placed the little gift I came with on the side table while pixie rolled up on the rug close to my feet. Plastering a fake smile on my face, I reached for the box of cookies and handed it to her. " I made this as an appreciation for helping me earlier." She took it, opened it and sniffed it. She snapped it closed and adjusted her glasses."Then you should join us, your friend and Alma are making pancakes.” Alma was her house help, and why did I suddenly have an idea that she was referring to Dwain? Besides, I knew he hadn't left because his ca
Elizabeth Feeling satisfied, I went on to put on some clothes and relaxed on the bed. Just as I was about to drift off into sleep, I suddenly remembered that I had a pet. I had forgotten all about Pixy, my dear dog. I had left her at my house since the morning, and now it was 4 pm. Quickly, I rushed out of the building to the garage, forgetting that I didn't have a car. "Damn it !" I cursed. Now I had to flag down a taxi on the streets. Half an hour later, I arrived at my house and guess what? My Ex boyfriend was sitting on the stairway with his hands on his head. This was why I didn't want to come home, dealing with him was exhilarating. He raised his head when he heard footsteps approaching. He looked haggard and drunk. "Lizzy! My love."He staggered towards me, and I didn't notice the rope in his hand. Gosh! He stank! I had to cover my nose with the back of my hand."Get out of here! You're polluting the air !" He attempted to grab me, but I dodged jus