Chapter Two

Aminas POV

I ran as quickly as I could through my maze of a house. I quickly dialed nine-one-one as I ran. "911 what's your emergency?" The voice on the other end asked. "My name is Amina Jordan. A stalker broke into my house" I said as I entered a room and hide in the closet. "Okay Ms. Jordan can you give me your address and I'll have officers there shortly?" The operator said. I rattled off my address quietly "Thank you. I want you to stay on the phone with me. Officers should be there soon" The operator said. "Okay" I whispered.

I hide in the closet for about fifteen minutes before I heard footsteps. "Ms. Jordan!" I heard a man shouting. "This is officer Carmichael! Can you please come out?" The officer yelled. "Okay the police are here" I said. "Okay I'm glad your safe" The operator said and hung up. I texted John as I emerged from the closet and walked out into the hallway. "Thank god you're here" I said seeing the officers. Officer Carmichael pulled me to the side while his partners searched my home. "Can you tell me what's going on?" He asked.

I explained everything to him. The stalker started texting me right around the time I started filming for Where His Heart Is. At first it was just direct messages on my social media accounts. Then it escalated to him having my phone number. I told him how I changed my phone number several times already but he always managed to get it. I mentioned the text message from the premier today and showed it to him. "Well Ms. Jordan we'll investigate it further" Officer Carmichael said. "Thank you" I said with a small smile.

"Amina!" John said rushing in. Officer Carmichael reached for his gun "It's okay he's my manager" I said. The officer moved his hand away as John approached. He pulled me up into a hug and I sighed. "I got here as quick as I could" He said. "I know" I said. "Well it looks like however the stalker was fled the house" another officer said as he joined his partner.

I sank down onto the couch and cried into my hands. John rested a hand on my shoulder. "Were you able to get any evidence?" He asked. "No unfortunately there wasn't any blood on the floor or bed from her punch" The officer said. "We'll get you the security tapes to see if you can see his face at all" John told the officers. They nodded and went on their way. John sat down next to me on the couch and pulled me into a hug.

"What am I going to do?" I asked with a sniffle. "We'll think of something" John said gently. He continued to hold me as I tried to calm down. "Why don't you go to one of the other rooms to sleep. I'll stay here as well" He said. I nodded my head and walked to the room I hide in and quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning I shuffled my way into the kitchen. I fumbled around for a cup and made a pot of coffee. John came in a few minutes later and grabbed a cup for himself. "How are you holding up?" He asked me. "As well as can be expected I guess" I said with a shrug. We made our way to the living room and I turned on the TV. I flipped the channels until a new story caught my eye.

"Actress, Amina Jordan's house was broken into last night police reports say" The report said. I looked closely and saw they were in front of my gate. I groaned in frustration and shut the television off. "How did the press find out so fast?" I questioned. "I have no idea but you best believe I will find out" John said glaring at my closed front door. "So I was thinking about last night" He added after several minutes of silence.

"Well yeah it's kind of hard not to think about" I said taking a sip of my coffee. He rolled his eyes with a small smirk. "At least you still have your sense of humor" He said. "I think it might be best if you move" He said. "Move where?" I asked. "Somewhere small. I'm talking like average regular person small" John said. "The only people who would know where this house is would be you and me" John added.

I tilted my head as I thought the idea over. "That might be good" I agreed. "Okay then I think it would be best if you hired personal security to live with you" He added. "That sounds good" I said getting up for another cup. John followed me and I poured us both fresh coffee. "Then that settles it. I'll find you a low key house and bring you the top three" John said already pulling out his phone. "Thank you for everything John" I said. "Don't even mention it" He said giving me a hug then leaving.

I cleaned my dishes before going to my bedroom. My hand hovered over the door knob in fear. "He's not here anymore Mina" I muttered to myself and took a deep breath. I slowly opened the door to see my bedroom practically destroyed. "What the hell" I said as I looked around. The officers must of just tossed everything around while looking for 'evidence'. I huffed and started tidying up. Eventually everything was back in it's place and I changed the sheets on my bed.

I got down on my knees to fix the skirt on the bed when I noticed a small crumple of paper. My brows knitted together in confusion as I reached for the paper. I pulled it open and gasped as my hand covered my mouth. 'You shouldn't have rejected my love Amina. You will pay for this' It said. I ran down to my living room and picked up the card that the officer had given me. "Hello Officer Carmichael?" I asked. "Yes this is he" He said. "Hi this is Amina Jordan from last night. I have something I think you'll want to see" I said.