Lena I greeted her with a forced smile "Mrs. Walker" Jake growled at her, but not aggressively, it was only a sign of warning. Maybe it was she, who was following me after all and not that psycho stalker. Thankfully, I could handle her better than him. "Jake no" I ordered. "Keep him in line" she firmly raised her voice, like she was the one ordering things around. Jake didn't even listen to me; he only took orders from Max. "I will try" I politely replied, even though politeness wasn't the easy choice. It was clear to me that she felt like protecting her son from me, from everything I was and did, but that frowned look on her face was so annoying. I wanted to be polite, at least, to her but she getting on my nerves like no one else before. Whatever she had done or said to me, I couldn't ignore the fact that it was his mother and she cared. She cared in her own way but still. "Is Maximus upstairs?" "No, he'll stay late at work tonight" "So, it's just you then" That

Lena "I can't let you do that" I coldly said. "You don't participate in the decision-making process, angel" he smirked with those deranged eyes. I stood up with difficulty, I still felt a little dizzy but I had to put an end to this! I walked slowly to him. My heart was pounding and I felt so scared, but being scared wasn't an option right now. I sat on the couch not very close to him, and begged "What do you want? I'll do anything, just don't hurt them, please" "Oh, my angel" he whispered and slowly came closer to me. He put the tip of the gun on my cheeks "I want you..." He slowly took the tip of the gun to my lips and softly said "Those lips... I have been fantasizing about kissing them for months..." Months?! He leaned to my neck and inhaled deeply. I felt his wet lips on my skin and I shivered with disgust. I took a deep breath, I had to think fast. "You like it" he almost whispered. I wanted to correct him, but there was no point... He kept touching my lips with the

Lena I spend three days in the E.R. and then they transferred me into another room. It was a single room, Max arranged that and it was like a five-star hotel. I guessed this was how the wealthy got treated at the hospital. Since I felt way better, it was time to talk to the police. I didn't really understand why I had to, they had the CCTV footage, why did I have to narrate every little detail? I didn’t want to but it seemed I had no other choice. Everything happened so fast, for a while I thought I dreamt the whole thing, but the wounds on my body showed otherwise. I still felt scared, even though I knew he was dead. Those unsettling eyes of his, would always stay on mind as an unforgettable and horrible memory. I had plenty of those, but life decided I needed more. The female police officer asked me plenty of question and I described all the events in detail, she even asked the same questions repeatedly. Even what time it was when he shot me, like I had the time or the mind to

Lena Two weeks had passed since getting out of the hospital and honestly, I felt way better. My body was healing faster than it should. And most importantly, I decided to deal with my past instead of swiping everything under the rug, because that was the source of my every trauma and that wound must close at some point, I couldn’t live in quilt any longer. I just came back from my third therapy session and even though I was totally against that and thought that I needed no stranger to learn about my life nor help me in any way, I was happy to be wrong. It was time to put my life in order. My therapist, she is the most patient and understanding person I have ever known, besides Max. She didn’t make me feel uncomfortable and she didn’t rush things. For the first time in my life, I felt proud of myself, somehow stronger and I hoped that it wasn't just an illusion. That pessimistic idea at the end of my every thought must stop, that was something my therapist insisted on and I

Max I don't think that I have ever laughed harder than I did today. I was sitting on the couch, watching Lena trying to get dressed, enjoying the show. Jake got so excited, while Lena was getting ready for our wedding. Somehow, he thought that it was playtime. He grabbed her dress with his mouth and ran up and down the apartment for like an hour. Lena, almost naked, chased him while laughing, as wagged his tail proudly like he did something great. After she finally put her dress on and tried to fix her hair and make-up, he jumped so many times to lick her face and made her laugh even more. My dog had a weird obsession with her for sure and I couldn't blame him. She came down the stairs, wearing a black summer dress and black sandals, so simple and yet so beautiful. She had her straight hair falling loosely on her shoulders and had only a soft red lipstick on her lips. I would devour those lips later. I sighed at the sight of her. Fuck, she was so damn beautiful. "I like that gr