Chapter 24
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But then he says stuff like that. Stuff that keeps bringing me back to reality. The reality that he is someone dangerous and that someone dangerous is fixated on me.
"No." I said out flatly still chewing down this amazing sandwich letting out a small moan of approval while I was at it.
Private Number: "Stop moaning like that, baby."
I only cocked my eyebrow in response not understanding why I can't enjoy my food in the way that I liked. In my next bite the sauces that created the right cocktail made my taste buds go nuts.
"Oh my god!" I let out another moan while cupping my cheek in delight.
Private Number: "Baby, u really have to stop that unless u want to wake up little me."
"Little me?" I asked cocking my head in confusion. Did he have a little brother?
Private Number: "It's the me that will be impaling you on our first night ;)"
It finally hit me what he meant, and my face flared up as my eyes widens in shock not able to make a sound with my quivering lips.
Private Number: "God how can u be so innocent?"
"How vulgar!" I shrieked out.
Private Number: "It's not vulgar. That's how babies are being made, how we are going to make them." He concluded.
"S-Shut up!" My mind was in a state of a whirlpool too embarrassed to even make a comprehend sentence.
Private Number: "We will have to talk about it someday baby."
"No, we won't since we will never do that and stop calling me baby." I snapped with a still heated expression. All this time I have just let him call me whatever he wanted because I was scared of what he would do if I objected to it, but me not objecting to it is the same as accepting that I am his baby. Like hell I'll accept that.
Private Number: "I will call my woman whatever I want."
"Well I am not your woman." I said furrowing my eyebrows.
Private Number: "Sure u r and anyone who denies it deserves death."
"Well I sure as hell am denying it, so what? Are you going to kill me now?" I retorted.
Private Number: "No, I will just kiss u to oblivious until you admit it, or should we do the act of making babies now?"
If it was possible for a human's head to combust from too much embarrassment, then without a doubt my whole body would have turned in to ashes by now. While knowing that he may had been joking my heart unwillingly let out a skip to his comment and my mind was too fried up to even make a retort.
"I'll just head off to the living room." I said quietly with my eyes cast on the ground while taking the crutches hopping quickly away.
'I have to calm down! I must calm down! Don't get swept away in his pace!' I berated myself.
I sat down putting my sprained feet on the coffee table as support as I took the remote to put on some Netflix. Swiping mindlessly trough the series section not able to find something that caught my eyes until I saw game of thrones popping up. Realizing that I had never watched this show before even though it was the talk of the centuries I thought that it may be a good idea to start watching it now; it was not like I could really do or go somewhere with this leg.
"Maybe I should watch it?" I mumbled unsure.
Private Number: "Don't you dare watch that show of an abomination, it's horrible."
Amused by his criticize of the show and still salty from before I couldn't help but to be a jester by still clicking on the first episode. Giggling away when I saw his next message appear.
Private Number: "God April no, don't put me through this hell again."
"You don't have to watch it." I said cranking up the volume that could get me in trouble with my neighbors hoping that it could annoy him more.
Private Number: "April I swear to God if you don't turn that shit off, I will go to your house to do it myself."
Like cold water being dumped all over me I quickly removed it. I know that he had already come to my house before, heck he was here few hours before, but that time I was at least unconscious. I don't want my stalker to be here when I am fully aware of it.
But I still felt like being a prankster for just a little bit and I am really bored, so I went to the kids' section and put on my little pony. As the opening started to play with a loud voice I started to sing along.
Private Number: "You've got to be kidding me."
I shook my head and kept on singing along feeling the nostalgia hit me. A wave of satisfaction hit me when the opening song was finished making me all giddy and happy inside. I clicked my little pony away and searched for the next show to watch.
Private Number: "I'll get you a real pony if it makes you that happy."
I laughed. "If the pony isn't my girl rainbow dash then I want none of it."
I suddenly exclaimed happily when I saw Vampire Diaries pop up. At an unmatched speed, like a possessed person I clicked on it.
Private Number: "Please don't do this."
"I will watch this; this show was my everything." I said squealing like a lovestruck girl when I saw my husband Diamond appearing on the screen. "Yes Daddy! Oh god I love him." I said in a dream like state.
Private Number: "I sure hate him. I am already getting the urge the kill him." Unfazed by Jack's jealous threat I glared hard at the phone screen. "If you even dare to hurt a single hair strand on his gorgeous head, I will personally make your life a living hell." I seethed.
Private Number: "I am way more handsome and richer than he his!"
Is he really whining right now? "Well he is at least not a fucking stalker that threatens to kill the people that I love." I said.
Private Number: "Would I've gotten the chance if I wasn't a stalker?" He said suddenly leaving me a bit speechless.
I shrugged. "That's a little bit too late to ask now, isn't it?"
Private Number: "Would I?" He asked again.
I threw my arms up in frustration. "Geez Jack I don't know! Maybe if you had approached me like a normal person would I may would have at least gone out with you on a date!" I just don't get it he could have approached me normally and who knows we could have it hit off perfectly, but he just had to be a creepy-ass-stalker, who is also a killer.
Private Number: "Well maybe I didn't want to give u a chance to reject me."
I rubbed my temples in a circular motion trying to relieve some of the stress that Jack was giving me. Why is he acting like a child who can't accept a no for an answer? I guess it's because he is a child who can't accept a no.
"There are more fishes in the sea who are more exotic and tastier than me." I said.
Private Number: "But I don't want a different fish. I want this fish, the only fish that I want to love and there are just no other fishes like this one."
"Okay…" I dawdled not knowing how to responds to this.
I scratched my head as I sighed. 'That would have been cute if he just wasn't a creep.' I thought to myself.
It sometimes escapes my mind that he really loves me, and I just don't know how to handle that. How do you even go around that? I never even received a love confession before let alone one from a murderer.
Pondering about this just left me with a bigger headache, so I decided to forget about it and slump further down into my medium soft couch preparing myself to doze off.
A cry of frustration slipped pass through my lips as I could feel the vibration of my phone through the couch.
Private Number: "Let's go out on a date." He asserted.
My eyes felt like they were about to jump out of my eye socket; I flung myself back into a normal sitting position and even had to rub my eyes to make sure that I didn't read it wrong.
"What?" I asked.
Private Number: "Let's go out on a date." He repeated.
"Yeah, I got that, but why?" I said fearing the day that I would have to spend with him.
Private Number: "Because I love u."
I glowered. "That's not a reason."
Private Number: "How about tomorrow? Yeah tomorrow is right." He said deciding by himself without my consent.
'What!?'
